Neighborhood. [a MJ/ Mikayla/ Will Smith/ Me😂💀fanfiction]

7

Kennedy

I know I didn't just hear her voice. And I know she wasn't talking boyfriend. Not MY boyfriend.

She sauntered over to the table and sat at our booth. She batted her eyes and smiled at Will.

"Hey, Willy." She said, smiling.

He didn't say anything, just stared at her. She took her finger and rubbed it on his chest. He looked at it in disgust and moved her hand.

"Why are you here?" I asked. She glared at me. Then smiled smugly.

"You didn't tell her, did you?" She asked Will.

"Tell me what?" I asked, narrowing my eyes.

She chuckled, "Oh, sweetie. Me and Will have been...seeing each other a lot recently. If you know what I mean."

I felt my heart shatter, but I forced the tears to stay back.

"Is this true, Will?" I asked, waiting for him to say something so I could believe him and not her.

He never made eye contact with me. I nodded, "I see. Well Karla, if you want him, take him. I'm done."

I got up from the table and started to walk away, when I felt someone grab my arm.

It was Will, "Please don't do this." He said with tears threatening to spill from his eyes. I let a tear drop and shook my head.

"Well, you heard her." She said moving Will's arm from mine and shooing me away. I walked back to the table and punched her in her face.

Blood squirted from her nose as she sputtered. Then she screamed.

I looked at Will one good time and exited the restaurant. I sat outside the restaurant and cried.

I cried because he cheated, I cried because I looked stupid. I cried because I can't believe I trusted him.

Mikayla and Michael ran outside. Mikayla immediately squatted down and hugged me. Michael rubbed my back. I cried into Mikayla's arms.

"What did I do wrong?" I cried.

"You did nothing. That was weak of him." Michael said.

"Do you wanna go home?" Mikayla asked.

I nodded, standing up. We walked to Michael's car.

"Kennedy!" Will called. I turned around hesitantly, but kept my eyes low to the ground.

He ran to me, and grabbed my waist, pulling me into a hug, "Baby, I'm so sorry. Please don't go."

He snuggled and I felt his tears hit my shoulder, which made me cry more. I covered my face.

"Why did you do this?" I said, my voice muffled by my tears.

"She made me." He whispered.

My tears stopped almost immediately and I felt my hurt get replaced with anger.

"She what?" I said, my nostrils flaring.

Tears fell down his face and his voice went hoarse, "She forced me. I went to the store and she saw me and told me that of I didn't do it she was going to expose my insecurities to you. And I didnt want her told that because I was sure you'd leave me. I couldn't take that risk."

I looked into his eyes and saw nothing but sincerity. I was speechless.

"I just had to explain that to you." He said, letting go of me. A dark emptiness took his place. I longed for his arms to be wrapped around me again. "I understand if you still want to leave."

He turned around and started to walk away, his head hanging down. I looked between him and Michael and Mikayla, fresh tears streaming down my face.

Mikayla motioned for me to go after him. I took off in Will's direction.

"Will!" I called. He turned back around, his eyes were red and puffy. I ran faster, I just needed to be in his arms again.

I slammed into his body and wrapped my arms around him, afraid if I let go, he'd leave for good.

I broke down crying again, "Don't leave me."

He raised my face to his, and kissed me. I wrapped my arms around his neck.

So much emotion went into the kiss. It was angry but sentimental, and really sad.

We pulled away and I rested my head on his chest.

"I wanna go home." I choked.

He picked me up and carried me back to Michael's car.

"Will?" I asked.

"Yes?"

"Will you make me mashed potatoes?" I joked. Will chuckled.

"Sure babygirl."

"Wait, really? I was joking but if you want to then-"

"I got you. When we get home." He smiled and pecked my lips.

I snuggled up in his arms and dozed off.