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Decisions Can Change a Life Chpt. Four
^* Ahh.. It's been alooong time since I've been on here but hey had pc problems... Anyway how you doin'? ahahah On to the story please I know haha love you Dedicated to Michael ♥ 0(+> *^ Jennell ^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^* ^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^* Michael:what do we do? Me:Do I look like a doctor to you?**crosses arms** Jennifer:your not just gonna stand there and look at me like I'm stupid! Take me to the damn hospital!!! Michael helped her to the car and I had to drive to the hospital. Michael didn't know what to do Jennifer was screaming at him and me I was on the vurge of hitting her. We finally got to the hospital and the doctors took the screaming lady away. Michael had called Marlon to let him know what happened.. I sat in the waiting room perfectly good moment and Jennifer had to ruin it!! Damn her! Michael:Marlon's on his way... Me:Good we can leave now **starting to get up** Michael:why you wanna leave so early!? Me:early!!!? Michael:fine lets go. We left the hospital and started to drive back to the Jackson's home. Quiet silence lay between us I guess it was the moment we had before we were interupted by the evilness.. Michael:I don't want to go home... Me: **confused** what you mean 'you don't want to go home' ? Michael:I don't know... Maybe we could go back to your apartment.. Me:why would you want to do that? Michael:Just to get away from my family.. Me: **Thinking** uhh.. I'm tired I was gonna drop you off and head home to sleep. Michael:Ohh, then never mind I understand.. Me: **Sigh** fine you can come over Michael: Yay! Me: **giggles** never do that again Michael:**smiles** I don't know how he convinced me to go to my house but he did, I guess he has his ways. We got to my house and I changed into comforable clothes... We sat on the couch and watched t.v... Michael claimed to have a headache so I got him some medicine for his head and turned off the lights I was getting sleepier by the mintue... Michael pulled me close to him and I fell right asleep. I lay there in the morning hearing the phone ring non-stop... but I don't want to get up.. I look to my left Michael still knock out.. How the hell did I get from the couch to my bed last night... Oh well Michael proably carried my big butt.. I finally got tired of hearing the phone ring so I got up and answered it ... Bad idea. Marlon:where is Michael? Me:Sleeping why..? Marlon:My son has been born.. Me: **yawns** son? Marlon:Yes last night at 11:30 where were you guys? Why didn't you stay? Me:Cause we wanted to leave this is too many questions in the morning can you call back later at a decent time? Marlon:Decent time!!!? It's 3 in the afternoon... Me:Damn it..! Marlon:can you please tell Michael to come home now.. I want him to meet my son. Me:Fine. **hangs up** He just makes me mad all over again.. I went back into my bedroom and tried to wake him but he wouldn't wake up... I shook him and shook him but he didn't wake up... My last option pillow to the face... I got my pillow and smacked him in the face with it. Michael:I'm awake **yawns** Me:get out! Michael:what? Me:**giggles** Your brother wants you to be home to see his "son" Michael:ooh.... well I better get going.. Michael got his things together and head out the door. He gave me a peck on the cheek and left.. Marlon has to ruin good moments don't he... Latoya was gone all day proably adoring the little Marlon dork.. I sound mean but I don't hate the baby I hate the baby maker!.... *^ Short I know but my butt hurts badly and I'm tired... Love you! <3 *^
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