SELFISH •L.B•

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NOBODY

"Three months. You have three months to clean your shit up and maybe just maybe, I'll consider it. But you have to break up with Ana before then because I'm done being your side chick."

It took Mariah five minutes to finally come to a conclusion. She wanted to see that physical change in his attitude before she even considered giving him another chance.

She knew she couldn't just blindly say yes, that's how he got her last time. So she'd make him wait, and if he was truly serious about being with her he'd do what she wants.

However, before he could even respond, the door opened once more. But this time in walked an angry Dmo. As soon as he saw his niece in the hospital bed and the boy who put her there in the same room as her, he lost it.

Dmo hurled towards Melo and began throwing punches left and right. He couldn't believe what he saw in that video.

LaMelo didn't even try to fight back. He knew he deserved every hit that was coming at him. While Mari sat there in shock, Lavar and Jermaine came back into the room to pull Dmo off Melo.

Dmo- Oooh, you're so fucking lucky this strong ass nigga has me. Cause I'll kill you.

Lavar- Dmo calm down.

Darren stopped struggling for just a second, to look at Lavar like he said the stupidest thing ever.

Dmo- Calm down?? Your son just put the closest thing I'll ever have to a daughter in this hospital bed, and you want me to CALM DOWN? Are you fucking insane?!

He'd never been this mad in his entire life. How dare Lavar tell him to calm down?

Mariah- He just wanted to apologize D. I'm fine.

The older male quickly urned his attention towards Mariah, and scrunched up his face. Was she actually serious?

Dmo- Fine? Mariah, that nigga put you in the E.R, and you're out here defending him?! The fuck is wrong with you? Do you know how disappointed your father would be in you?

Ouch. Pulling the father card. That's low, Mari thought to herself.

Mariah- No actually, I wouldn't. Because I don't even remember him.

She wasn't even three days old when her father died, and he hadn't even been there for her birth.

Dmo- He'd be real disappointed.

Mariah- Well, your mother would be even more disappointed once I tell her how you let CPS send me to Lavar instead of her.

With that, Dmo shut his mouth. This whole time her grandmother thought she'd been living with Darren and that she moved out at eighteen, when in fact it was quite the opposite.

Dmo- Touché. You got that.

Mariah- Now please, you're getting too old to be fighting him anyways.

Melo- On God, leave me alone.

Dmo- Nigga shut the fuck up. Wasn't nobody talking to you.

Mari glared at her uncle, and Dmo groaned before apologizing to LaMelo.

Melo- Before I was rudely interrupted, I was gonna say okay. I'll agree.

Mariah- See you in three months?

She asked, folding her arms across her chest, and in return LaMelo nodded his head.

Melo- Three months.

He left the room, making Dmo switch his focused between Melo and Mariah, very confused.

Dmo- What happens in three months?

Mariah- Mind your business, old man.