Black Hour Glass | Calliope • MJ | DISCONTINUED!!!!

15. #HoodLove

I am more than pleased with how this chapter turned out. Y'all don't know how hard this was for me to write cuz I've been sitting on this draft for forever. There's so much more I wanted to add but it's already at 6500+ words, but nonetheless i hope you all enjoy. Sorry for the delay!
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I used the key that Michael had copied for me to get into him and Caleb's apartment. I'd been gone for a week, traveling with my mother to go and visit her family in South Carolina, after a death in the family. My father, Caleb, and Michael all had to "work" so they weren't able to go and since I was on summer break I decided to get a change of scenery.

But I missed my man so the minute my mother and I got home I took the car to drive to their place. The apartment was pitch black which was new considering it was only a little after one and then (and their friends) were always up late hanging around like the apartment was a clubhouse or something.

I went to Michael's bedroom on the ground floor sure to be quiet so I could surprise him. I opened the door, seeing the yellow light coming from the bathroom. The shower was going, so I dropped my purse and keys in the corner behind the door like I always did (out of habit), but before I could remove the crew-neck sweatshirt that I was wearing I heard a girlish moan coming from the bed.

"Baby are you finally out of the bathroom?"

"Baby?" My voice was clear as day because I instantly became mad as hell. I quickly flipped on the light and the strawberry blonde in the bed looked scared to death when she saw me and that only fueled my anger more. I couldn't even kick my sneakers off before I was jumping onto the bed and grabbing a handful of her hair as she tried to roll off and onto the floor.

She was screaming for dear life as I kept a good grip on her hair with one hand and used the other to go at her, but I tried to save my energy because once Michael came out of the bathroom I was gonna jump on his ass too, but before blondie could get the ass whooping she deserved I felt an arm wrapping around my waist as it yanked me off the bed.

I squirmed in the hold, but when I caught sight that it was Michael who was holding me I went for him too, but he was fast and jerked me up so quick I didn't even see it coming. He pinned me against the wall and I was so heated, with tears in my eyes, that I couldn't think straight.

"Poppi what the hell?"

But before I could respond the bathroom door jerked open and Caleb stood there with a confused look on his face and a towel wrapped around his waist. That's when I took a good look around the room and realized this was definitely not Michael's bedroom furniture. I looked back at him, and he now had a cocked eyebrow, but still had my arms pinned above my head.

"What the hell goin' on?" Caleb finally asked, looking back and forth between me and Michael and the strawberry blonde that stood in the corner of the room with the sheet pulled over her body and a terrified look on her face.

"I thought this was Michael's room... so, I thought the girl was with Michael and I..."

"And she attacked me!" The girl cried out and I kissed my teeth.

"I did not attack her the way she's making it seem like I attacked her."

Michael finally released me shaking his head as he took a couple of steps back. He turned around to face the girl in the corner and Caleb walked over to his plaything of the month to examine her. I rolled my eyes because the girl was exaggerating. She was squirming around so much I probably didn't even get a lot of hits in.