WICKED: HEXED TWO || URBAN (CB)

Chapter 33

kind of a fill in yk :) i feel like milo is an unreliable narrator character💀.
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Luca Delavan
It'd been about two hours since Milo and the kids left. I ain't think me and Anais was gone be spending a good amount of our day arguing with Milo.

That fucking goon.

Wasn't gone hold you...Abella was fire. But...not my type. And I never 'stole' girls from Milo. I don't know where he got that from. His girlfriends always came on to me...and who was I to refuse the pussy?

Other than that, I found this whole situation unnecessary and dumb as fuck. Why the fuck does Milo do half of the shit that he does? Just a fuckin goofy ass nigga.

Killed the whole vibe me and Anais had today.

I looked over at her, staring into space as we laid in her bed.

"You okay?" I asked.

She took a deep breath. "Did y'all...did y'all really think I was dead? Did y'all ever search for me?"

I knew that's what she was all quiet over. But I could guarantee her that I believed she was alive the whole time. And although we didn't search for her...I thought about her a whole lot until she popped back up again.

"No...we didn't search for you. I ain't know where to begin. We had newborns at the time that needed round the clock attention. But I did think about you a whole lot Anais. And I never thought you were dead for a second. I knew you were out there somewhere. I felt you. And I always planned on searching for you when the kids got a little older." I explained. "But...time got in the way I guess. Know that ain't an excuse but..."

She smirked, fiddling with her fingers. "I would expect that from you. I would usually expect that from Milo a little more but...he's been so different lately. He used to be sweet. And you used to be the mean one."

"Oh I used to be the mean one?" I scoffed.

"Yeah. You used to be mean for no reason. Remember you pulled his pants down in the cafeteria that one day? In front of like...everybody." She cackled. "And you used to be real mean to me. Used to call me all types of hoes and bitches."

"I- I ain't never!" I exclaimed, letting out a high-pitched screech.

She sat up in bed. "YES YOU DID. I remember. You hated me. But then you know...you got a taste of this coochie and changed yo mind."

"Fuck you." I spat, sucking my teeth.

"See. Mean ass. That's why you have a lisp." She teased.

"YOU STILL ON MY LISP? AFTER ALL THIS TIME?" I laughed, surprised she brought it up. This was the first time in forever.

"Never forgot it." She chuckled.

I rolled my eyes. "Well remember that time...I made you strip fa me. Put a whole pole in the room and everything."

"...Oh my God! Yes I do." She cackled. "I can't do that no more. Not after them kids."

I looked to the side. "Damn. I wanted to see a show. Lowkey..."

"Sir...no. I only do stuff like that for a significant other. And you are not that person."

"I- word? Keep telling yourself that. But you know good and well that you my shawty."

She glared at me. "You're real DELULU."

"No you are. You saw the way you couldn't keep yo grubby lil hands off me this morning." I laughed.

"I wasn't anywhere near you this morning...what do you mean?" She bluffed, knowing damn well...

"Does this sound familiar? OH LUCA YOU'RE THE BEST." I moaned, teasing her.