When Ryan and Michael, who aren't from entirely different worlds, meet at a club where Ryan and John are promoting a new clothing line that Michael, was also modeling for. It was the small gigs that really did it for Michael, because he is always th...
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"Ryan you guys don't have to leave you can stay." My mother begs holding on to my arm.
"Why would I stay somewhere where people don't respect me or my guest, who is my boyfriend at that. Who the fuck tries to set up someone in a relationship?" I snatch my arm out of her grip only for her to look at me like I was crazy.
"Have you lost your mind?"
"Have you lost you fucking mi-" I was cut off by her hand ripping against my face.
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"I'm going to ask you again." She grips my chin tightly turning my face back to hers. "Have you lost your mind? Don't forget who I am. Just because you think you're grown out there in California whoring around doesn't give you permission to talk to me any type of way. I wish you would curse at me like that again Ryan, that'll be your ass." She points her finger in my face. I'm still in shock that she actually put hands on me. I touch the spot where she smacked me looking confused, never in my life has my mother put hands on me.
"Ryan you ready to go? Why you look like that?" Michael's eyes search my face squinting slightly. Fixing my coat I turn around quickly walking to the car getting in muttering a quiet hello to the driver.
"Ryan?" Michael slides into the car still staring at me in confusion.
"She hit me."
"She did what?" He asks as if he couldn't hear what I said.
"My mom slapped me." I feel a tear sliding down my face stinging as it ran over the tender area.
"Look I don't know what the fuck y'all got going on in this family but you're a little too old to be getting hit by a parent." He nods slightly opening the door. "Aye my mans take her to the hotel." He speaks calmly to the driver to looked uncomfortable but nods anyways. Michael slams the car door pulling up his pants walking back towards the house.
"Don't leave, I'll pay you double I'm sorry for putting you in this situation." I smile politely at the driver before running after Michael clutching his arm. "Michael stop. I only got hit because I cursed at her."
"I don't give a fuck what you did. She doesn't have a right to put her hands on you and I don't care who she is and what the reason is I'm finna give her a piece of my mind." He shrugs my hand off him before he walks up the rest of the steps and bangs on the door.
"Michael!" I yell only for him to turn around to look at me fiercely.
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"No I'm tired of everyone not only disrespecting you and me, but also our relationship and what we go through. It seems like every time we step forward onto a happy trail we are pushed back three steps." He raises his voice back at me and I see the door creek open as he rants. Not knowing what to say because everything he said was true.
"What did you send your boyfriend out here to come harm mom?" Jasmine shoves Michael in his back making him slip on the ice tumbling on top of me. We both fall off the side of the steps with him landing heavily on top of me. "Oh my god! Ryan I'm so sorry I didn't mean to." Jasmine rushes over to me and I look at her like she was crazy.
"Fuck." Michael looks at me with wide eyes and I'm still looking at them like they're crazy. Michael gets up quickly trying to help me up before my vision starts getting blurry and I feel a dull throbbing pain in my wrist and in the back of my head. As I get up everything moves in slow motion. Getting up I try to move my hand only to see my wrist going limp.
"What the fuck." I mumble looking at the place where we fell, only to see that we fell into a bunch of big rocks and lawn lamps with red snow around it. "Who's bleeding?" I turn back to Michael to see him speaking but I couldn't hear him.
Using my other hand to touch the back of my head to feel a warm wet substance. Bringing my hand back to my line of vision I see the blood on my fingers and all the pain hits me at once. Jasmine was holding me up talking to me with wild eyes. Black dots dance in my vision before everything goes black.
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Oop 😈😈😈 I have nothing to say other than thanks for 9k and here's a little short surprise chapter see y'all next time 😂❤️
