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Tough Love Part 2

His name was Brandon at firstâ??then I changed it to Clarence, lol.  Thanks Lexi, if youâ??re talking about me.

I went to get the chicken from the fridge.  It was boiling a little.  Then I had the dough, which was dough from the box, sitting out with the red peppers and such.  My hair started to get hot, so I put it in a ponytail.  My neck was sweating, so thatâ??s why I did that.
(Me) â??Dinners ready, Dad!â?
(Clarence) â??Okay, Michael is almost done unpacking.
I didnâ??t respond verbally, though I rolled my eyes.
Iâ??m not all girlyish all the time; but Iâ??m not fully tomboy either.  Living with a man, we donâ??t fix plates for each other.  We grab whatever as we go along.  So I sat three plastic sets of silverware out and was about to fix my own plate.
Clarence came down the stairs.
(Clarence) â??You can put the plastic up Lyric, weâ??re using glass.â?
Like thatâ??s something new, which it is.  On Fridays, we usually celebrate by eating with plastic so we wonâ??t have to clean dishes.
(Me) â??But Dad, why?â?
(Clarence) â??We have a guest now.â?
I put the things up and got the â??Proper utensilsâ? out to use.  Since he wanted to be all high and mighty, I even put the same amount of enchilada on each plate with a roll.  Just to be funny, I poured myself some water from the old sink.
Michael (my heart is fluttering, me, Aariyan, now Lyric lol) came down the stairs with a t-shirt and sweats on too.
(Michael) â??You cooked this?â?
(Me) â??Who else?â?
He gave an innocent gulp and hesitated to sit at the table.  The table is set for four.  Clarence and I would usually sit across from each other, but now he took my seat, so either way, I would be in between the two.
After individual prayers, we eat in silence.  Thatâ??s when Clarence tried making conversation with Michael, and thatâ??s when I started to blurt the things that I was thinking.
(Clarence) â??So Michael, how old did you say you were again?â?
(Michael) in a soft voice â??20, Mr. Swan.â?
(Clarence) â??I thought I told you to call me Clarence.â?
(Michael) â??Iâ??m 20.â?
(Clarence) â??So that means you couldnâ??t possibly be interested in Lyric, right?â?
I couldnâ??t believe him!  If he didnâ??t want me around him, why did he have us staying here in the first place?
My emotions were always the easiest to read, so when Clarence looked over at me, I was clenching my jaw and swallowing major gulps of saliva.
(Clarence) â??Something wrong Lyric?â?
(Me) â??If you didnâ??t want anything to happen, why have him staying here around your teenage daughter?â?
I grumbled.  I folded up my arms.  I couldnâ??t escape any faces, because no matter what way I turned, they would see me anyway.
(Clarence) â??Heâ??s to look after you.â?
(Me) â??What?!â?
I nearly grabbed him by the throat.  My eyes were so biog an enraged.
(Clarence) â??I didnâ??t want a repeat of what happened, Lyric.  So Michael is your guardian when Iâ??m not around.â?
(Me) â??What do I look like to you, Booboo the Fool?  No way.  Iâ??m perfectly capable of taking care of myself.  You act like Iâ??m paralyzed from the waist down or something.â?
(Clarence) â??I am a cop.  I know many body guards who work with people like Mr. Michael.â?
(Me) â??Then on all of my stinkinâ?? visits, why you never had me get an autograph or something?  I donâ??t need a nanny, kay?  Plus he has albums to make and sell.â?
(Michael) breaking the argument as softly as possible â??You act like thatâ??s a crime.â?
I glared over at him.
(Clarence) â??He accepted Lyric, now thatâ??s that.â?
I breathed out all of my enchilada, the red peppers for sure.  Ehen they laughed, I didnâ??t.  I couldnâ??t even finish up my food.  Clarence doesnâ??t believe in letting food go to waste, so he grabbed the rest of my food.  I only took little swigs of my water.
When the torture finally ended, I yanked up the dishes and went over to the sink to wash them.  Michael followed me.
(Michael) â??Iâ??ll help.â?
I didnâ??t even turn around.  I kept scrubbing the already clean dishes with dish detergent.  
(Me) â??Seems like youâ??re all buddy-buddy with Dad; why not?â?
(Michael) he started rinsing the silverware.  â??Sounds like a yes to me.â? he said smiling.  I tuck my tongue out and finished with the rest.  Then I when I was going up the stairs, Clarence stopped me.
(Clarence) â??Just to let you know Lyric, Michael has the pull couch down here.â?
(Me) â??Then whatâ??s with the Man Room upstairs?â?
(Clarence) â??Thatâ??s just where heâ??s sitting his things at.  Thatâ??s his room, not the living room.â?
(Me) â??Then why is he sleeping down here?â?
(Clarence) â??Not enough room in there.â?
(Me) â??Oh.â?
Clarence has a little bathroom in his room, thereâ??s a half one down stairs, and thereâ??s the one in between my room and the Manâ??s Room.  Meaning me and Michael was going to have to share, great!
I took a long time in there just for the sake of it.  I kept posing in the mirror, curling my hair with my finger.  I was wearing a cami with underwear, thatâ??s all.  I had on a silver heart necklace with studs on.  All beige.  When I thought Michael was going to be standing out the door, I opened it and looked up at him with a glare.  Then I shut my room door.  
Secretly, I was glad Michael was staying with us.  I just didnâ??t like he purpose.  Not at all.  He would only see me as a little kid.  Then while I was laying on my stomach, an idea popped in my mind, heâ??s going to be around me for some time.  Now I liked that.  A lot.
When I heard the bathroom door close, I peeked out my door.  He was in a t-shirt and boxers.
Only if I could slip those off, I thought to myself.
Clarence room is sort of in the back of the house, so when Michael was on his â??bedâ?, he couldnâ??t see him with a 360* angle eye.
He went to fold his things up and was heading down stairs.
I sat on the edge of my bed, waiting ten more minutes, then finally going down there.
I still didnâ??t have any pants on.
So when I went down there, I acted like I wanted something to eat again.  
Luckily there was nothing I wanted, because I got to secretly bang the cabinets shut.
Michael came in at first, trying to figure what all the commotion was for, then he saw me and grinned a little.  Big surprise, I think not.
(Michael) â??What do you think youâ??re doing Lyric?â?
(Me) putting my hands on my hips, then smiling a little â??Donâ??t worry Doctor Michael, your job doesnâ??t start to Clarence leaves me unattended.â?
(Michael) â??Really?â?
(Me) walking past him â??Yeah.â?
(Michael) â??Hey, Lyric.â?
(Me) â??Yeah?â?
(Michael) â??Wanna watch some TV with me?â?
(Me) with a chuckle â??Is that your way of asking me to keep you company?â?
(Michael) â??If you want it to be.â?
(Me) â??Yeah, whatever.â?
(Michael) â??Donâ??t worryâ??Iâ??ll let you sit on, or should I say in the couch.  Donâ??t want Clarence getting mad.  Can tell heâ??s the protective type.â?
(Me) â??Thatâ??s â??cause he is.â?
He had the guts to ask me this: â??Then why are you so bad?â?
(Me) â??Why are you watching after a sixteen year old, yeah, now I know why.â?
I went up to my room and balled up under the covers.

