Cessation

Recognition of Love

With school starting back up and me having to work has been kicking me in the— you already know. 😩 I really do be trying, you guys. Sus is just TIRED. Plus, I'm in the middle of writing other necessities as well. Anyways, here's a super, super long chapter to make up for my absence. 🥰  Hit that star at the end. Why do I say that? Support. Whenever you vote on a chapter of mines? It makes me wanna write another one! Engage with me!

Get comfortable. It's a long one...

Continued from the last chapter;

CHERYL's POINT OF VIEW

I furrowed my eyebrows together in my sleep as I moved around in the bed.

Thinking that I heard some noises, I opened my eyes for a moment and looked around the room. It sounded like muffled talking coming from downstairs and the closer I tried to listen- the more I really couldn't make out anything being said.

Maybe Shemar was on the phone yelling at his manager again or something. He always did that with his other manager that he fired not too long ago after the whole entire Nathan Browlers Show.

Looking up at the ceiling, I closed my eyes and shook my head at all the yelling going on downstairs. I was really tried and wanted to at least get another hour of sleep in before work today.

I at least wanted that.

Remembering that I had Dana with me, I knew that I would have to either take her over Tony's house today or my Mom's. One of the two. Probably my Mom's though because I'm sure Tony has to work.

Even though it is a Saturday- work still calls the both of us. An ongoing game that never stops. With the exceptions of Sunday's...

I reached up and rubbed my eyes with both of my hands and sighed at how loud he was being downstairs. If he got any louder, I'm sure he would wake up my baby.

Talking about Dana, I looked towards my right to see it she was still sound asleep or up just looking around like she usually did.

However, as I looked over towards her side of the bed, I noticed that's she wasn't even there. I rushed to sit up in bed and moved the covers out of the way to see if she had dived underneath them or something.

I then paused, looked around the room and immediately got out of bed.

Only because now....I could make out the voice of Tony Grant downstairs.

Tony Grant being in the presence of Shemar Moore?
That's like forcing oil and water to mix with force. It just won't do it- no matter how badly you press and stir.

I walked over towards the door and opened it. I then stuck my head out of it to take a listen. My eyes then grew big as I for sure made out the voices and that was the moment when I started running down the hallway towards the stairs.

"TONY?" I yelled as I continued running. The closer I got towards the stairs, the louder the voices got. "SHEMAR!" I then added as I finally saw the two arguing with each other in the foyer. Which also placed them in front of the front door.

They were both in each other's personal space and all up in each other's face. Just by looking at the furry in both of their faces, I knew that sooner or later, someone was gonna swing. And this time around, seeing how upset Tony was looking, I'm sure it would be him who would swing first if anything were to ever pop off.