𝕾𝖙𝖔𝖕 𝕻𝖑𝖆𝖞𝖎𝖓! // 𝕴𝖆𝖓𝖓 𝕯𝖎𝖔𝖗

How could you?

Karlee's POV
I was walking down the street towards Michael's house as I saw two other cars parked in the front. I open the door to be greeted by the smell of weed and faint male moans coming from upstairs. There were a few dudes downstairs smoking and I didn't mind it, They both looked me up and down. "You must be the lil thang Michael won't stop talking about." One of them said as the other one had a white eye contact in his left eye. I nodded and proceeded to head towards the stairs as I heard Michael's moans. "Fuck, Baby just like that.." he moaned as I cracked open the door to see Michael jerking off to a picture of me in some clothes for fashion nova. Most likely the one I wore when we shared our first kiss as friends. I slightly laughed and walked downstairs as they were still smoking, passing blunts to each other. "How'd you meet Iann?" One of them asked as I stood there in confusion. "Bernard, She doesn't even know who 'Iann' is." The other one said. "Anyway, I'm known as poorstacy, And the younger one is Bernard." He said. "Well, I'm assuming 'Iann' is Michael. I only know him because we went to school together." I said as I sat on the chair across from them. "He won't stop talking about you. He keeps bringing you up randomly." Bernard shrugged as I nodded. "I don't understand why. He kinda ghosted me." I mumbled getting up as I went upstairs into a bathroom and stood infront of the sink. "I haven't spoken to my momma in a while." I said pulling my phone out of my pocket to see 18 missed calls from Michael as I slightly smiled at it. I walked out to meet eyes with Michael across the hall. "What were you smiling at?" He asked me walking towards me. "Nothing." I said dodging pass him and running downstairs to make me tumble over Stacy. "The hell you running for?" He asked as I shook my head and ran out of the door. "I'm gonna stay with my family for a while. Just gotta convince Mimi to go with me."  I mumbled to myself as I turned around to see the three of them leaving.

3 W E E K S  L A T E R

I walked in the house to hear moans, again. But they weren't deep or low enough to be Michael's. It sounded like a female. I shook my head as I heard the voice say "Daddy I'm gonna cum!" As I just froze. A rush of anger ran through my body, and Sadness rushed through my body as I ran upstairs to see Him laying down as his hands were wrapped around her waist as I saw his eyes move over to me. When the Pink haired girl looked over at me I just shook my head. "You claimed you loved me." I said as I stood beside the bed as I got on my knees to look under the bed to grab a big kitchen knife. "You begged me to forgive you too. But now you cheat on me with some random hood thot that can't even throw hands." I scoffed as he just sat there with a hurt look on his face. "Get up." I said as I held the knife towards her throat. "Bitch the hell-" "you really thought I was gonna run out of here like a lil bitch didn't you." I said as I laughed and punched her in the eye making her try to grab a dresser and slit her in the arm. I threw the knife at Michael and ran out fighting back my tears.

"I hate him now.."