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Chapter 5: Finding Grace

"What tha fuck you mean you aborted tha baby?! That wasn't your choice to make alone, Lonnie!" Michael yells at Lonnie as she stands there.

He hadn't seen his own girlfriend in three weeks and then she shows up out of the blow saying how she was pregnant and had an abortion. After three weeks and never did decide to call Michael or let anyone know where she was going and how long she would be going. For the pass three weeks that's all Michael has been doing is worrying.

"Michael we're too young to try and have kids. We're only seven teen years old. Do you expect us to raise a fuckin' child?! For christ sakes you have the most dangerous 'job' in this fuckin' work and you talkin' 'bout a damn child." Lonnie yells back throwing up her hands.

"I woulda quit! I woulda gotta real job! But you jus' ruined that shit!"

"Wit tha record you got Mike how was you gonna get a real job? Huh? Who in the hell in their right mind would marry someone wit yo track record? Niggas like you don't get a second chance!"

That actually hurt Michael. He always thought a girlfriend was supposed to be supportive. Not constantly bring him down and that's what Lonnie was doing but he couldn't help but actually love her and care for her but right now he couldn't even look at her anymore. He couldn't even say another word to her. He just grabs his keys and leaves out of the apartment slamming the door behind him.

Michael's eyes flash open when the banging on his door gets louder. He picks up his phone that's charging next to him looking at the time. It was close to four in the morning. Angry as hell, Michael sits up, already thinking of ways to kill whoever was at his front door.

Michael looks through the peephole to see Semaj on the other side looking around and rubbing her arms trying to stay warm. All she had on were sweatpants and a long sleeve pajama shirt and that was barely keeping her warm considering there was snow on the ground.

Michael opens the door quickly pulling her inside making her squeal but she quickly shuts up. He kicks the door closed with his foot and locks it before looking back over at her.

"Whatchu doin' here?"

"Have you seen simone?"

Michael raises his eyebrows. "Nah, I ain't seen her. Why?"

"Well she was supposed to go to a sleepover but she left her tolietries bag so I was going to take it to her but when I called where she was supposed to be at the girls told me she had left. That she was a big crybaby. I've been looking for her for hours and I haven't seen her. I thought maybe she'd show up here since she seem's to like you so much." Semaj explains shrugging.

"Well nah she ain't here."

"Oh OK thanks." Semaj turns to walk back out the front door but Michael grabs her elbow.

"Jus' hol' up and let me put on somethin' an I guess i can help you look."

Semaj had been trying to ignore the fact that Michael was shirtless with only a pair of sweat pants on the entire time he had been standing there. She was suprised she could talk without stuttering like an idiot. Semaj just nods her head and Michael walks away going to go and put on some actual clothes. When he comes back he had grabbed a jacket for her to wear.

"What is this for?" She asks dumbly and regrets it a second later.

"Its for you ta put on since you ain't have sense to put on one before you left tha house."

"Oh" Semaj mumbles. "Thanks."

They were riding around in Michael's four to almost five o'clock with still no sign of Simone anywhere. That's when Semaj begin to become nervous. What was she supposed to tell her parents when they came home after Christmas? What was she going to tell them when they asked to speak to Simone when they called? Semaj knew she was dead meet for sure.