A Marriage Like No Other
Chapter 3
"Do you Serena Ibori take this man Malik Sekibo as your husband to love and obey from now till death do
you two part?" The minister asked.
I turned and looked around the small church at my smiling family and his smiling family. I turned back to the
minister and cried "I do"
"Do you Malik Sekibo take this woman Serena Ibori as your wife to love and to care for from now till death
do you two part?"
"Yes, I do"
~Malik's Point of View~
I'm married. I can't believe that my parents would force me to marry a child. I look like a rapist. I'm not saying
that Serena isn't a beautiful girl, but that the thing she is a young girl. She has to be at least 15 years old, I'm
21.
We just left the church and now we're in my car on the way back from our wedding. It's tradition not to have a
party for the couple till they have their first child, so our parents brought us a nice apartment on the other side
of town. The whole ride Serena sat staring out the window in a daze, with tears rolling down her face. I
couldn't take the silence any longer, so I decided to get to know my "wife."
"Serena, are you all right?"
"Yea, I'm okay." She answered dryly.
I just dropped it after that. I told my mother that this marriage thing was gonna be difficult. Once we reached
the apartment complex we realized that all our stuff was already there. The whole apartment was fully
furnished. It had two bed rooms, we guess that the first one was the master bedroom, but when Serena and I
went in to the second one our faces dropped in shock and anger. Our parent made the second bed room a
nursery. Yes, a nursery. What is wrong with our parents?
"Well, since there is only one real bed room, I'll sleep on the couch." I offered.
"No, it's okay Malik, we can share a bed. You are my husband." She said.
~Serena's Point of View~
What is wrong with me, did I really just say that? I don't even know this man and I'm saying he can sleep with
me. He even look surprised with what I said, but I can't take it back now. So I headed into the room so I could
shower and go to sleep since I had to start school tomorrow. That right I'm starting my senior year tomorrow.
Isn't this gonna be a great year? I grabbed my bathroom stuff and headed to the bathroom to take a shower.
After about an hour, I got out and realized that I left my clothes on the foot of the bed, so I grabbed one of the
big brown towels that was hanging up and wrapped it around my body. As I walked into the room, Malik was
taking his shirt off.
"Oh, I'm sorry I'll wait till your done." I said trying not to look at his body with his well tone muscles and sexy
eight pack.
"It's all good you can get dress in here I won't look." He said turning around looking at the wall. I quickly
walked over to the bed where I had a pair of black short pajama shorts and a white long sleeve thermal shirt.
Making sure he wasn't looking, I quickly got dress. After dressing I lotion up and put on a pair of white knee
high socks.
"Okay you can turn around." I told him as I laid in the bed. Malik quickly stripped down to his boxer's and got
into bed with me.
"Is this uncomfortable for you I can put something on?" He asked.
"No, It's fine." I responded as I found my new book "Of Mice and Men" in the nightstand.
"Aren't you a little young to be reading that book?" Malik asked
"Um no I don't think so, why would to say that?"
"Well, aren't you like 15, and I read that book in my junior year of high school."
I just laughed at him. He wasn't the first person that thought I was younger, then I truly was, I didn't know
what it is, maybe it's my innocents. I just don't know. Malik stared at me with confusion written all over his
face.
"First off I'm 17 years old and second I'm a senior in high school."
"Wow you look so young"
"Yea I know, I get it all the time, well I'm going to sleep got school in the morning. Good night Malik."
"Good night Serena." he said cutting off the lights in the room.
The next morning I woke up with my legs and arms wrapped around Malik with my on his chest, while his
head way laying in the nap of my neck, and his arms around my waist.
"Why in the good name am I laying like this" I thought to myself as I slowly slipped out of bed and into the
closet to see what I would wear to school. I ended up picking out a green long-sleeve shirt with a black vest
and a pair of black skinny jeans, with black and green chuck taylor's. I grabbed my bathroom stuff and headed
in there. I did my hygiene thing then started to get dress. I put my green underwear set on, lotion up my body
with some vanilla lotion, then got dress. By the time I was finish and started fixing my hair, Malik had woken
up.
