Michael Part III

Patrick

--Ezra's POV--

I'm not going to lie and say I'm fine, because I'm not. It's been four months since Fortune left me. It's been four months of hell...

-Flashback to Christmas Day-

"Ez, go after him!" Paloma shouted at me.

I just collapse to the floor and shake my head.

"Stop being a bitch and fight for him," Mikey told me coldly.

"Yea, just get off your ass and find him," Jason said.

I continued to shake my head. I don't know why, but I can't move. I can't speak. The only thing my body is capable of doing is shaking my head.

"Go find him!" Zuleika chimes in.

I just wish everyone would shut up...

Thomas knelt beside me. "You may have to suck his dick or bottom for the rest of your life, but go Ez."

"Thomas!" Mama shouted.

Tommy just chuckled and patted the top of my head before standing back up.

"Ezra go get him. Dinner is almost ready," mama says calmly.

Everyone finally scatters and leaves me sitting in the middle of the living room just staring at the wall.

"Mika, go talk to him," my father whispers in the hallway.

"No!" Mika says loudly.

"What?"

"No Michael. He cheated on my brother. I'm not fixing this!" Mika says before storming to the kitchen.

I hear my father sigh and make his way towards me. He sits across from me.

"Ez, do you love him?"

I nod my head. He smiles and then pulls to my feet. Next thing I know I'm standing on mamas doorstep in front of Fortune. He looks at me not with love, but disgust.

"I'm sorry," I whisper.

He shakes his head, "I trusted you. I never had a reason not to trust you. I know I'm not perfect and that I've fucked up enough times for the both of us. But this isn't okay. We made a promise. I kept that promise. Even when I didn't think I could, but I did."

"Fort-"

"I'm not done," he cuts me off. "I mean I'm not done talking..."

-End of Flashback-

"Daddy!" Nola shouts at me snapping me out of my daze. I turn to look at her. "Come play with me!"

I shake my head at her. Unfortunately I'm selfish. I've taken my hate for myself out on her. I've neglected her.

My father and Mika noticed this and took her away from me faster than I could blink. Today is Saturday, which means I get to spend the day with her. I can't even take care of myself, so how in the world can I take care of her?

They moved out in February. With Fortunes help, their house was finished. They no longer needed to stay with me. Though my father wishes they had.

He worries about me. I worry about me. Jacob worries about me. Which is why Jacob stayed. Jacob was afraid that I'd take my life. I would never. I definitely think about it, but I'd never.

"Daddy!" Nola shouts again.

"What?!" I accidentally scream at her in frustration.

She immediately breaks down and runs to her room. Jacob rushes in and starts shouting at me. I just stand there and stare. I can't even hear what he's saying.

All I can hear is Fortune. All I can see is him. I need him.

Jacobs voice eventually sinks in, "...Ezra? I told you I'm taking Nola to dads. Okay?"

Without thinking I freak out. I shove him back toward the living room wall. Picture frames fall to the floor and shatter like my heart.

"Ezra!" Jacob shouts at me as he struggles in my grip.

I let go and storm to the kitchen. I then take every single thing on the counters and smash, throw, or break them in anyway that I can. Jacob looks on in horror as I meltdown.

Eventually I fall to my knees. I fall back and lay on the floor. Then the tears appear. They pour out like never before. Like he had just left me.

"Ezra?" a familiar voice says.

I stop crying and sit up. I don't turn to face them. I know who it is.

Fortune.

I hear him slowly step towards me and then he kneels just beside me.

"I'ma go get some fresh air," Jacob says before heading outside.

"I-I know I'm-" Fortune starts, but I just pounce on him.

I straddle him and kiss him like it's the last time, because it may be. Fortune, unfortunately, pushes me back. He stares at me wide-eyed.

"I'm not going to lie Ezra, I've missed you. But we have to talk before we do anything else, okay?"

I nod.

"Is that Nola crying?" Fortune asks as he pushes me off of him and stands up.

He takes off to her room as I sit on the floor. I smile. Maybe we have a chance.

I then hear a sound behind me. It's crying. A baby.

I turn around and see a carseat sitting by the front door next to Fortunes bags. I slowly stand up and walk towards it.

--Fortunes POV--

Nola was pretty upset, but happy to see me. After ten minutes of crying and laughing she passed out. When I made my way back into the kitchen I found Ezra sitting, leaning against the fridge with Patrick.

"He's a friends," I start as I approach the two.

Ezra looks up and smiles, "he's beautiful."

I smile, "yes he is," I reply as I sit across from him. "She has family issues. So, she can't keep him."

Ezra looks at me worriedly.

"She was going to give him away to some strangers. But I, she knew that we wanted another kid."

Ezra's smile returns.

"He's ours. If you want.."

Ezra looks me in the eyes. His eyes are filled with tears. I'm hoping happy tears.

"I do," he answers.

After a few hours of cleanup and arguing, kissing, and some much needed makeup sex, Ezra and I are back together. We're fine. We've never been better...