Chapter 38:Micah Grayson
Walking into the house after completing a stressful day of work Micah was a tad bit irritated to say the least. He'd been there going on two weeks now and today was the first bad day he'd had. Closing the door behind him he greeted both dogs as they ran to his feet to gain his attention. Reaching down to pet them Micah sat his backpack down near the door.
"Hey babe, how was work?" Cassie asked lifting her head up to see an exhausted Micah.
Sitting Indian style on the living room floor in her all in one pajamas, Cassie tried to do her homework while eating a tub of chocolate chip cookie dough. Being pregnant just gave her an excuse to eat like she wanted to and not care.
Walking over to her Micah bent his head down pecking her lips before plopping down on the couch.
"That bad huh?" Cassie asked poking out her bottom lip.
Closing his eyes while slipping off his boots Micah nodded. "I just don't like people man. They don't do nothing to me in particular I just don't like being around them. I be uncomfortable as hell. Today was one of them days when I had to endure a crowd of people for a long period of time and it aggravated me. Felt like everybody was judging a nigga."
"Awe honey." Cassie cooed straddling his lap and cupping his face. "You're just not use to it yet and that's understandable, but you have to stop belittling yourself. Those people know nothing about you to judge you. Most of the time you create the problem in your head."
"I can't help it." Micah shrugged. "Other than that though it was straight. I did my first floor plan sketch today with Steven. It was cool." Micah said changing the subject from his personal struggles.
He was trying to change all around, but some things couldn't be changed in a day. He needed time to overcome what he'd went so long dealing with.
"Well I'm happy for you." Cassie beamed running her hand over his hair.
Biting his lip Micah gripped her waist. "How my baby been today?"
"She's been good. Didn't give me any trouble with throwing up and still fits perfectly into my favorite jeans."Cassie said playfully popping her collar.
"Him, and that's good. What about my big baby?"
"Her and I just went to class nothing special. Oh and I was suppose to have lunch with Mya, but I still haven't told her about the baby so I canceled. I'm such a terrible best friend." Cassie pouted playing with her hands.
"Ain't gone have to tell her in a minute. Yo stomach gone speak for you." Micah said chuckling. "But why you ain't told her about the baby? You ashamed to be having my baby or something? You embarrassed to be pregnant by me or some shit?"
Scrunching up her face Cassie scoffed. "What the hell type of question is that? You know better. You get on my nerves when you do that. I haven't told her yet because I wanted us both to tell everybody together in a cute way. You just blew it." Cassie said getting off of his lap and attempting to leave the living room.
"Bring yo ass back over here girl." Micah called out after her as Cassie continued walking off making her way up the stairs.
"So you just gone keep going when I told you to come the fuck back?" Micah questioned aloud licking over his lips. "Bet."
Getting up from the couch Micah made his way up the stairs. Finally reaching the room he saw Cassie sitting up in the bed looking pissed.
Leaning against the door frame he just stared at her. "So yo ears broke or some shit? You ain't hear me tell you to bring yo ass the fuck back a minute ago?"
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FanfictionMicah Grayson has had a dark cloud over him since the day he was born. His parents said he was their bad luck. After getting himself into a slew of trouble over the years he wounded up in a mental health facility for his ongoing problematic behavior...