*Read "Sweet, Sweet, Calliope" first*
Drug Kingpin's Michael and Caleb figure they have everything they ever wanted and for Caleb that rang true, but for Michael he was missing the one thing he had turned away from five years prior; Caleb's little...
Okay some of this is R-rated but some of y'all freaky-deaky in this comment section anyway, but I digress! + There is a really long flashback in here. ***
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Caleb looked at Michael as he rewired the bootleg alarm system he'd placed in Calliope's apartment. Things were a lot less tense now that the two had made up. Caleb knew that nothing good could actually come from his sister and best friend getting back together just because he knew them both.
Michael expected too much of Calliope and loved her more than she loved him. Calliope loved her freedom more than she did being with Michael and that was evident when she left the first time. Caleb just hoped that maybe things would turn out different for them this time around and that hopefully they could finally have their moment.
He never meant to stand in the way of their happiness or force Michael to choose between them... but he wasn't necessarily the sole reason that Calliope walked way or that Michael let her. The pair wanted each other but they also wanted different things.
Michael dusted his hands on the side of his thighs and looked over at Caleb. His eyebrow hitched and he stepped over the mess on the floor to grab the bottle of water on the end table.
"Something on your mind?" Michael asked, untwisting the cap.
Caleb sucked his teeth as he sat at the kitchen table. "I'm jus' mad curious if you was forreal with all that shit you were talking about understanding Calliope and her wanting to give up the baby."
Michael laughed and his tongue moved across bottom lip. "Yeah... I do understand. Is that shocking or something?"
"So you just gon' to let her give up the baby?"
This time Michael scoffed. "Man you know me better than that. Calliope is out of her damn mind if she thinks I'm going to let her give up my child. I understood where she was coming from, and I even agree, but that don't mean I'm just going to let her give my child away."
Caleb stood up from the table a deep chuckle coming from the depths of his throat. "I knew that shit was too good too be true. When she was tellin' me about it I was shocked as hell. Like I know that ain't Mike."
Michael drank from the opened bottle finishing the half of it before squeezing the plastic in his hand. He exhaled refreshingly and smiled deviously. "You know me, brother."
"So how you going to pull that? I'm just really curious if y'all two supposed to be a thing now."
Michael sat down on the side of the chair. "Supposed? Calliope is mine and she knows that shit. I just let her think she has a choice."
"Now Mike that's my sister so..."
"And who's a better choice than me?" Michael asked lifting his brows and holding out his arms. When Caleb just put up his hands in surrender Michael laughed. "Exactly. Damn, maybe I should've got shot a couple of years ago. If that's all it took for her to come back to me."
