•Drea•
"Michael Seriously! What The Fuck Is Wrong With You?!" I Yelled As Me And Michael Were About To Get Into Another Fight.
"Damn Drea Calm Down, I Didn't Mean To."
"Michael This Dress Was New, It Cost Me $100!"
"Well Maybe Yo Ass Shouldn't Be Paying $100 For No Fucking Dress."
"Excuse Me, Says The Nigga Who- You Know What, Fine I Guess I'm Staying In."
"You Don't Need To Wear That Little Ass Dress Outside Anyways. Who You Tryna Impress."
"I Thought It Would Be Nice To Go Out With My Friends But You Wanna Be Childish."
"I'm Childish? Me? But You Wanna Go Outside Dressed Like Somebody's Hoe Ass Side Piece!"
My Mouth Dropped. I Know Good And Damn Well He Ain't Talking To Me.
"Get Out."
"Drea, I Didn't Mean That."
"Get Out Michael!"
"Baby Wait." He Said Trying To Grab My Hand.
I Snatched Away From Him Quickly.
"Michael." I Said Calmly. "Get Out. Just Go."
"Fine."
He Snatched Up His Stuff, Put His Shoes On And Then Left. I FaceTimed Keena Right Away.
"Hello." She Said As I Could See She Was Still Doing Her Make Up.
"Bitch The Night Is Cancelled. We Not Going Anymore."
She Looked Into The Camera Hard "Why!?"
"Me And Michael Just Got Into An Argument."
"Another One?"
"Yeah And He Ripped My Fucking Dress."
She Gasped. "Chad!"
At The Moment Keena Was At Chads House. They've Been Talking For The Past Month And A Half And She Stayed Over His House Last Night.
"Wassup."
"Keena No!" I Said.
"Nah Imma Tell Him Cause He Need To Get His Boy In Check. Chad Yo Friend Over There Ripping Dresses And Shit."
Chad Picked Up Keena's Phone. "What Happened Sis?"
"Michael Got Mad About The Dress I Decided To Wear And We Got Into An Argument."
"This Like Y'all 4th Argument This Month. Want Me To Talk To Him?"
"I'd Rather You Not. I Don't Wanna Pull Y'all Into This."
"Plus I Thought He Was Suppose To Be Going Back To Church, Yunno, Since The Charge Has Been Dropped."
"That Shit Flew Out The Window After Our First Argument."
"Where Is He Now?"
"I Made Him Get Out."
"Well Sis Don't Cancel Your Night. All The Hard Work You Do With Those Girls And With The Classes About To Start You Deserve A Night Out. Just Find Something Else To Wear."
"Thanks Bro." I Hung Up And Went Back Upstairs.
I Found A Different Dress To Put On And Then Went Downstairs To See If Marcus And Sam Were Ready. Marcus Answered The Door And Was Giving Me A Look I'd Never Seen Before.
"Um You Good?" I Asked.
"No Are You Good?"
Sam Pulled Marcus Back. "Girl, We Heard Y'all Arguing. I Had To Calm Him Down So He Wouldn't Come Out The Room Wilding."
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The Boxer And The Dancer (Michael B. Jordan)
FanfictionTwo Different People, Two Different Passions, One Goal. Finding Their Place.