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C H A P T E R 10
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"So I got this feeling, that you and I need this moment,I wantchu' to touch me baby..."
"Mahika? Girl where you've been you left your phone? And why you packing a bag?" Francesca voices behind Mika who she caught shoving clothes in a bag after disappearing for a day.
"I'll be with my dad, for a day or so." She mumbles, going to grab her phone off her dresser.
Fran scrunches her face up, she didn't know the issue with Mika's dad but her friend hasn't mentioned any other family members but her sister and Marilyn.
"Oh...But what about Pedro? Are you coming in to work today?"
"Tell Pedro I was sick. See ya' later Fran." Mika says, grabbing her small bag of necessities and trailing down stairs.
Waiting in front of the house was Darnell's grey car. Mahika slid in the back, before closing the door softly, resisting the urge from breaking it off it's hinges.
"You got everything darling?" He asked, starting the car up.
Cringing a little, Mika nods as she shifts her gaze to the passenger seat. Marilyn sat quite, staring out the window in frustration.
Darnell wanted his family over for lunch at his house. Miandra did not know that her father was back in Detroit after disappearing so she would have to meet them at his home.
Marilyn at first refused to sit at the same table with him and have LuNch but he wasn't taking no for an answer and niether was he letting Mahika go back to living with Francesca anytime soon.
Darnell was able to scare Mika this morning into telling him that she's been living with Fran for nearly a year and that she does drugs. Darnell defiantly didn't like the thought of his youngest daughter in a drug home so he was keeping her a few extra days.
If he wasn't a retired cop, he would have raided Francesca's home by now.
Pulling up in front of his house, the trio exited the car, not saying a word even with Darnell trying to spark up conversation. Mahika wasn't speaking because of the incident last night with her father and Marilyn wasn't talking due to feeling uncomfortable being in Darnell's home.
Marilyn takes in the colourful decor of the home, before her eyes land on a figure sauntering out the kitchen. Mahika sees this aswell, her eyebrows raising slightly.
"Oh, Darnell did say we were to be having company." The beautiful white lady says, smiling as her blue eyes beam.
"And who may you be?" Marilyn asks the over friendly women.
"Oh, I'm Julia. Darnell's -"
"-Help." Darnell cuts in, smiling." It is a big house. Julia helps with cooking and cleaning. Julia, set our plates out." He grits through a smile.
Trying to mask a grown, Julia nods before walking back into the kitchen, beginning to dish out four plates of the macaroni she had cooked.
