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"It doesn't matter, Megan! You can't keep disobeying me like this! You act like you don't wanna be a part of this family!" My father, Jason, yelled at me at the top of his lungs, standing in the middle of the decked out kitchen.
"I don't! I'm so tired of this stupid ass shit, daddy, why can't you let me make my own decisions?!" I yelled back at him, tears filling my eyes.
"Tired of what exactly? You damn sure ain't tired of bein' entitled to anything. Like that Hermes bag attached to your hand, those shopping sprees in Versace, and those expensive ass vacations. You tired of that?!" My daddy yelled, looking me up and down.
"You and Hermione wanted this! I didn't! Ever since my mama died, you just focus yourself on her. And I'm not going to ISU!" I glared at his wife as she marched into the kitchen, interrupting me and my dad's argument.
I sighed as I looked at the wedding picture of Hermione and my dad.
It was like my mother never existed. Like she was replaced by my stepmother.
And yes, Hermione was trying with me. And I did commend her for that, but it could never be the same.
I wanted my mother, Holly, more than anything.
And immediately after she passed, my daddy started to push himself into his work, leaving no time for little Megan.
And yes, I enjoyed the money, but that was the problem.
The money.
"Look, Megan... you're not the only one who lost someone, okay? And I'm really trying, but I'm not a hero," He sighed.
"You used to be. But, not anymore," I said as I rolled my neck, grabbing my keys.
"Megan! If there is one thing you need to know, is that you will attend ISU. Or you're cut off. And I mean it," He growled as he gripped my arm.
"Cut me off. And I can guarantee you'll regret it," I said, snatching away from him and grabbing my keys.
I drove to 'Houston Just Rolling' skating rink, to clear my head.
My dad had forbidden me from coming here, he felt like it was too 'ghetto' for me.
Luckily, nobody in here knows anything about me. Nothing about Hermione, nothing about me being rich.
As far as their concerned, I'm one of them.
And I can't let nobody find out about what I have at home.
"Stalli, you made it." I could see Kehlani's big, brown eyes widen with excitement while extended her arms out to me.
"Hey, baby," I smiled.
"So, how's your dad?" She whispered, making sure no one could hear.
"Ask Hermione," I sighed as I shook my head while she made a face.
Kehlani and I had been best friends since we were kids, and she knew everything inside and out.
We decided to get a pair of skates, and as usual, skate all the problems away.
When I was on that floor, I felt completely weightless. And my dad would kill me if he found I was coming here.
But, this was my home.
"Who is that?" Kehlani skated up to me as I leaned against the wall on my phone, sucking on my sucker.
"That," Kehlani said, adjusting my head to make me look up.
I finally locked eyes with a brownskin man, his face and arms covered with tattoos. He was staring hard as hell, and he finally made his way over to me.
"Can I get my face back?" I smirked.
"Real cute. I'm Demario, but I go by D," He held his hand out for mine.
"Megan. Megan Pete," I smiled as I grabbed his hand hesitantly.
"Nice to meet you," He smiled, flashing his grill at me.
note: yes, this is a Moneybagg & Megan story. 😌
this will be loosely based off the motion picture, ATL. if you have not watched that, you should go do that cause wtf. 🤨🤣