"Good Morning" Malik said as he walked in to the bathroom.
"Good Morning" I responded as I put my hair in a high ponytail with a green headband. After getting dress I
headed to the kitchen to make a quick breakfast. I quickly made some bacon, toast, and grits. By the time I
was finished Malik was walking into the kitchen with his work suit on. The only thing that my mother told me
the night before I married Malik, was that he was very wealth young man. She never told me what he did, but
she did tell me that I should be very grateful to have a husband that could take care of his wife.
"Are you hungry Malik? I made a small breakfast since we're running a little late."
"No, that's okay Serena, I'll pick something up after I drop you off. Are you ready?"
"Yeah, just give me a second." I said as ran off into the bedroom and grabbed my green hobo bag with all my
school stuff and met up with Malik at the elevator. The whole ride to school was awkward. No talking, No
music, nothing just the sound of us breathing. Every now and then I could feel Malik staring at the side of my
face. When we finally pulled up yo my school, I jump out of his truck without even saying goodbye. As I ran
off to find my best friend Chelsea, I could hear Malik yell "I'll pick you up from right here later."
I ended up finding Chelsea in the computer lab arguing with our enemy Brittney.
"Bitch I will beat yo ass, say one more stupid ass comment to me." Chelsea yelled in Brittney's face, well
more like Brittney's chest. I was short, but Chelsea was shorter, she was about 4'8 and Brittney was about 5'7
so you get the picture.
"Whatever hoe, get yo midget ass away from me." Brittney shouted pushing Chelsea. That's when I step in.
"Will y'all stop its the first day of school is y'all trying to get suspended all ready." I snapped.
"You lucky Rena jumped in or yo ass would be died right now." Chelsea threaten as she pulled me out of the
computer lab.
"What is wrong with you Chels? We're SENIORS (Class of 2011), drop the kid stuff please." I asked her as
we walked to first period.
"I know Rena, but that bitch just gets under my skin at times." She groaned
Chelsea is one of my best friends. She's one of the few people my parents allowed me to spend time with.
Chelsea is loud and ghetto, with a super short temper, but that's why she my best friend.
you two part?" The minister asked.
I turned and looked around the small church at my smiling family and his smiling family. I turned back to the
minister and cried "I do"
"Do you Malik Sekibo take this woman Serena Ibori as your wife to love and to care for from now till death
do you two part?"
"Yes, I do"
~Malik's Point of View~
I'm married. I can't believe that my parents would force me to marry a child. I look like a rapist. I'm not saying
that Serena isn't a beautiful girl, but that the thing she is a young girl. She has to be at least 15 years old, I'm
21.
We just left the church and now we're in my car on the way back from our wedding. It's tradition not to have a
party for the couple till they have their first child, so our parents brought us a nice apartment on the other side
of town. The whole ride Serena sat staring out the window in a daze, with tears rolling down her face. I
couldn't take the silence any longer, so I decided to get to know my "wife."
"Serena, are you all right?"
"Yea, I'm okay." She answered dryly.
I just dropped it after that. I told my mother that this marriage thing was gonna be difficult. Once we reached
the apartment complex we realized that all our stuff was already there. The whole apartment was fully
furnished. It had two bed rooms, we guess that the first one was the master bedroom, but when Serena and I
went in to the second one our faces dropped in shock and anger. Our parent made the second bed room a
nursery. Yes, a nursery. What is wrong with our parents?
"Well, since there is only one real bed room, I'll sleep on the couch." I offered.
"No, it's okay Malik, we can share a bed. You are my husband." She said.
~Serena's Point of View~
What is wrong with me, did I really just say that? I don't even know this man and I'm saying he can sleep with
me. He even look surprised with what I said, but I can't take it back now. So I headed into the room so I could
shower and go to sleep since I had to start school tomorrow. That right I'm starting my senior year tomorrow.
Isn't this gonna be a great year? I grabbed my bathroom stuff and headed to the bathroom to take a shower.
After about an hour, I got out and realized that I left my clothes on the foot of the bed, so I grabbed one of the
big brown towels that was hanging up and wrapped it around my body. As I walked into the room, Malik was
taking his shirt off.
