Chloe POV
Once I got the balls to drive again, I made my way home asap. Don't get me wrong, I'm a hard ass bitch. I can fight and cuss people out all day everyday. But I ain't never had nobody try and run me off the road. Like fareal, I coulda died.
When I got in the house I saw my mama and daddy sittin in the living room.
"Oh, y'all home now?" I said rolling my eyes.
"Chloe, sit down. We need to talk to you." my dad said looking all serious.
"What is it now?" I said walking over to the couch.
"Lose the attitude." he said.
"Ma, what y'all want fareal?" I said ignoring him.
"Just listen to your father baby."
"Wassup daddy?" I said focusing back in him.
"Well, your mom has told me about this little boy you been running around with for the past couple months. I haven't met this boy at all. You ain't been home much, you been fighting, running around here with that smart ass mouth you got. I don't think Michael is right for you." he said.
"Excuse me? Let's get a few things straight real quick. First, who are you to tell me who I can't be with when you never here? You always gone out of town or something. You don't know nothin about Michael. How you go meet somebody when you home one day out of the month? Come on now. And then, you talking about me having a smart mouth but I only talk to you like this because of how you treat me. You talk to me like I'm some stupid ass little girl. You never here. Ion talk to mommy like this. Don't try and tell me who good for me. Don't forget I'm 18. Oh wait, you probably did forget considering the fact that you wasn't here for my birthday." I said standing up.
He just drained my whole entire soul. Who the fuck is he to tell me that Michael ain't good for me? He don't even know him.
"Chloe, you better watch that tone. Now like I said before, I don't think he is good for you." he said standing up.
"And I don't care what you think! I love him, mommy like him and that's all that matter to me! Stop tryna act like a daddy now and stick to what you do best, buying shit and goin out of town." I said walking up the stairs.
This wasn't my day. First I almost get my ass killed and then my sperm donor wanna try and act like a father now. He a little too late. I'm eighteen now. He can take his opinion about Michael and shove it up his ass because I don't care.
When I got to my room I sat on my bed and tried calling Michael again.
He answered.
"Clo, you blowin my phone up. Wassup? I told you I got this meeting." he said sounding annoyed.
"Well damn my bad. I just wanted to tell you that I almost died today on the highway and my daddy don't want me to be wit you but go ahead and get back to yo meeting." I said hanging up.
He just zoned me out. Go get a attitude with me because I had to talk to him. Fuck outta here. I ain't in the mood.
Michael tried calling back but I just ignored his calls and started my homework. This was the last week before break and I'm tryna make sure all my grades straight before we out.
Michael and Chris was leaving for they radio tour this weekend too. I was sad but it wasn't nothing I could do. If I could go with them I would but my mama ain't go let me.
After I finished my homework I tried to think about the incident that happened. It could have been Marco and his people but then again it coulda been Jasmine and her people. Ion know, but I can't wait til I find out because they ass dead. You don't do no shit like that. Ion care how mad you are, you don't try and kill nobody.
