Mysterious Eyes [TrippieWrld]

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Micheal's POV

It was a sunny morning today. I got up and began my daily morning routine. This time I tried picking a rather decent looking outfit unlike my everyday go to's.

Outfit:

I went on my phone and checked for any important Emails or Messages. I stumbled upon Jarad messaging and quickly opened it. My heart raced like crazy.

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JareBear🐻💕

hey🙂

hey man wasuup? 😙

is there anyway you'd
be able to pick me up?

Yeh ofc!♥️ Is everything ok?

no...

Ight Im heading over
Be there in 10.

ok 💜
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I rapidly grabbed my keys and headed towards my car. I start it off and drove to Jarad's. Once I got there, I parked in front of the entrance just a bit off to the side. That way it won't make it obvious for twigman that I was picking his hubby up.

I peeped at my side mirror and noticed Jarad pacing towards me. I quickly unlocked the doors and he entered buckling up his seatbelt. "Hey," I greeted him as he took his time to look at me. My eyes widened...Oh no... I noticed his left eye was bruised as well as a couple marks on his face down to his neck.

"God, Jarad what happened?!" I asked while turning off my car. I felt anger build up the more I stared at him. "Don't worry about it," he answered with a slightly forced grin. "I've fucking had it where that nigga at?!" I said quickly unbuckling and opening the car door.

"Nigga no! Not worth the time or the risk! Just take me to the studio," he said quickly leaning towards me and gaining hold of my arm. "Jarad let go! This nigga got a lesson to learn!" I said trying to loosen his grip on my long sleeve. "Micheal listen to me! It ain't worth it!" He stated using his other hand to get a better grip, "Just get back in the car and let it be!"

"Jarad this nigga literally abusing you and you expect me to just let it be?! Nigga you crazy!" I finally got released from his grip and walked angrily around the car to get into twigman's front yard. I heard the car door open and footsteps on the opposite side of the concrete fence as well as behind me.

"Nigga listen! It ain't a big deal," He grabbed me by my left shoulder turning me around putting me face to face with him. Gosh it hurts my soul just looking at him... "Micheal please..." he begged with an upset tone. I placed the back of my hand on his face caressing it downwards. I felt myself give in. "Fine... but only cuz you said so." "whew" he exhaled closing his eyes.