Big Aint Bad

Chapter 22

Mike

"Okay careful." I said to Armani.

"Where are you taking me weirdo?" She asked.

"You'll see." I said.

Armani thought I was taking her home but I had secretly been fixing up a room in my house for her to stay while she finishes her physical therapy. I lived right down the street from the clinic & I've kind of gotten used to being around her. I'm not trying to get in her draws either. I just like being around her.

"Alright I'm gonna take the blindfold off." I said.

"Okay." She said.

She looked around.

"Michael." She said slapping my arm.

"I figured that it would be easier for you to get better here. The clinic is right down the street." I said.

"What about my clothes?" She asked.

"We can go get you clothes. Or you can buy new ones." I said.

"Well I guess it wouldn't hurt." She said.

"Good. Now I have to go to practice in a couple of hours. Wanna go get some clothes before?" I asked.

"Yeah let's go." She said.

I helped her walk to the car & helped her buckle up.

"Alright. This is it." She said as we pulled up to her house.

"I'm gonna go unlock the door then come back & get you." I said.

"Hey the code to my alarm system is 1436." She said.

"Gotcha." I said.

I walked up to the door & unlocked it. Then I disarmed the system & went back out to get Armani.

When I got back out there she was arguing with the dude from Jamaica.

"Just hear me out." He said.

"Leave my house!" She yelled

"Look I was drunk. I don't remember anything. I butt dialed my sister & she has the whole conversation on her voicemail. I didn't mean that Armani." He said.

"Can you just leave. Please?" She begged.

"Aye. What's going on here?" I asked

"None of yo damn business homie." He said.

"When it comes to Armani it is my business." I said.

"And who the fuck are you?" He asked.

"I'm the man that has been in the hospital 4 weeks taking care of her. I've been beside through all the bullshit you put her through."

I stepped closer.

"And most of all homie I've been here taking care of her while she's pregnant with your fuckin kids. Get yo ass together. You messed up a good thing bruh. She don't wanna fool with you no more. So keep it movin." I said.

"Stop!" Armani yelled.

"Kemani leave. You said all you needed to say. Drunk or not." She said calmly. "You need to go. Move on." She said.

"But what about my babies Armani?" He asked tearing up.

"Your babies? You mean the babies that aren't yours? The babies who I'm using to get your money?" She laughed.

"Get the fuck out of my yard. I'm good.

He just stood there for a minute in disbelief. Then he walked to his car. Got in & drove away.