It's Whateva

The Angel in the Devil

"Uh...Bella...you know I don't know much about crazy people and their relationships...I'm a bit on the vanilla side...but uh...that would make me fuck him." I almost choked on my damn taco after hearing the last part of what Rachel had to say.

I just spent the pass hour telling her everything I found and my theory of what he may do to me and the reasons behind it. I even confessed a few things I may have done to trigger him doing something harmful to me by telling her a few stories from our childhood.

"Rachel that's a little sick...how could you think like that-" I was in the middle of asking, but she laughed at me and started loading toppings onto her nacho chip.

"Girl listen to yourself...okay I get how crazy it is that he's been following you all of this time and has pictures...but like the tap of your graduation...how do you know he didn't want to keep that memory...your best friend has been sharing memories with you without you even knowing it-" I threw my hands up and shook my head.

"And that's fucking creepy-" Rachel rolled her eyes and pointedness loaded nacho at me.

"That's love Bella...you've known this man all of his life...you really think he would kill you...and baby boy?" She laughed the last part out before stuffing the nacho into her mouth.

I huffed at her and rolled my eyes just as my phone went off. I looked down and saw a message pop up from Michael.

Come home now-

I kept my eyes glued to the screen until it went black. It took Rachel pushing my hand down for me to snap out of it and look away.

"What is it?" She asked with her hand still on top of mine. She quickly looked down at it when it started to shake a bit.

"That was Micheal... he wants me to come home... now." Rachel made a face before shrugging.
"Ready to go-" I cut my eyes at her while she started packing up the rest of her food.

" Girl what if he-" Rachel rolled her eyes and cut me off.

"Will you shut up and stop being dumb! That man ain't gonna kill yo ass!" I opened my mouth to say something and thought about it for a moment score smacking my lips.

"You've been hanging around me way too damn long," Rachel giggled before standing up.

"I know right." She mocked me while helping me clean up my mess.

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"Hey baby...I didn't know if you ate so I got you something to eat...Chinese." Was the first thing Michael threw my way from his spot on the couch.

In black sweats, a black beater and black ankle socks. His eyes were glued to the basketball game that was on the television while I still stood by the door watching him.

Michael suddenly stood up and yelled at the tv and I damn near jumped out of my skin; dropped my food and everything and all he was doing was yelling at a bad call.

Michael shook his head at the big screen before turning his attention to me and raising a brow at me.

"You okay? Why are you so damn jumpy? Gimmie kiss." Michael picked my bag up and leaned down to give me a kiss.

Without thinking I leaned back a bit before realizing what I did. Before he could move back I quickly pecked his lips, but the damage was done. Michael looked down at me with so much hurt in his eyes...I almost forgot what I was even scared of.

Michael nodded his head at me and backed away from me.

"I'm going to go put everything up...seems like you already ate." Michael told me while still eyeing me.