One More Chance

Twenty Four

Milan-

Poppa🦈💙- can we talk
The first thing I saw when I woke up and texted back.

Me-okay

The thought of seeing him, I knew it would sway my decisions but fuck I had to see him, I didn't care.

My mom was heading back out to work today so I got up and made her some lunch and packed her lunch bag like she was a 5th grader, she was my baby sometimes.
"Here ma, have a good day okay" I told her, gave her a hug and a kiss as she left. I was off today and had work to finish for my fashion class so I made some breakfast and got to it.

Finally after 3 hours I was done and proud, my phone began ringing.
"Hello?" I answered

"You home? Im outside right now"  he said and I froze up a lil bit then talked.

"Yeah, come I'll open the door" I unlocked the door and opened for him to come in.

"Hey"
"Hi" I said nervously as I walked into the kitchen and took my cookies out the fridge.

"Come here, why you so far away?"
"Okay" walked over to the couch where he was and sat next to him and just ate my cookie.

"You want piece ?" I pushed it out to him, trying not look at him. He bit piece and gave it back to me.

"We just gonna sit and share cookie and shit and not talk?" He asked and I played with my fingers just avoiding eye contact.
"You know I love you Milan, you mean the world to me" I shook my head and kept it low then he lifted my chin so that I faced him.

I could literally see the pain in his eyes, as soon as our eyes met I felt the urge to kiss him. He hugged me tightly and I hugged back  then stated like that for 5 minutes and I was  just crying.
"Don't cry mama" he rubbed my back just giving me comfort. We finally pulled from the hug and I got up.

"You want anything?" I washed my hands poured out some juice for myself.
"Yeah, I want you and some juice"
"What's going in with your hair" he had it out with a rubber band holding it back, I brought the juice to him and passed my hand through his hair.

"After that show on my way back I took it down cause it started looking crazy" I laughed then went to my room and got moisturizer and a comb.

"Lemme do it" he nodded and put the tv on as I parted his hair and greased his scalp then started braiding it.

"The best at this shit, sorry to my hair dresser but Milli got the magic touch" he said as he taped me doing his hair.

I put my knee on the arm of couch and he rubbed my legs .
"How's work since you been out?"
"Good, I'm just happy to be back out, how was Chicago?"

"Amazing , you know it's always love" I smiled at him and continued braiding.

I finished and sat next to him as we watched The Jamie Foxx Show.
"Fancy fine as fuck no wonder Jamie was feenin for shawty" I said laughing 

I felt his arm over my shoulder and he pulled me closer to him, it felt a little weird being this close .

"Pop, we gotta talk, we're stalling"I stood up he sighed then nodded and followed me to my room.

"Milan, I just don't know why we can't be together, I'm trying everything to keep you safe. You know I love you and this just fuckin me up. " he stood by the door just looking at me.

"I know, I love you too I'm just concerned, I don't know who's out for me cause I'm 'Pop's Girlfriend' "

"I'll protect you-"
"When you go on tour and busy?"
I sat on my bed and crossed my legs.

"Baby, you're scared, I know but you'll be okay , Zay is gone who you worrying about?"

"Are you serious? Like his friends ain't gonna be mad we got his ass sent to jail or there ain't crazy bitches that's obsessed over you. Especially girls in New York they fuckin love you and some of them are crazy"

"At this point you lookin for every reason to be done with me Milan, if you don't want to be with just say so"

"What the fuck are you talking about Bashar? Me caring about my safety is looking for every season ?"

"Oh, so that nigga Hakeem ain't the reason you tryna blow me off then?"

I rolled my eyes annoyed
"You went through my phone Bashar? Really!? And no that's not the fucking  reason, you know what you can think whatever the fuck you want to cause I been telling you bout this and these hoes you be laying up with when you out performing, How am I sure you ain't fucked a bitch before you came back!? Hakeem ain't got shit to do with this!"

"So why this nigga asking if we still together if he ain't tryna fuckin cuff you shawty?! Just asking you that typa shit for fun, cause its a fuckin game right!? And no I ain't fucked no bitches when I left because all I could think about is you Milan!, I admit a bitch did come back to the hotel with me but nothing happened, matter fact I was too high and drunk to fuckin remember and that was because I was hurt as fuck!"

"Okay so you weren't thinking about me the other times huh?"

"You're buggin"

"Seriously, weren't you thinking about me? At all?"

"Yes Milan, you're always on my mind"
"So why do that ?"
He stood up, getting mad now
"Yo just drop this fuckin conversation!"

"No, answer me!" I got up and walked over to him.

"Milan , I don't fucking know, I dont know!"

I scoffed and rolled my eyes with tears in them, I always hated fighting with him.

"Whatever ight" I said as I sat back on the bed.
"But don't change the fact that you fuckin talking to this nigga and he steady flirting with you and you don't seem to care!"

"Because we ain't together Bashar!" I yelled at him and he just shook his head and got even more mad.

"So what, I'd fuckin assume we felt the same feelings when it came to other people Milan, you blowin me right now, on my momma. You probably don't even want me huh?"

What the fuck is he talking about

" I didn't say I wanted this nigga and that's it we ain't together but I still feel the same way about you, nothing has changed! You probably talk to bitches all the time, why you worried about one nigga I started talking to?! Yesterday!"

"He could be the difference you want, he could probably give you what I can't"
I was a bit shocked, we sat in silence and he got up to leave, I reached out and grabbed his hand pulling him back.
"Don't go" I said, the both of us with tears in our eyes.
"I can't give you something that seems most important to you, putting your life in danger. Why would I stay shawty?"

I motioned for him to sit next to me then hugged him
"I really fuckin love you nigga, don't fuckin try me like that. You're everything to me, why would you ever question that shit?!" I cried while hugging him, he then pulled away and grabbed my face  and kissed me, I've longed to feel his lips, it felt better than usual, I felt .

I kissed back and we sat making out until I pulled away and wiped his tears away and gave him another kiss.

What are we gonna do?