Endless || MJ Romance (18+)

🥀 Chapter Eleven🥀

Michael

"I'm listening, Amber.. Speak up damn it!" I yelled. I was to my end with this bogus bullshit already.

"Lidia from work Michael. I have to go in." She said and which I knew it was a fucking lie.

"Amber.. look me and you both know that you are hiding something and I don't fucking believe that there's a Lidia at the job. So who is the nigga and what's his name?" I said.

She gets up and tried to leave the bathroom. "And of all places, you are talking in the bathroom. Why would you have a conversation in the bathroom and oh you hang up real quick." I said.

"Please, you have someone here don't you. I'm tired of her being here." She said. I blew smoke up in the air, I can't take this shit I need an extra break from work.

"If all you know how to do is fucking lie to me Amber, then just go on about you fucking business. And I'm tired of you coming for Keyann like that. Please tell me what is it that you dislike so much about her? Also watch your words." I said indefinitely.

" I just don't want her around my husband and to me, it's looking like she wants you to take care of her and her baby. Why are you even helping her?. And oh nigga, I couldn't help but to notice the guest room for the baby too. You really out did yourself darling. Can anything get even more screwed up in this fucking house? " She asked.

" Amber, that room was reserved for us but our baby is non existent at the moment. Why not give the room to someone who needs it. " I said.

"Okay, so you give up on our fucking plans.? " She asked.

" Love making, good ass love making, makes the baby.. we don't even have sex like we used to. And let's not forget about you doctors appointment.. so you can't put the blame on nobody but yourself." I said.

She rolled her eyes and walked past me. I grabbed her arm, "Wait Amber, I Just-"  she slapped me. " You don't grab me like that, I'm tired of being in this house and I am tired of sharing my husband!" She said jerking her arm away from me.

" Pack some of your shit and leave my house! We need a break for awhile. Nobody fucking hits me! Nobody hits me!!!!" I screamed.

" Oh please, your daddy did more shit to you than that.. a slap isn't shit Michael.. I'm tired of you trying to stop me everytime I try to walk away from our problems." She said.

" Well duhh.. I want to talk about it!!" I yelled.

" Well because maybe I don't dammit, so I'll pack a bag and I'll be gone for awhile." She said as she reached inside her drawers and grabbed her overnight bag.

" Good. You do that!!" I yelled leaving and slamming the door. I walked out the front door and sat in my car for awhile. I cried and I looked at my face, a red mark shades my fucking face. The last time she hit me, we got into a fight and I had to call my sister Janet to help me get her ass out. It was six months of misery but it was worth it. I took her back because I loved her.

I watched as she frantically, walked outside and gets inside her car. She sees me and speed off backwards, zooming down the street. I chose not to follow her. I waited about twenty minutes to calm myself down. I called her phone and she answers,

"What the hell do you want?" She said as I hear her shuffle with the phone a bit.

"I sure do hope that the nigga that you are seeing is pleasing you and not beating you, for the way you fucking hit me. Let me breathe for a minute because if not I will fucking blow up again. I'm tired of your shit and Keyann goes nowhere just like the fuck I said. Whether your with me or not." I said and then I hung up. I didn't want to hear shit else for awhile.