"Oh, I'm sorry I'll wait till your done." I said trying not to look at his body with his well tone muscles and sexy
eight pack.
"It's all good you can get dress in here I won't look." He said turning around looking at the wall. I quickly
walked over to the bed where I had a pair of black short pajama shorts and a white long sleeve thermal shirt.
Making sure he wasn't looking, I quickly got dress. After dressing I lotion up and put on a pair of white knee
high socks.
"Okay you can turn around." I told him as I laid in the bed. Malik quickly stripped down to his boxer's and got
into bed with me.
"Is this uncomfortable for you I can put something on?" He asked.
"No, It's fine." I responded as I found my new book "Of Mice and Men" in the nightstand.
"Aren't you a little young to be reading that book?" Malik asked
"Um no I don't think so, why would to say that?"
"Well, aren't you like 15, and I read that book in my junior year of high school."
I just laughed at him. He wasn't the first person that thought I was younger, then I truly was, I didn't know
what it is, maybe it's my innocents. I just don't know. Malik stared at me with confusion written all over his
face.
"First off I'm 17 years old and second I'm a senior in high school."
"Wow you look so young"
"Yea I know, I get it all the time, well I'm going to sleep got school in the morning. Good night Malik."
"Good night Serena." he said cutting off the lights in the room.
The next morning I woke up with my legs and arms wrapped around Malik with my on his chest, while his
head way laying in the nap of my neck, and his arms around my waist.
"Why in the good name am I laying like this" I thought to myself as I slowly slipped out of bed and into the
closet to see what I would wear to school. I ended up picking out a green long-sleeve shirt with a black vest
and a pair of black skinny jeans, with black and green chuck taylor's. I grabbed my bathroom stuff and headed
in there. I did my hygiene thing then started to get dress. I put my green underwear set on, lotion up my body
with some vanilla lotion, then got dress. By the time I was finish and started fixing my hair, Malik had woken
up.
"Good Morning" Malik said as he walked in to the bathroom.
"Good Morning" I responded as I put my hair in a high ponytail with a green headband. After getting dress I
headed to the kitchen to make a quick breakfast. I quickly made some bacon, toast, and grits. By the time I
was finished Malik was walking into the kitchen with his work suit on. The only thing that my mother told me
the night before I married Malik, was that he was very wealth young man. She never told me what he did, but
she did tell me that I should be very grateful to have a husband that could take care of his wife.
"Are you hungry Malik? I made a small breakfast since we're running a little late."
"No, that's okay Serena, I'll pick something up after I drop you off. Are you ready?"
"Yeah, just give me a second." I said as ran off into the bedroom and grabbed my green hobo bag with all my
school stuff and met up with Malik at the elevator. The whole ride to school was awkward. No talking, No
music, nothing just the sound of us breathing. Every now and then I could feel Malik staring at the side of my
face. When we finally pulled up yo my school, I jump out of his truck without even saying goodbye. As I ran
off to find my best friend Chelsea, I could hear Malik yell "I'll pick you up from right here later."
I ended up finding Chelsea in the computer lab arguing with our enemy Brittney.
"Bitch I will beat yo ass, say one more stupid ass comment to me." Chelsea yelled in Brittney's face, well
more like Brittney's chest. I was short, but Chelsea was shorter, she was about 4'8 and Brittney was about 5'7
so you get the picture.
"Whatever hoe, get yo midget ass away from me." Brittney shouted pushing Chelsea. That's when I step in.
"Will y'all stop its the first day of school is y'all trying to get suspended all ready." I snapped.
"You lucky Rena jumped in or yo ass would be died right now." Chelsea threaten as she pulled me out of the
computer lab.
"What is wrong with you Chels? We're SENIORS (Class of 2011), drop the kid stuff please." I asked her as
we walked to first period.
"I know Rena, but that bitch just gets under my skin at times." She groaned
Chelsea is one of my best friends. She's one of the few people my parents allowed me to spend time with.
Chelsea is loud and ghetto, with a super short temper, but that's why she my best friend.