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The Long Lost Girlfriend ^ 11 ^
Enjoy.- caramel Michael: It probably won't be like right now but you'l-* realizing im trying to get him to tell me when we're going to get engaged* Hey!! You're trying to get it outta me aren't you?? Me: Ok yea I was, but i'm curious. Michael: Well I can't tell you 'cause it's a suprise. Me: Okay ^ 3 years later ^ Today I'm going to Michael's house. Yeah I know you guys are like Michael's house?? I thought you were living with him?? Well not yet I won't be living with him because... Well... My Mom is in critical condition 'cause she got hit by a car a couple months ago. I'm trying not to tear up right now. So anyways I'm at the mall when I see a guy that looks exactly like my father. So I call out his last name. Me: Davidson! Guy: Huh? Who is-- Teemani?? Me: So it is Dad. How are you?? Dad: I'm doing good. I heard what happened to your mother. Is she okay?? Me: So now you decide to talk about Mom. *walking to register* Dad: *follows* I always cared. Me: *turns around to face him* Well why did you leave us, hmm?? Exscuse my language but yo ass didn't care. Mom told me when you were around I was a total daddy's girl. Dad: And you were, come here sweetie. *tries to hug me* Me: * puts hands out like a stop sign* You know what, Imma regret saying this but you didn't care about Mama and she cries everyday 'cause she not able to do what the fuck she wants. So dad right now fuck you.. *walks off* Dad: But... Me: *turns around* I can't believe you had the guts to come back after all these damn years. I can't wait to tell Michael this. Dad: Who's Michael? Me: Just be at Mom's house at 5: 30. You would come if you care. I left with tears in my eyes. I was so pissed with him! How the fuck could he leave us like that!? I hope if Michael and I have kids he won't be a low life father like my damn father was. Speaking of Michael I didn't tell you a year ago he cheated on me while I was on a business trip. Yes I said business trip, I got the designing job. But I forgave him though. So we're back together. I went to Michael's house and unlocked the door. He was sitting in the Livingroom with Janet. Michael: Hey baby what's- Me: *runs upstairs crying* Michael: wrong. Janet you stay here i'll go figure out what's wrong with her. Michael: *comes in the room* What's wrong darling?? Me: I saw my father at the mall*sniffling* Michael: *sits beside me* Okay and what happened? Me: He was the same. But I didn't forgive him easily. *lays head on Mikey's shoulder. Mikey: Oh tee-tee, is gonna go to your mom's house?? Me: I ask him to come. Mikey: Okay well you get dressed and i'll go tell Janet that we are about to head somewhere. Janet: I heard you! *outside the door* Mikey: Okay.. Janet: I gotta go anyways. Bye y'all. Me and Michael: Bye Dunk. * @ 5:00* Me and Michael were headed to Mama's house. Michael: *staring at me* You sure you okay? Me: Im fine. Why you ask?? Michael: You looked puzzled. Me: Me? Puzzled?? No No, not I. Michael: Okay. Did I tell you how cute you look? Me: Michael thanks for cheering me up. Michael: Hey what can I say. Me: *smiles* Come on. We went in the house and Mama was watching TV and Dad was sitting beside her. I held Michael's hand and Dad stood up slowly. Dad: You- you meant th- that Michael?? Mama: What you think. They werent gonna get together? You only met him a couple times and you still forgot Mikey?? Dad: Im sorry. *looks down* Me: Dad it's fine. I wanna apologize for what I said earlier.... Im.... Im*looks at Michael then down at the floor* Sorry dad. Dad: ............. Tbc................................PLZZ VOTE..... SMOOCHES
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