Just Listen

Chapter 4✔

Michael's POV

I stormed out of Kamilah's room. I know I might have frightened her, but I just couldn't take it. Yes, I knew she had been dating Angelo. I've met him on a number of times. He seemed like a great kid.

Honestly, I wasn't mad about that. Uncanny pushed my buttons and I took it out on her. I was not one who gave up without a fight, some battles were just futile. She was the love of my life. The mother of the one thing I held dear. She hurt me in the worst way possible. I sat on my bed. Images of my teenage years flashed before me.

I still remember that day I met her. That year I was in my junior year. She, May and Marley were pre-juniors. How they all became friends was something I never quite understood. It was during those days when I got kicked out of class. I found her wandering the halls of Xavior High. All alone. Her caramel skin glowed in the sunlight. What captivated me the most, were her smiles. As different students greeted her, she had a different smile for each. I could not read her emotions and it annoyed me.

I approached her. The first thing I noticed was how her russet curls covered most of her face. She didn't even look at me directly. "Well, you are intriguing," I said, titling her chin up. Our eyes locked, and I heard wedding bells. Crazy as it seemed. I knew that she was the one.

I had met my soulmate. She didn't.

I took a step back when I finally noticed her bruised lip. Panic enveloped me. "Are you okay?"

Thunder cracked.

I literally felt her snap. Her golden eyes turned cold. Her aura savage.

"I'm fine."

"You don't look like it."

"Then stop looking!"

I chuckled, "I would love to see myself with you on a date."

Something about her wasn't right. Her eyes narrowed, accompanied with a sly smile.

"I have a boyfriend," she said.

A challenge. A challenge i would gladly accept.

The annoying shrill of my phone brought me back to the present. "Michael, I have been trying to get a hold of you all day."

"Not now, Onica," I groaned. My head was starting to ache a little and I did not want her making a fuss over things.

She whined, "You don't have time for your favourite person in the whole wide world?"

I sighed, "I'll always have time for you."

I could sense her grinning on the other line. "I miss you. Can't I visit you?" she asked. I don't know why, but, I imagined her giving me puppy eyes.

"I miss you too, Onica. I wish you could visit but, you can't. It's not the right time."

She gave me an exasperated sigh, "The only time you get like this is when Uncanny somehow ruined your day. What happened?"

She knew me too well. "I went to her office today."

"Michael, I love you and all, but, we aren't teenagers anymore. You just can't keep chasing after her."

"But-"

"No!"

Onica and Uncanny had not been on good terms for years. She never told me why they had a fallout, whereas they used to be the best of friends. I hadn't seen Onica since I left my hometown, took over my dad's company, and raising Kamilah. It has been 17 years. I missed her.

"Have you told Kamilah?" she asked. I cleared my throat in response. There was a long pause on the other line.

"Why not, Mikey? She's old enough."

Onica was right, but I could not risk it. I could not bring myself to do it. "Uncanny doesn't deserve her. She is better off with me-"

"Why are you dancing in a lake of fire, Michael?" she interrupted and began ranting out her thoughts. scolding me.

"Veronica!" I shouted, loud enough for her to hear. "I cannot break her heart like that. She is already going through so much as it is with her body," I exhaled, feeling fatigue. "She already questions why her skin tone is a little different. She may be bullied and not tell me. Veronica, it's harder than it seems. Please, try to understand, sis."

Our conversation didn't last long after that. Onica finally understood my decisions. Even though I felt terrible for shutting my twin sister out, I knew she would pull through for me. I loved my daughter and she came first. Miss-I-am-Too-Busy-For-Family would just have to wait. She already knew that her mother left her as a baby. It would kill her now if she found out just whom was her mother.