You're pregnant by who?!

~23~

Mya drove to the address she had written down and parked her car in front of an apartment building. It was a tall, decent looking brick building with many different windows, and a sign on the front of it, letting passerbys know that there were apartments available to rent. She turned off her car and climbed out of it, putting her knife sheath on her belt loop, covering it up with her jacket. She walked up to the door and stepped inside, before looking around in the lobby area. It was a bit aged, but clean, and had a table and some office chairs in it.

'Hm…not too bad so far, but that could just be for show,' Mya thought, before walking over to a wooden door that said Leasing Office on the front of it. She reached up and knocked on the door, hearing someone talking on the other side of it. The talking stopped for a bit, before the voice called.

"Come in!" Mya opened the door and stood in the doorway, seeing a large male imp sitting at a large desk, telephone in hand. He looked at Mya, almost surprised to see her. Mya stood there, mirroring his reaction, before throwing her knife, narrowly missing his head. The imp rolled out of his chair, taking cover, before jumping out to hit Mya with a plank of wood. Mya blocked the plank with her arm, breaking it in half, before punching the imp in the face, making him stumble back a little, giving Mya the opportunity to jump on him, wrapping her arms around his neck to choke him. He tried to throw her off by slamming her into walls, knocking down pictures and knick knacks that decorated them. Mya hissed angrily, tightening her grip, as she kicked the back of his leg, making him kneel on the floor. He struggled for a bit, struggling to breathe, before tapping her arm in surrender. Mya let go and walked over to the wall to grab her knife. "You're getting better. Good to see you again, kid."

"You too, Uncle Matt. Been a while," Mya said, panting softly, being a little winded from the scuffle.

"It has. How ya been?" Matt asked, standing back up, before picking up his decorations that fell off of the wall.

"I've been pretty good. Just had a baby a little bit ago, so I'm trying to expand the living space a bit," Mya said.

"You had a kid? Damn, how'd your dad react to that?" Matt asked. "How is Good Old Mason. Haven't seen him since the divorce was finalized."

"He's doing good, work is still coming in, he's good. He took the news very well, he loves his grandson to death. They video call every week while he's at work," Mya said, putting her knife back in her sheath.

"That's great," Matt said. "Would love to meet the little guy."

"Yeah…have you heard from Mom?" Mya asked.

"Ivy? Nah, cut ties with her when your dad did," Matt said. "My sister…if I can even call her that, is unmanageable. You know that sinner left her high and dry, right?"

"What?" Mya looked surprised.

"Yeah, cleared out all of her accounts and disappeared," Matt said.

"Damn, I guess it serves her right. She did fuck Dad over in court," Mya said. "Anyway, about that apartment."

"Oh, right, follow me," Matt said, setting the items he picked up on his desk, before grabbing his key, and leaving the office. Mya nodded and followed him out of the office and over to the elevator. "Elevator works fine, I keep it up and runnin' and fix it when it breaks down, which is a rare occurrence. We do have stairs if you prefer to use that instead," he explained, pressing the elevator button. The two stepped inside, as Matt explained the apartment structure to her. "Rent is due on the first of every month, if you're paying in cash come to the office to drop it off, some fuckers here like to steal. The rent is $1200, but since you're family, we can make it $1100 a month. I will need the first and last month's rent upfront for a security deposit, you know, in case something breaks or whatever. So you can pay that whenever you move in, if you like the place," he explained. Mya nodded, listening to him, as she quietly calculated everything.