Chapter Six

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Michael's pov

"Yeah I'm not tripping, shit I'm bouta go out, fuck she thought" I said talking on the phone with my brother

"Nahh don't do nothing you gonna regret Mike she had your child don't do that" he said getting serious

"Nah fuck all that I'm not trying to hear that shit"

"Okay well do whatever you gotta do, I gotta go my lady bouta come home I'm trying make that coochie talk" he said being funny

"Ew bye" I said hanging up the phone. I walked out the bedroom and into the kitchen and called Leah's number on the house phone. Knowing her she's not going to pay attention to the number and answer it in her sweet innocent voice

"I'm not dumb Michael like you calling from the house phone wasn't going to mean shit" she said sounding angry

"Why you being childish ? Not only did you take my fucking child but you took half of his stuff like y'all wasn't coming back or some shit"

"We not" I can hear the anger in her voice

"Leahhhhhhh oh my God" I said letting my frustration out

"Michael I'm going to be the definition of honest with you right now, you are not going to keep putting your damn hands on me your realive scaring your child and do you even care ? You call me out my name, you treat me like shit I can't even find a reason why I'm still with you like your a fucking jerk a motherfucking asshole, and I feel dumb ass hell oh my goodness I feel really dumb because I'm still with you Michael Ik tired of hearing the I'm sorry I'm not going to do it again baby fuck that shit Michael I'm not falling for it anymore" she said sounding like she was mad and crying

"I understand that but Leah do you understand that the shit you be saying be having me ready to hurt you like it blows me and when you said I raped you made me as shit because I didn't rape you you could've stopped me Leah the fuck come on now"

"You said you would fucking kill me Michael what the actual fuck is wrong with you ? You don't remember saying that shit Michael ?" she yelled crying

"I have fucking anger issues Leah I have a fucking anger problem you fucking know this, you be setting me off Leah you make me mad as shit all the damn time from that smart ass mouth of yours, stop fucking playing guilty all the time damn" I yelled

"I don't give a fuck Michael..."

"I know you don't but I still love you and Marcus like y'all are my damn babies regardless and if you are realive done with me then let me know what's up because I want to see my kid" I said interrupting her

"Okay I'll let you know by tomorrow morning" she said sounding over it

"You bouta hang up ?" I said in that voice she likes

"We not in talking terms Michael"

"You only call me Michael when you mad at me, what's my real name ?"

"Asshole"

"So we being childish now ?" I said putting my phone on the charger

"Michael I'm going to bed" she said sounding like she was starting to be happy

"Me too don't hang up" I said

"Ok"

"You realive not going to hang up ?"

"Yupp but you'll get your answer in the morning"

"Okay it's whatever you want"

We stayed on the phone all night, but we still have a lot of things to talk about. 


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