I'm so angry guys. This whole chapter got deleted, and I was so close to being done with it. Urggg
So I just rewrote the whole thing again off my memory. Sone new things were add
Also I didn't think Hannah's name suited her. So I changed it to Amber.
Amber and Michael's pictures in Media
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Michael's P.O.V.
"Why are you so worried about that little bitch?" Amber yelled at me as I drove us home
Amber was pissed off just because I made us leave the club when I found out Fawn left with some guy...probably Marcus.
'That wasn't exactly what I ment when he told Fawn she need to live a little. I wasn't expecting her to go home with a stranger. Niggas are out here getting solid, why would she do something so stupid?.'
I don't want her feelings to get hurt by some guy. Hypocrisy from my end, but I love Fawn like a sister.
Amber continued to yell at me. My eye started to twitch.
Amber mushed me in the head, I started to serve on the road. When I manged to get control of the car again, I parked the car on the side of the road.
In one quick motion I backhand Amber . She flew back and hit her head on the window of the car.
She grabbed her check and started to cry. I didn't give a fuck about those tears.
"Have you lost ya damn mind! What if I fucking crashed." I yelled at her
"Baby I'm sorry." Amber said unapologetically
"Naw fuck that get out my whip and walk ya self home." I said opening the her side of the car door.
"But baby it's dark and I don't know where were at." Hannah said trying to reason with me
She is lucky I like her.
Author's POV
Fawn woke up needing to use the bathroom. She slipped out of Marcus arms and ran to the bathroom.
Fawn sighed in relief as she let go of built up pressure in her blather. When she finshed she flushed and washed her hands.
She looked for an available tooth brush in the cabints and brushed her teeth, and washed her faced.
Fawn then went downstairs to the kitchen.
She searched the cabinets for items to make breakfast for her and Marcus.
Thirty minutes later
Marcus woke up to the smell of some good home cooking. He shot out of bed.
He ran to the bathroom and started on his hygiene routine
'I don't wanna kill wifey with morning breath.' He thought brushing his pearly whites
He took a shower, slathred, on lotion then got dressed.
He walked down stairs, and entered the kitchen.
He saw Fawn setting up the table. When she bent down to move or adjust some things. His white tee he gave her rode up giving him a perfect view of her white panties.
He throw his head back and said a quick prayer.
'Lord knows I wanna do some freakythings to her.' He thought in Ice Cubes voice
He crept up behind Fawn and rubbed his hands like bird man.
'I hope she'll fogive me for this.'
