Overseas ( Lesbian Story)

Ten

Michelle
We finished packing around 6:30pm, the house seemed so empty...Ive never seen it like this, being that I was born here... Damn, funny how things change.
Speaking of change,while packing today, Mickey found a couple of Malik's shirts that I had in the closet and asked if I wanted to throw them away. I declined, I told her that I would take them back. And that's what I had planned on doing, before we all got in cars and left to the new house.
"Do you have to take them back?" Mickey sounded like a little kid who always got what they want. "Yes, I do. And I'll be right back I promise. Theen we can leave to the house." I stepped on my tippy toes attempting to kiss her lips but I only reached her chin.
I grabbed the box with Malik's things in it and started walking on my way to his house. On my way I thought of things like what I'm going to say how things are going to go when I give them back. Because technically Malik and I haven't broken up yet...I know I know I'm a bad person but I just couldn't do it. Shit I love the boy.
I knocked on the door waiting for his ass to open it. Moments later there his sexy ass was. "Hey babe, what's that?" He asked kissing my forehead then looking at the box. "Your clothes, I told you we're moving and it's taking up room." I lied, I can't tell my boyfriend that my girlfriend has a problem with his shit being in the house. He took the box looking through it. "Our pictures are in here....Is this because of that dyke?" He caught on quick. "First of all, she has a fucking name" before I could finish my argument Malik cut me off. "It is about her ain't it?" He smirked but he wasn't tickled. "No! It's not." I pushed the lie straight through my teeth. "Then take this back home..Let her see it since she don't have a problem with it...Cause I know you have room in that big ass house y'all moving in..." Malik kept challenging me. "Fine." I turned to go back home. "Love you." he shot at me. I ignored him and walked home.
And when I got there I got questioned like a bitch again. "Baaaabbbeee. Why you bring that shit back here?" Mickey asked placing her key in her hand leaving the house. "He said he didn't want it." My nerves shook my voice. Lying felt different to Mickey. "Then throw that shit away Michelle." She ordered while she got in the car. "What you waiting for? The trash can is over there." Mickey said from inside her Rolls. "No, I'll try tomorrow this shit means something and I know he wants it he's just being difficult...So lemme just put this in the back. You got the room back there." Mickey rolled her eyes, so I just put it in the back, then hopped in the frontseat.
"Ion see why you can't just throw the tacky shit away Michelle...You're moving on with your life." Mickey announced eyes focused on the windshield. "Mick you still have pictures, letters, and gifts from your ex and I don't care that you kept them...Whats the difference hun?" I started to get annoyed at the fact that this could have been simple, I could have left the shit at his house and there wouldn't be a problem. "First off, Tessa is halfway across the world, I don't see her everyday so I'm not throwing away something what I got from her if I may never see her again..You on the other hand see Malik everyday at school, you have to see him...I simply CANT see Tessa therefore you have nothing to worry about." Mickey made her point, but I wished she didn't because it made me feel so bad that I had made her break up with her perfect girlfriend for me,and I never broke up with Malik.