Baddest || MGK

HABITS

Previously

The next morning I woke up to a strange text message from an anonymous number, once reading it my eyes widened
' Someone broke into your therapist's office... Everything's out '

MARILYN

"Fuck you mean? This is your fucking fault, "this is a good idea Marilyn, therapy's going to be great!" You said, and no the fuck it wasn't now everyone knows my fucking business, I swear to god if you don't fix this shit, I will and then I'll fucking fire you." I yelled at my manager, Steve, everything is fucked up, I'm also in danger apparently, or at least that's what a detective said. 

"Marilyn, I don't know what I can do-"

"Bullshit, you got me into this mess... You better get me out" I yelled walking out of his office and slamming the door,

When I got in my car my thoughts immediately took over my head, I wasn't thinking straight the entire ride home. I feel like my life is crumbling in front of my very eyes, and everyone is getting a front-row seat to see it. Once I arrived in front of my house I noticed an unfamiliar car parked in my driveway, must've been the detective my manager called. I parked my car on the street and walked to my door, once I passed the strange car I noticed its vacancy. I raised an eyebrow and noticed my door slightly ajar.

I quietly pushed my door to see my living room trashed. I went to the closet near my staircase and I heard ruffling on the second floor. My eyes widened, I'm being robbed. "Hello?" I yelled stupidly, taking a note from every white person in a horror movie before they get killed. The ruffling stopped and so did my heart. Quickly I dialed 911 and ran out of the house.

"Hello? Are you there?"

"Yes, I'm Marilyn Rose, I live at 422 good street, there's a robbery in progress at my home" I spoke quickly and hopped in my car,

"Okay I'm sending the police to your house, are you in a safe location?" The lady on the line spoke,

"I'm getting in my car there's a car in my driveway do you want the license plate number?" I asked, I dug in my pockets for my car keys before realizing I forgot them on the table at my door, I silently cursed at myself, what the fuck is wrong with me?

"Yes please, get the number and drive off"

I read her the number and quickly got out of the car, Heading off to my neighbor's house, I quickly knocked on the door and after a moment of waiting for my cheery neighbor opened the door,

 "Amanda can I wait here until the police get to my house someone broke in" I explained, her eyes widened and she nodded,

"Of courses come in sweetie," she stepped aside and ushered me in. I confirmed with the woman that I was in a safe location and was going to call Colson to pick me up. Once he answered I greeted him hurriedly,

"MJ?" Colson spoke, "you good? what happened?" I proceeded to tell him the story and asked him to pick me up, I looked outside the window and could see two police officers approaching my home armed.

"So where are you now?" Colson asked after a minute of silence

"I'm at my neighbor's waiting for the cops to come," I reassured him, "I'm scared Colson, please come get me" I mumbled,

"Okay, I'm coming right now," we hung up and I reached into my bag and pulled out one of my pill bottles, I took the cap off and swallowed the pill dry, I couldn't deal with this sober.

Amanda and I watched from the window as the cops brought out a woman with long black hair, she looked familiar but I couldn't place my finger on it. I let out a sigh of relief once they loaded her in the back of the police cruiser. There was a knock on the door, Amanda and I looked out the window to see that it was a cop. She quickly answered the door. 

I sighed in relief as the officer told me that they got the woman out and did a quick sweep of the house to make sure no other dangers were there, I thanked him multiple times graciously. The cop was even kind enough to bring me into my house and stay with me while I packed a bag, he advised me to stay with someone for the night. I thank the officer one last time as I got into Colson's car. 

As Colson began driving halfway through the trip home the pill I took in Amanda's living room started kicking in, I started asking some stupid shit as I untangled my headphones.

"So whatever happened to the girl that was pregnant? She has all baby yet?" I asked unlocking my phone, the words came out before I could stop myself, Colson stiffened in his seat and his knuckles clenched the steering wheel tighter,

"MJ... We already went over this, that ain't my kid" he snapped, his jaw clenching in the process,

"You sure? The girl looks like me... You could've been high and thought it was me" I suggested not really knowing where I was going with any of what I was saying, I was fucking with him.

"I don't hallucinate on weed MJ,"

"I meant you could have been high off blow," I spoke slowly, his face scrunched up,

"Blow? Fuck I look like? I do that shit once in a blue moon and that's on tour, fuck I look like a coke addict?" Well, that hit me, considering I'm recovering from a horrible cocaine addiction, it hit me hard... I should've kept my mouth shut, but this pill has me fucked up.  Colson looked at me with regret in his eyes "MJ... I'm- I didn't mean it like that.." He reached for my hand, I snatched it away,

"Whatever" I spoke putting my headphones in my ears before playing pandora.

when we got to Colson's house I made my way straight to the guest room, I filled the bathtub with boiling hot water and soap, pulled off all of my clothes, and got in. I stared at the wooden box that was sticking out of my purse, I leaned over to get it right as Colson came into the bathroom. 

I didn't flinch when the door shot open, I only opened the box and pulled out a pre-rolled blunt, Colson sighed as he watched me, the bubbles doing nothing to conceal my naked body. He pulled his gaze away from my body and up to my lips as I placed the blunt between them and lit it,

"Your already high as fuck off whatever you took before I got you, do you really need to smoke?" He asked running his hand through his growing hair,

"It's better than sniffing coke, right?" I laughed blowing some of the smoke out, "listen, the whole world knows about my drug problems, my stripping career, my fucking miscarriage, me dropping out, my fucked up emotional state, our relationship problems, and everything else I told my stupid therapist, you don't know what I'm going through, don't sit here and tell me I'm too high, right now I'm trying to keep a grasp on whatever bit of sanity that's left, I'm thankful for everything you've done for me in the past few days Colson, honestly, but right now I need you to let me be, I'll be out of your hair tomorrow. I'm sorry I even had to come here and be a burden. " I took another pull of the blunt and sunk deeper into the bath.

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Merry Christmas, I hoped you like your little present. I'm trying to make these updates closer together than they were before, and I'm also trying to make this book a lot less cringeworthy than was. Nonetheless, I hoped you like this update, I'll try to update again as soon as I can, and I'm more than thankful for 29k reads. But as always,

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-Jay 😊