Micah Grayson has had a dark cloud over him since the day he was born. His parents said he was their bad luck. After getting himself into a slew of trouble over the years he wounded up in a mental health facility for his ongoing problematic behavior...
Holding a cigarette in one hand and his phone in the other Micah leaned up against his car. Derrick had call him in the middle of handling business so he decided to have a smoke. He'd managed to cut it down to just a pack a week so he was making progress.
"What you want?" Micah asked in his usual rude manner.
Chuckling Derrick looked over his aggressive tone knowing he had a lot on his plate. "We got a bun in the oven or nah?"
Sucking his teeth Micah finished off his cigarette before smashing it with his foot. Cassie told him about thinking she was pregnant a couple of weeks ago, but her doctors appointment wasn't until this afternoon .
In all honesty Micah was scared shitless about the thought of being someone's parent. He didn't really have the ideal parents and never thought he'd be around long enough to become one.
"Her appointment later. I'm tryna snag a job right now tho-"
"Nigga stop lying." Derrick laughed cutting him off not believing what he was hearing.
"Fuck you nigga." Micah laughed. "I hope they cut yo FAFSA off bitch ass college boy." Micah said before hanging up the phone.
As off as it was coming from him, he really had been trying to find a job. He wasn't broke or anything, but he was engaged to be married and possibly had a baby on the way. He needed to at least look the part of a working man. He still received a check from the government and he also had the money that was left to him when his parents died. He was no where near broke just wanted something to do to stay out of trouble.
Walking into the small coffee shop he spotted his aunt Jess along with the guy that she said had a job for him. The man said he'd heard about Micahs gift with drawing and wanted to speak with him further.
"Wassup?" Micah said giving them both a head nod before pulling out a seat to sit down across from them.
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"Morning hun you hungry? Thirsty?" Jess questioned as Micah waved her off assuring her he was fine. "Well then, Micah this Steven a really good friend of mine and Steven this is my nephew Micah." Jess spoke proudly.
It was no secret that just adored her nephew as if he was her own and no one could tell her otherwise. Micah held that same love and admiration for her. She didn't know how thankful he really was to have her. She was all he had besides Cassie. She meant everything to him.
Reaching across the table both Micah and Steven shook hands.
"Its nice to finally put a face to a name. Your aunt speaks very highly of you. She said you were in some trouble and were looking to start fresh?" Steven questioned.