I didnâ??t get much sleep last night.  I kept thinking back on Michael and his question.  Well if you want to know, Iâ??m â??badâ?, is because I may like you.  Butâ??heâ??s not my type for some reason.  Michael is too nice.  When I was the bossâ??s daughter, I didnâ??t really have an advantage.  Everyone seemed to know me, so I couldnâ??t take a drink without being judged.  Now that I had an indoor nanny, I definitely didnâ??t have any freedom.  I was being watched.  But by a singer.  Isnâ??t it supposed to be the other way around?  Ugh!
So when I woke up, I went to my mirror and looked at my eyes.  They had little black circles around them.  I never wrapped my hair for the night, so it was everywhere.
(Me) â??Girl, you look a mess.â?  I whispered to myself.  I put my hair in a single plait.
First, I went to use the bathroom, then I wrapped myself in a robe.
(Clarence) â??Good morning Lyric.â?  He was sitting oranges out.
(Me) â??Hi Dad.â?
Michael was at the table, sitting in my seat again. He was looking everywhere else except me.
(Clarence) â??Well, arenâ??t you going to sit Lyric?â?
(Me) â??Uh, yeah, sure Pop.â?
I walked over to the table and looked awkward.
Once we start eating, Michaelâ??s hand crept into mine.  I looked at him, he kept eating.
(Clarence) â??I was thinking about going fishing next Saturday.  Michael already agreed.  How about you Lyric?â?
(Me) I hesitated, I already had other plans.  â??Well, I was thinking about spending some time with a friend.â?
(Clarence) stopped chewing â??Who?â?
(Me) â??My friend, Russell.â?
(Clarence) â??Ian Russell?â?
Told you he knows all the students.
(Me) â??I think weâ??re dating.â?
Michaelâ??s hand slipped from mine.  When I looked over at him, he had this painful expression and stopped chewing his grits.  He drank a long swig of his orange juice.  After a few more minutes, he asked to be excused.
(Clarence) â??Sure, of course Michael.â?
When we finished, I went to go check the mail.  Michael came out also.
(Michael) â??So when were you going to tell me about Russell.â?
(Me) I turned around and he looked him up and down.  Then I walked to him.  â??You mean Ian?â?
(Michael) â??Yeah, Ian.  You walked around nearly naked around not only your father, but me too.  Now you want to be with someone else.â?
(Me) I got up in his face and got on my tippies.  â??What, are you telling me youâ??re jealous?â?
(Michael) â??So to speakâ??maybe; maybe not.â?
(Me) â??Well, well.â?
I turned away satisfied.
(Michael) â??Is that all you really want?  The satisfaction of the doubt that you are loved, Lyric?â?
By the time he got to my name, I could barely hear it.
 I turned around to him, my robe seeming to slide off.
(Me) â??So, what if I was?â?
(Michael) he looked so disgusted, â??You know what, just never mind.â?  He was frustrated and had a tear swelling up.  He turned away into the house.
Great, he hasnâ??t been here for twenty-four hours, and this has happened.

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