My Life. My Way. My Mac Miller

Chapter 16

What another he killed a baby.

I looked at Bridget as we stood at the entrance of the plane and seen the tears threating to spill from the corners of her eyes. I didn't know what to do. I looked up at Malcolm who was standing next to me and holding my hand.

"We both know that was not what happened!" Malcolm finally spoke but his voice was filled with hurt and sadness.

"Maybe it happened because of all this" Bridget said holding her hands and waving them in the air motioning to Malcolm's stardom.

"No ok this has nothing to do with it so get over it I know it hurts it hurts me to!" Malcolm said as he grabbed my hand harder and dragged me to the end of the plane I didn't know how I am feeling right now what I want to know is why this is the second chick talking about some baby drama!

Malcolm pulled me to the very end of the plane that only had 4 seats. 2 seats facing each other on each side. He took a seat in one and I sat in the one right in front of him.

I looked at him and I realized that he had tears in his eyes. I reached over and grabbed his hand and held it with my hands and looked at him.

"Want to tell me what that was about?" I asked trying not to pressure him it seems like a sore subject.

He just chuckled.

"Bridget, the girl, was my girl friend about 7 months ago. We broke up and a week later she called me telling me she was pregnant. At first I thought she was lying just so I could go back to her." He took a breather" She wasn't we went to the doctor and bam there was a baby. I told her I wouldn't be with her but I would be there for my baby. And I did for the time she was 3 months pregnant when fans found out about her." he stopped and looked down at our hands and then I felt a tear drop on my hand.

"We were leaving the doctors office when we were attacked by Paparazzi we both rushed into the car they didn't know she was pregnant but, they trapped the car once we got out of there she was mad that they found the doctors office. We were arguing. We drove down the highway and I was driving when I noticed a paparazzi van behind us I tried to shake them but in the process I hit a tuck and she lost the baby. She didn't blame me but blamed me being famous." He stopped and looked up to I didn't notice I had tears running down my face until Mac slowly picked his hand up and wiped them away but kept his hand on my cheek.

"I am so sorry for being a bitch to her." I said feeling bad about pulling her hand.

"Don't be I don't want you to be I don't want you to cry neither because it wasn't your fault or has anything to do with you." He said whipping away my tears and holding my face.

"Hey we kinda have to introduce you to my parents." He said as he chuckled and got up.

"Wait aren't we suppose to sit while the plane is taking off" I said pulling him back and he landed in the seat and laughed.

"Malcolm I love you." I said as he sat down and pulled out his phone.

"Yeah I love you to." he said as he looked at me and winked.

"Ha hey besides where are we going." I said as He just looked out the window like something was on his mind.

"Oh yeah were just going Florida, working our was up north then to the east." He said distantly. What the hell just a minute ago he was winking at me and now this.

All because he looked at his phone.

"Hey you looked at your phone what happened." I asked just looking out the window we still haven't taken off.

"Ohh just a couple of texts. Why nothing babe??" He said as if he knew something was up.

"nothing." I said being distant just as he was being towards me.