2 Different People, 2 Different Passions Going Down The Drain.
Michael Can't Cope With Losing Drea. Feeling Like His World Is Coming Down And That Everyone Is Against Him, He Decided To Quit Boxing And Eventually Starts Going Back To His Old Ways.
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I Can Not Believe How Extra Michael Is Being. The Only Reason I Did That Was Because As Of Now Me And Michael Aren't Together And I Don't Want That Rumor Going Around. I Honestly Am Still Not Used To Be 'Famous' And I Forget That I'm Around Famous People So When I Saw People Taking Pictures It Threw Me Off But Whatever. I Definitely Am Going To Sleep My Ass On This Couch Tonight But I Really Don't Care. Keena Came Out Of Her And Chad's Room And Sat On The Couch Next To Me.
"You Want Me To Go In There And Beat Him Up?" She Asked In A Baby Voice.
"No."
"Can I At Least Slap Him?"
"Keena Stop, I'm Not In The Mood."
"I'm Being Serious."
"Can You Not Right Now."
"Okay Okay, Calm Down."
"I Just...I Ain't Even Do Shit."
"What The Hell Was He Even Mad About."
"Earlier When We Left To Go For The Boat Cruise I Saw People Taking Pictures And I Let His Hand Go. He Felt Like I Was Embarrassed To Be Seen With Him Or Something. Then When Me And Tasha Was Talking To That Designer Dude He Felt Like I Was Disrespecting Him By 'Flirting' In His Face."
Keena Rolled Her Eyes. "Niggas Are So Sensitive. Matter Of Fact, Get Dressed, We Finna Go To A Bar. Just Me And You."
"But-"
"No Buts, Do It." She Got Up And Went Into Her And Chads Room.
I Grabbed An Outfit Out Of My Bag And Got Up And Went To Knock On The Door.
"Can You Let Me In, I Need To Take A Shower." I Said With Attitude Just Pouring Out Of Me.
A Few Second Later The Door Opened And Michael Just Stared Down At Me Before Walking Back Over To The Bed And Laying Down. He Picked Up His Phone And Started Watching Some Video As I Went Into The Bathroom To Take My Shower. Once I Was Done, I Lotioned My Body Down. I Fluffed Up My Curly Afro Before Putting My Clothes On. I Did My Make Up And Checked Myself In The Mirror. I Do Look Nice If I Say So Myself.
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I Walked Out Of The Bathroom And Michael Was Just Staring At Me. I Knew He Wanted To Ask Where I Was Going But I Also Knew That He Knew Better. When I Walked Out Of The Room I Saw Chad Picking Up My Stuff.
"What Are You Doing?" I Asked.
"Moving Your Stuff Into The Room. I'll Take The Couch. Also I'll Talk To Mike."
"You Don't Have To Do That."
"Yes I Do. The Nigga Has Lost His Mind And As One Of His Bestfriends I Need To Talk To Him Whether He Want To Hear It Or Not."
"Well Thank You, But Chad I'm Fine Sleeping Out Here."
"And What Kind Of Man Would I Be To Let That Happen. I Gotchu Lil Bit."
