*Auburn, GA*
Mariah POV:
Ava: "Where's daddy?"
Me: "Daddy is in California..."
Ava: "What is he doing there?"
Me: "Working. He's working really hard ta get something right..."
Ava: "Do you know when he's coming back?"
Me: "Nah beybe girl. I don't know when. But, hey! We can call him later if you want?"
She smiles and nods then leaves out tha bedroom. All this stressing is causing one big ass headache. I've had one since yesterday. Tylenol isn't helping at all.
I don't know what he is plotting up in that mind of his...but he's pissed. He made it very clear....I stay home and out tha way.
I'd rather just blow his ass up ta MAKE SURE...he dies. But! Aug wants ta make sure...he finishes what he THOUGHT he did!
And he better....
*Los Angeles*
Michael POV:
August: "Nah. FUCK THAT! I wanna know...how tha FUCK he survived that!? Somebody went in behind me. Because ain't no way in hell-I used an entire clip on tha nigga. A CLIP!"
Me: "Damn nigga. Calm yo light skin ass down! You all red and shit. Fix yo hair. It's spazzed tha fuck out..."
August: "Not tha time..."
Me: "Nah. It's the right time. You look crazed..."
He looks at me and I scratch my head. Then sit back quietly.
August: "I wanna know...where tha hell this nigga at. Imma finish what was fucked up. I don't give a damn if it's in public!"
He grabs his keys and phone.
August: "I know exactly how Imma find him..."
He leaves out and I go call MeMe. August said she wasn't pregnant...but I know for a fact she is. But! Hey! If he says she's not....then she's not.
But, Chris better hope on his life he don't run into me. Because if I see him before Aug...Imma finish that ass beating! Shove a bomb down his throat. And BLOW HIS ASS UP!
*45 minutes later*
August POV:
Me: "MIRACLE!"
I get no response. I hear ha shower running. I go upstairs ta ha room and walk in ha bathroom. I lean against tha wall and knock on ha shower door.
She opens it and looks at me.
Miracle: "Aug-"
Me: "Get yo towel. Robe. Whatever tha fuck. And come in hea'..."
I walk out and go back in ha room. As I'm lookin' around, ha phone lights up. And tha nigga name come up.
Me: "Hmph.."
She walks in and looks at me.
Me: "First of all...you fucked me up. Got Mariah questioning me about where these scratches came from. You lucky I didn't kill you..."
Miracle: "Listen-"
Me: "No. Secondly....you got me fucked up. So.."
I pull out my gun and set it on ha dresser. She looks at it then at me.
Me: "This...can go one of two ways. Either real good. Or real bad. Hea' is tha kicker! YOU pick how this goes!"
Miracle: "Can you just leave me alone?"
