*Yuli's Point Of View*
I can't wipe smirk off my face. Marilyn fiddles with her hands nervously. I descreatly poke her to talk. "Uhh hi I'm Marilyn, may I help you?", Channing smiles. "Yes if you font mind, Can I borrow your sauce? I don't have any", She braces a nervous smile and nods. I pass her the sauce he asked for, never letting my smirk leave my face. "Thank-you... Marilyn, Oh hello to you too I don't think I got your name", He said reaching his free hand out for me to shake. "Hello my name is Yuli", I said shaking his hand. He again nods letting go. "Oh and may I ask the name of the little one. He questioned pointing to my steadily growing stomach. I look down and rub it. "Uhh I actually can't know until next month", I stated proudly. "Ahh I see well congratulations", "Thank-you", He turns his gaze to Marilyn, who was still looking like a nervous school girl. "Thanks again for the sauce and have a nice lunch", "You're welcome", She said softly. He gives one last smile before walking back to his table. Once he was out of proximity of our table I light hit Marilyn's hand. "Ow! Why are you hitting me?", She exclaimed like a small child. I shake my head. "You are totally crushing right now", She furrows her eyebrows in confusion. "What makes you say that?", I lean back in my chair and sip at my tea. "I don't know... just a hunch", I teased. She waves me off with her hand. "Whatever Yuli. Look I need to stop by Michael's in an hour. I need to apologize", I let out a sigh. "Maybe you should just wait, I wouldn't want to be talked to after being treated so cruelly ", Marilyn rolls her eye's. "Look it's not my fault..", She starts. I give her a look. "Ok.. so maybe it is. What can I do to fix it? I don't want to be that mean just want him to know things can't be fixed so easily", "All I can tell you is you are up for war,.Michael doesn't give up so easily we all know this, But hey for now try something new... like Channing", "Yuli no I'm not up for dating I'm still married", I sigh. "And to whom might I ask?", She looks at her ring finger twiddling with the ring. "I don't know... ", She responded softly. I rub her hand with my thumb. "Time to try something new girly ", After another minute of silence I decide to take matter's into my own hands. "watch this", I whispered to myself. I stroll right over to the other side. "Hey there... I think my friend here needs some company... ",...
*Michael's Point Of View*
After a weekend full of mental and emotional healing I can honestly say I'm partially happy again. I still have cracks to deal with but overall I'm happy. Tonight I have the place to myself. Jasmine is at a sleepover, Brandon is with Marilyn, Dylan is at Marilyn's mothers house. I hate being alone in the house nowadays. It feels like I'm unwanted. Which is another thing I hate, because it leads to her. I never thought I could stoop this low. I have definitely turned into Joseph 2.0; it's scary. I stare at my cell contiplating with myself. Should I call and feel guilty later? In my moments of loneliness I always find myself in the same moment of arousal. It's crazy. Maybe I'm crazy? I sigh deeply. I think I'll stick this one out and do it myself. I hop off the couch in search of paper inspiration. Thirty minutes past before I admit failure. Just as I'm plopping on the couch my phone vibrates. Someone's calling me. I sigh before answering.
*"Hey baby, Want to come over?",...
To Be Continued....
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A Million Way's To Love You™ (On The Line) ♥ Book 4✔️
FanfictionHow Do You fix what's broken, when the pieces have vanished? Michael and Marilyn have been through thick and thin together. From every saint to every sin. They stuck. But one choice makes all that they fought for deteriorate. How will the once bloo...
