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Chapter 19: Can't Turn a Dog Into a Husband

---- Semaj's POV ----

I had just got done cleaning the kitchen when I heard two car doors close and then Kearstons loud laughter. I quickly peak through the kitchen window seeing Kearston and Lina, walking up the path engaged in some sort of conversation.

Oh, snap.

"Since Tasha talked to you yesterday I'm sure she gon be poppin' up on me pretty soon." Michael says behind and I jump turning around as he stands there leaning against the wall.

"What has you so jumpy?" He asks with a cocked eyebrow.

I couldn't even answer before there were knocks on the door.

"Who is that?" Michael asks peeping around the corner.

"It's Kearston and Lina. I don't know what they're doing here but I don't feel like hearing their mouths so just go back in the room and stay put until they leave. Okay?"

"Why? And you know damn well they ain't gon leave right away."

He was right, I didn't want him to be, but he was.

"They always have something to say. They think you're bad for me and that you're the last person I should be dating. They just think you're the baddest guy in the world. And if they find out that you've been here overnight then they'll be all over me. They'd be all over you too." Now I was pushing on his chest trying to get him out of the kitchen but he grabs my wrist and and twirls me and now I'm against the wall.

"Lemme break three things down to ya. One, my car is outside so either they know I'm here or they know that somebody is here. Two, I don't give a fuck what Kearston and Lina gotta say to me. I know how to ignore they nosey ass. And three, you're seventeen, damn near eighteen, and last I checked they were yo cousins not ya parents. Wit that bein said I wantchu to put on yo big girl panties and start not givin' a fuck 'bout what they gotta say because that shit is irrelevant."

He pauses and I figure he's waiting for a gesture so I just nod my head licking my lips.

"They can say whateva the hell they want but at the end of the day it's yo decision and letting them influence you is gon fuck you up in the long run. Listen to me 'cuz I've been there and done that. Ight?" Michael says raising an eyebrow and I nod my head again.

"Cool" He licks his lips making butterflies invade in my stomach and then releases me. "Now you can answer the door."

He releases me before walking towards the back rooms and I make my way to the front of door that Kearston was still banging on. I unlock it, opening it, and her and Lina fold their arms giving me meanmug looks.

"What took yo ass so long to get to the door?" Kearston asks me walking in.

"And who's car is that outside?" Lina asks following right behind Kearston.

"What are you two doing here?" I ask switching the subject.

I was just trying to get them off of wondering who was here since it was obvious they didn't recognize it to be Michael's.

I close the door and lock it following them into the living room where they both take a seat on the couch.

"Where's Simone?" Lina asks looking over at me as I sit in a chair.

"She's over Michael's mom's house."

"Oh really?" Kearston asks me as her and Lina nudge shoulders. "So she's gettin' close to the Jackson family? Wait-- you've already met his mother?"

"Where have you been?" I ask looking over at her. "I met his mother on Christmas."

"Chilleee, what?!" Lina asks in obvious disbelief.