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Chapter 53:
Micah Grayson
The drive home for Micah was one that consisted of a lot of thinking and self evaluation. He'd come so far on his journey only to be back on the road to destruction. His redemption was moving backwards.
Thinking about Cassie and Maddox gave him hope, but all the hope in the world couldn't right his wrongs.
She said you're my everything
I love you through everything
I done did everything to her
She forgave me for everything, this a forever thing
Hate that I treated her like it's a whatever thing
Trust me girl, this shit is everything to me
She from the Jungle, she from the Jungle
I take somebody elses car, drive it undercover
This shit is everything to me, this shit is everything
Don't know where we stand, I used to hit you bout everything
Are we still good? Are we still good?
Are we still good? Are we still good?
If I need to talk are you around?
Are you down for the cause?
Are you down? Are you down? Are you down?
Are you down for the cause?
Are you down? Are you down? Are you down?
Are you down for the cause?
You still down? You still down? You still down?Listening to Drake's Jungle Micah drive recklessly down the quiet interstate.
After his visit with Eve he took his time going back home. Instead he went to the bridge and contemplated jumping off. He thought about the feeling of his body plummeting toward his demise. It actually gave him comfort. The comfort of knowing that all his worries were behind him and there was nothing in front of him but space to fall deeper in depth.
Grabbing his ringing phone from his pocket Micah glanced at the picture of he and Cassie that flashed on the screen. The picture was before Maddox. Cassie stood in front of him smiling at the camera while Micah had his chin resting on her neck with his arms around her looking at her smile instead of the camera.
"Yea?" Micah said into the phone pressing it to his ear as he turned the music down.
"Babe where are you? I miss you. You've been gone all day. It's getting dark outside." Cassie whined.
"My bad I'm headed that way. Did Maya and Derrick come get Max?" Micah questioned.
He'd texted them earlier and asked if they could watch their God son so he and Cassie could be alone for the night. Of course they didn't mind. They loved when they got the chance to be parents and then give the baby back when they got tired.
"Yes and I'm lonely. I'm miss my toota already. He stood by hisself with no help today. Did you get that video?"
"Yea got it mama. Look I'm up the street. You hungry?"
"Starving." Cassie sighed dramatically.
"Imma stop and get us something then I'm pulling up aight?"
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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...