Fortune
Chapt. 6
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Morgan-Riley Hurst
"What's up?" Michael greeted me.
"I should be asking you that," I spoke with a small smile.
"Why, what you mean," he laughed and rubbed a finger across his bottom lip.
"How're things with you and So?"
He dropped his head and shook it, making me bust out laughing. "That bad?"
"Nah, man. It ain't bad at all, she just fuckin' crazy. How the hell I do this shit man," he started picking food off my plate.
"What you mean she crazy," I laughed again. "It can't be that bad."
"Aight, so a couple weeks ago we went on this lil' date thing, right? I asked her what she wanted to eat, she ain't answer me. So I suggested McDonald's. Mind you now, I'm saving the real sweet expensive shit for like an actual date night or whatever. She all like, 'I can't even get Zaxby's Michael? You so rude!'" He had this whole female voice going and I couldn't help but laugh again. "Then she goes, 'okay, Michael. That's fine. Take to me to McDonald's'. She know Zaxby's wasn't nowhere near. She wasn't really expecting me to take her there. So we get to McDonald's and she got an attitude. I'm like 'what the fuck wrong witchu' dude? You said you wanted McDonald's'. Her crazy ass says, 'that didn't mean bring me here'. I ain't ever been more confused in my life, Morgan."
I felt so bad for laughing because he really was confused, but it is so funny to me. "Y'all are so cute!"
"Ain't shit cute about her lunatic ass," he shook his head and laughed. "How you and Chris?"
"Uh, we aight, I guess. We just vibing for right now."
It's true. We are just vibing right now. I moved to Virginia a couple weeks before school started and I met Chris on the first day, back in August. So it's been about 4 months. It's a early December.
Michael cocked an eyebrow. "Vibing like how?"
"Chilling, laying up, texting, I don't know," I shrug. "We ain't on no Jay and Bey type shit. Just taking it one day at a time."
"Ain't nobody on that Jay and Bey shit like Jay and Bey. It's like them niggas be in a whole other world."
Before I could respond there was a loud noise coming from the front of the Zaxby's we were at. All I could hear was 'oh, shit' and 'I'm calling the police'.
"Fuck you say, bruh," was all I heard and I knew it was Chris.
"Michael, that's Chris! Go get him," I started panicking. "Michael! Please go get him," I pushed him.
Michael was a skinny lil' thing, but he managed to get Chris away from the fight with the help from a couple of other dudes.
Chris was pissed. Like I have never seen him like this before. He was all red in the face. The only mark he had was his busted lip. His breathing was fast and he was tensed as a bitch. Baby was looking sexy in his pissed state.
"Hurry up and call Keeis. Chris 'bout to overpower my lil' ass," Michael yelled at me from across the restaurant.
The situation was too serious for me to laugh at that. He told me to stay where I was and that's exactly what I was doing. I am not about to put myself in harm's way because Chris looked like he was about to black out.
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