man, fuck you! › b-rabbit

• XXIII •

• Delaney •

"Del.. Your dad called me." Mo'Nique told me as I entered her apartment.

"What the fuck? Why?" I asked quickly.

"He wanted to know where you were! I told him I didn't know..." She looked down when she said that.

"Are you lying?" I asked.

"Uh– No?" She replied.

"Mo'Niqueeeee!" I dragged.

"I'm fucking sorry, that's your father." She replied.

"And he hurt me." I replied sternly. That seemed to shut her up.

"Is he coming over here?" I asked and crossed my arms.

"Yeah.." She replied.

I sighed heavily and walked to her room where I had my bag with clothes.

"Are you leaving?" She asked in the doorway of her room.

I pushed past her to the bathroom.

Grabbed my towel and headed to the living room.

"Delaney." She called out.

"Of course I am, why the FUCK would I want to see him." I replied and huffed.

She shook her head and walked into her room.

I rolled my eyes and gathered up my shoes.

Fuck, where am I going to go?

There was a knock on the door.

I felt my heartbeat start to race, my breathing accelerated.

I slowly put my bag down, walked to the door and looked through the peephole.

Great.

I opened the door slightly and saw my pops outside.

"Yeah?" I muttered.

"Delaney?" He asked.

I sighed and opened the door more.

"What the fuck are you doing here?" He yelled.

Oh.

"I didn't want to be with you." I replied calmly.

"Why not?" He persisted and made me move back into the apartment out of fear.

"You didn't even ask how I'm doing! You just started fucking YELLING at me, this is the fucking reason I left!" I yelled back.

He scoffed.

"You're coming home with me right now." He grabbed my wrist. His grip was tight but I could handle it.

"Stop!" I yelled while trying to loosen his grip on me.

Where is Jimmy when I need him.