For the Road (A Tyga Story)

Yield

Guys, I don't think I ever gave Hathor a last name...

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-Musicislifee

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Time: 5:30 a.m.

Date: Sunday, November 13, 2013

Location: Michael's place

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♚ H A T H O R ♚

Never in a million years did I think I would be leaving my life behind to go live in Puerto Rico with my mother. Before I came here, I was honestly really close to giving up in having a relationship with my mom. I felt like my life was better without her and that Damien and his wife could take the place of the parents I lacked, but now I know that they can't. My mom is my everything, and maybe moving to Puerto Rico and taking a break from all this will be good for us. Lord knows we both need to before one of us has a meltdown. Since we're moving as soon as possible, I'm flying back to New York today to pack up all my stuff, work my last shift at Yummy's, and say bye to everyone that took care of me while I was out there. I swear if it wasn't for them, I probably wouldn't have made it to 18. I love them like family, but my real family will come first so I can't stay. Damien will probably take it harder than it actually is, I mean it's not like I'm staying there forever. I'm going to come back, I don't know when, but I will come back. I'm not at all worried about Yummy's, I'm actually happy that I'm able to quit that place. I hated the skimpy outfits we had to wear, the retarded things we had to say to the horny men that would come in, and the constant bickering between some of the new girls and older girls. There's plenty of things I am going to miss about New York, but there's also plenty things I won't miss about New York.

I haven't told Michael about anything yet, because I'm too afraid. I know me just up and leaving isn't gonna sit right with him, at all. I know he probably felt like he was getting through to me and that I was gonna eventually say yes to being with him on that level, but I wasn't kidding when I said a relationship didn't fit into the lifestyle I want. If he wants me to be happy, he shouldn't take this to heart or get too mad. There's just so many things I need to do before I even consider having a relationship, and that's gonna take more than just a few days. The more I think on this, the more I think I won't ever be ready. Michael is ready to settle down and have a steady relationship, but now that my life is getting back on track, I'm ready to go out and explore, and I need to be single to do that. Hopefully he understands, and maybe, just maybe, when I come back and the feelings are still there for the both of us, we can start a relationship, but until then, I'm single.

My flight is leaving in three hours, so I'm waking Michael up now so we can get our little confrontation out of the way and I can leave. I turned around in his arms and placed a kiss on his lips. He slightly opened his eyes and lifted an eyebrow.

"We gotta talk Michael, wake up." I said softly.

He closed his eyes and I rolled mine.

"Michael get up."

Not a thing. I didn't want to have to say it like this, but I guess I have no choice.

"Michael I'm moving to Puerto Rico on Monday." I stated bluntly.

His eyes popped open and he looked at me confused.