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Chapter 28: For the Love of God Pt. I

Michael hated laying on this Oakwood colored seat. He was currently in one of his therapy sessions. Just like Tasha had extended his anger management, she had extended his therapy. He could deal with the anger management but the therapy often irritated him. He hated getting down to his personal business, he felt as if his doctor didn't have to know all the stuff he was currently going through or went through. People constantly tell him to let go of the past, but he can't do that if he's constantly asked about.

".... So her parents have forbidden her from contacting you and seeing you? For how long did you say?" Renee asks.

Miracle Renee-Belford, but she mostly went by Renee; is a forty-three year old woman and one of the best phycologist in the state of Louisiana. She does good and what she does and nine out of ten of her clients always feel secure, safe, and free when coming to her office but Michael was that part of one out of ten that just thought her sessions were too demanding, stupid, and got too personal.

She had shoulder length brown hair when it was down, which wasn't too often. She often wore it in tight strawberry curls. She was free of any hardcore makeup. Soft brown skin and stood at the average height of a woman. Very slim, with a wide smile and googly eyes that hid behind her glasses.

"They ain't give no time limit or nothin' like that." Michael explains shaking his head. "Which is stupid as shit? I ain't no murderer or nothin, I just dun made some bad decisions and her parents holdin' that shit ova my head." Michael runs his hands over his face in frustration and then puts them back behind his head.

"How does it make you feel?" Michael hated this question with a passion but he just takes deep breaths trying to put to use what he learned in anger management. Thinking of Semaj while counting to ten had managed to be remedy for calming down and he did just that before sitting up and leaning over on his knees preparing to ask the question.

"It pisses me the hell off a'ight? Being away from her like this can actually make a nigga go crazy y'know? I mean I don't even think I felt this way wit Lonnie. Maybe cuz when she wasn't outta runnin' wit niggas, she was up under me. But I don't remember feelin like this about her." Renee smiles and nods her head as Michael explains.

"What does being with Semaj make you realize about Lonnie?"

"That I ain't really have shit wit Lonnie to begin wit. It was just some teenage shit that had too much of an adult life vibe to it, i guess. But I know bein wit Semaj has also made me realize that what Lonnie and I had wasn't shit. It wasn't nothin real but wit Semaj.... this is as real as it gets." Michael had begun talking to Renee but as the words flowed through his mouth he was mostly talking to himself.

He had come just to that. He came to that realization that Lonnie wasn't what he thought she was to him. That their relationship wasn't anything real and that he was all sprung over just the thought of having something to call real. Semaj, as well as, Renee, was making him realize that and the relief that begin to pour over him along with the weight that lifted off his shoulders couldn't help but make him slightly smile as his baby crossed his mind.

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Semaj was almost through with a half of the day at school. Since after Christmas break her elective class switched, she was now in drama with Kearston, Lina, and unfortunately Tucker who often would bug her but she had started to get so used to it that ignoring him had become a second nature to her. So far he hadn't come to annoy her but she thought about too soon, and too quick, because the minute the teacher left out of the room Tucker was making his way from his seat over to her.

"Hey there momma" he says winking and biting down on his lip. "Can I have that kiss now?"

"Tucker just because I said you didn't ask for permission, doesn't mean that if you ask me for a kiss I'll give you one because guess what? The answer is going to be no. You know I have a boyfriend and you know who he is, and what he's capable of, so save yourself, and me, some trouble and just leave me alone." Semaj says rolling her eyes before continuing to rewrite her notes from her previous class in a new notebook.