"I asked you a question first and I would like an answer. Why are you coming in so late?" He scratched the back of his head. He was about to reply but I interrupted.
"You don't even need to tell me. You were with Yasmine. That's why your tale coming in at one, almost two in the morning." I stood up and folded my arms.
"You don't even know if I was with her or not so you need to calm that down." He said and I looked at him like he was stupid.
"First of all, a picture is worth a thousand words Michael. Remember that, and second of all, who are you talking to like that? You must be drunk 'cause you ain't talking to me like you stupid." I said stepping closer to him.
"What you mean a picture is worth a thousand words and you think you intimidate me? Did you forget my dad owns a gang? Did you forget that I've seen what the gang life is like? I've had a gun pulled out on me before and I've been shot, I even shot someone. So do you really think you rolling up on me like you my mama is supposed to scare me?" He said as he closed the gap between us.
He's taller than me so I had to look up at him. He looked down at me amused. He think I'm scared of him? Kelsey not scared of any man or any female. He must not know about me. Oh I forgot, he was gone for about two years.
"Michael, I know you were with her. Why not own up to your wrong doings?" I said and rolled my eyes. "You know what, forget you Michael. You can take your stuff and go back to that warehouse you was living in." I started to walk away, but he grabbed my arm and turned me towards him.
"Come on baby don't be like that. I love you Kelsey and I wouldn't do anything like that to hurt you. I hurt you enough when I made you believe I was dead. Please don't do this." He said with a sad face.
"Your mouth is saying one thing, but your eyes are saying another Michael. Look at this picture and tell me it's not you and Yasmine." I handed him the phone and he looked at it. He had no type of emotion. He looked at me then back at the phone. His facial expression said it all. It was him and he knew it.
"Kelsey I-"
"Save it Michael. Since you don't have anywhere to stay, I won't kick you out tonight. I just hope you and the couch become best friends." I said grabbing my phone and walking to the hall closet. I pulled out a big quilt and walked back I'm the living room. He was sitting on the couch with his head in his hands.
It was taking all of my strength and God talking to me in my ear to not hurt him. Wait until the morning though. I got it all planned out. I smirked at the thoughts running through my mind.
"Here." I stood in front of him with the quilt in my hand. He took the quilt but before I could move he pulled me closer to him.
"Please Kelsey, don't leave me. I know what I did was wrong, but I love you. I can't lose you and Miracle again." He put his face in my stomach and wrapped his arms around my waist.
I sighed and tried to get him off of me. "Michael let me go please. I'm tired and I got stuff to do tomorrow."
"Tell me you love me and you won't leave me. Promise me that you won't take MiMi away from me." He was actually crying. When I didn't say anything, he looked up at me with red, glossy eyes. He had tear stains on his cheeks.
I wiped his tears away. "I promise not to take MiMi away from you." I looked down at him and I knew he was waiting for me to tell him I wouldn't leave him. I guess he knew I wasn't gonna say it because he let me go.
I signed. "Michael I love you. Always have and always will. I just can't right now. How do you cheat on me then just expect me to come running back to you with open arms?"
He looked up at me again. "I'm sorry." He said barely a whisper.
"Me too." I said walking upstairs to my room. I locked my room door and went into my bathroom. I put the toilet seat down and cried as quietly as I could so I wouldn't wake up Miracle. How dare he do that to me? How dare he expect me to forgive him with the snap of a finger? I have feelings too. You would give up someone who loves you and would do anything for you just for some "fun" with someone else? I don't understand it. He could have gotten that same "fun" from me. Maybe I'm not good enough for him. I sure couldn't tell it with them tears that was rolling down his cheeks though.
I walked out of the bathroom and climbed back in my bed. MiMi snuggled up against me and I just laid there. I didn't go to sleep. I didn't close my eyes. I didn't cry. I just laid there until I couldn't keep my eyes open anymore, and I fell asleep.
I woke up with a headache. I looked over at munchkin and she was still asleep. I decided to skip school today. To be honest I can't even remember what day it was.
I kissed her cheek before getting out of bed. I walked in the bathroom and looked in the mirror. I looked a hot mess. My curly hair was all over the place and my eyes were puffy and red. I washed my face and brushed my teeth, then walked back into my room. She was still sleep so I decided not to wake her up just yet.
I opened my room door and walked downstairs. Michael was still asleep on the couch. I walked into the kitchen and started to cook us breakfast.
I cooked bacon, eggs with cheese, pancakes that you put in the toaster because I was NOT making home made ones, and good ole grits.
Halfway through cooking, I felt a tug on my shirt. I looked down and saw baby girl rubbing her eyes.
"Good Morning mommy. I'm hungry." She said and I laughed. When isn't she hungry? I kissed her forehead.
"Good Morning baby. The food is almost ready. Go wash your hands while I fix your plate." She turned to walk away and I hit ger butt to make her move faster.
I turned around fixing her plate and arms snaked around my waist. I rolled my eyes and wiggled out of his hold. I put her plate on the table and she came down the steps then sat down.
"Say your grace before you pick up that fork." I said forcefully and she did what I said.
"So you gone fix my plate or nah?" He said. He really think he gone get me back by talking to me like that?
"MiMi, take your plate upstairs to my room and don't come down until I call you, if I even call you to come down okay? No matter what you hear. Don't run up the stairs either 'cause if you drop something, that's gonna be on you little girl."
She did what I said and it was just me and him.
"Sure baby, I'll make your plate." I said so sweetly with a smile. He sat down and rubbed his hands together.
"That's what I'm talking about." He sat down licking his lips. I put a plate on the table and one by one grabbed the food and put it on his plate. The last thing I grabbed was the grits. I put some on his plate.
"Is that enough honey?" I asked and he nodded. "Thanks babe." He said and dug in.
"Nah wait, can I get some more grits." He said with a sly smile and I smirked. I put a little more on his plate, then dumped the rest on his head.
"Aaaaaahhh, what is wrong with you!?" He yelled. I grabbed a skillet and started hitting him with it.
"Cheat on me again I dare you! If you even look at another girl the wrong way ima beat yo tale again." I kept hitting him until my arm got tired. That was a nice game of grit ball. Thank you Madea!
I threw the pot and the pan on the floor near him and he flinched. "Clean this kitchen up before my mama gets home." I said and walked upstairs to my room.
"Mommy what was that noise?" MiMi asked chewing on her bacon when I walked into the room.
"Oh that was just the tv baby." I said turning the tv to Rolie Polie Olie. Don't judge me, but I love that show.
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It's short yes I know , but the next chapter will be longer I truly do promise ! (:
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