The Worst ( Urban )

Chapter - 17 ( Part 2 )

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Carmella POV

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I woke up in a fucking panic after hearing glass shattering and I looked at the clock seeing it was 3 o'clock in the morning. I looked to my side and Mikey wasn't right there. My heart started beating fast and I got up going to my purse and grabbing my ruger. I walked out the room taking it off safety and cocking it back. When, I made it downstairs there was glass everywhere, I watched my step the best I could and when I turned the corner I seen Mikey sitting on the floor looking at a picture and shedding tears. I seen holes in the wall, almost empty bottles of liquor and a couple leftover blunts sitting on the counter. I sat the gun down under a pillow on the couch and walked over squatting by him. My eyes started to water cause you could just tell he was having a hard time dealing with this and its kinda hard watching somebody ginuwinely care about hurt. I wiped a tear that was starting to fall and got up walking to the bathroom getting the first aid kit to wrap his bloody knuckles. When I walked back towards him I just sat by him wrapping his knuckles. When, I finished I just sat there letting him know that was here for him. You don't always have to talk, sometimes your presence is enough. I closed my eyes and started saying a silent prayer for him that's all I could do.

I woke up back in bed, I didnt even remember coming back up here. I grabbed my phone off the charger and checked the time, it was close to noon. I got up and went to the bathroom making sure not to wake Mikey so I could wash my face and brush my teeth. When, I finished I walked back to the room and sat under the covers on my phone until Mikey woke up. When I seen him shift in his sleep and start opening his eyes I looked at him and smiled.

Carmella: Good Morning

Mikey: Good Morning Mella.

His sleepy voice usually do everything to me, but when I seen his hand and remembered the events of earlier this morning I guess you can say my girlfriend instincts kicked in.

Carmella: You good? I'm sure your hand hurts, you want some neosporin or some aspirin anything?

Why the fuck I just say neosporin like he a fucking baby? But, shit he my baby and after last night if he want to be babbied he can be.

Mikey: Nah ion need nothing , I'm good.

Carmella: Just making sure, but if you do just know I got you like you got me.

In like the last month or so Mikey lil irra ass has actually done alot whether it met the eye or not I know and I appreciate it.

Mikey: I'm already knowin ma.

I put my phone done and turned him, I remembered my dicovery of yesterday morning and decided to bring it to his attention.

Carmella: Yep, Ummm Mikey I got a question?

Mikey: Damn you got more ?

He sat up and grabbed his phone. He looked at me waiting for me to ask him but I couldn't quite find my words.

Mikey: You gone ask ?

Carmella: Mikey do want a baby?

He stopped what he was doing and looked at me as if I were crazy, but curious for me to continue at the same time.

Mikey: Naw but I mean if it happened it happened.

He was talking as if I was already pregnant gawd forbid.

Carmella: Right, but why don't do shit to prevent it?

Mikey: I always pull out shorty.

Carmella: Oh, ok but You used that condom I gave you yesterday right cause it was no latex just for you cause you know you allergic or whatever.