Chapter Nineteen

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I haven't been thinking about Michael at all lately and I was making progress into forgetting about him completely, but how can you forget about someone who brought you so much happiness.
"Smile" my teacher said flashing her camera
Oh yeah, today I'm graduating high school, i know my dad is proud of me, turns out Harvard doesn't except you until your 18 and I'm still 17, but in December the second I turn 18 my dad is sure enough shipping me to Harvard, "I'm real proud of you did I ever tell you that?" My dad chuckled
It was the first time I've seen him smile in a very long time and even better, he laughed, I took the scenery in and playfully pushed my dad "I'm glad you put me through all that trouble did I ever tell you that?" He stopped laughing and shook his head "no, I don't believe you didn't"
"Well I am old Mann but don't get used to me telling you I'm glad you nah at me", he started to laugh again and I cracked a smile, I could get used to this.
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"Jada aunt jewel says she's very proud and she's sending you a gift card to that store you young kids like" my dad said
"Tell her I appreciate it"
I wen into the laundry room and looked at the washer and dryer, I needed my clothes washed but I honestly didn't feel like washing them I went back upstairs into my room and grabbed my clothes basket and went back into the basement,I tripped on a piece of clothing laying around and as I was picking up my clothes I stopped when I saw the good diamonded letter "m"
I examined it, I haven't worn it in so long, I think I even forgot about it. SHIT! Why can't I just fucking forget about this stupid asshole.
I looked at the necklace again and glistened.
I have to call him, I pulled my cell phone out of my pocket and dialed his number, of course I didn't have it saved anymore, but of course I have to call it, it rang about 5 times and he picked up "hello"
His vice sent shivers down my spine
"Mic-Michael it's me, Jada"
"Oh, hey"
I rolled my eyes and thought of something to say I didn't want to be so straight forward but then again I wanted to cut to the chase
"Did you forget about me yet? I sure as hell cant forget about you and I'm praying it's mutual."
It was a long pause and i was convinced he hung up but then he began to talk
"I think about you all the time, everyday, all the time but we just can't be together" he said, after that I heard 3 beeps notifying me he hung up.
Oh fuck you.

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