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Unbreakable {Part7} By: JalenF

Here's Part 7, Enjoy!
- JalenF.

What the jack were those paparazzi idiots talking about!? SÃ©lah was never a skank, a streetwalker, a prostitute, or D. all the above... I had to find out what was going on, but now was not exactly the best time. I wanted to talk to her right then & there so i motioned for us to get back inside the limo. And told frank to pull up through the ER entrance instead, and to just stop by the door. Once we were there i asked Frank to help me out while SÃ©lah & I talked...

ME: Frank, i need a huge favor that only you can do.
FRANK: Sure.
ME: Can you take Junior inside & get him checked & the whole 9 while SÃ©lah & I talked.
SELAH: Mike, what the hell?

Did she just curse at me? If anything, i'm the one who should be cursing at her. I needed to know what her problem was and why she was being so hostile towards me.

ME: What's Your Problem?
SELAH: MY PROBLEM!?
ME: *calmly* Yes.
SELAH: Umm, let's think... You just sent my baby boy in there with a bodyguard instead of his own mother. ESPECIALLY!-- when he needs his mommy the most! How's that!? *crosses arms*

Wow. She's tripping kinda hard.

ME: I just wanted to talk in a private environment. The hospital is most definitely the first place that comes to mind when you think of the word "private" now is it?
SELAH: *attitude* Well, what is it?
ME: What's all that prostitute nonsense about? Please tell me. I'm only doing this because i care about you.
SELAH: Care about me!? What about my little boy in there, my own flesh & blood, in that hospital!!! *points finger to hospital angrily* Yeah, i get it! You care about me! But what about Junior huh!? He's only got one mother in the world and she's not even there with him, can you imagine how he feels right now! Knowing that his mother seems to care more about some guy more than her own child!?
ME: Some guy!? I wasn't "some guy" when i picked you up & put a roof over your head when you didn't have a pot to piss in, or a window to throw it out of! Was I!?
SELAH: ...... *getting pissed* You know what i don't have time for this shit. I have a son who needs my support.
ME: Need i remind you that you also have a boyfriend who cares deeply about you & only wants the best for you! What about him huh?
SELAH: *giving up & throwing hands in the air* Alrite Mike, what is it? What is it that's so important? Talk. You have my full undivided attention... *crossing legs*
ME: Just tell me about the *making airquotes* "Former prostitute" business.
SELAH: I can't believe you listened to that bullshit. That won't nobody but Reggie's dumbass. When i lived with that asshole, he had one condition, i had to be bringin in some money, so he said i had to be his "hoe" so he used to make me work the streets for him while he went out & got wasted on beer. People would pick me up but instead of having sex we'd just talk. And they'd pay me. But i always kept half for myself. Reggie was always drunk as fuck so he was too lazy to count the shit. Whether you choose to believe it or not, i really don't care, but i know what i just said is the truth. Happy!? Now can i go.
ME: What's with the language? *whispering* Are you on your cycle?
SELAH: YES MIKE DAMMIT! I STARTED IT YESTERDAY!!! IS THAT A  FUCKING PROBLEM!? YOU KNOW WHAT, ONCE MY BABY GETS OUT OF THIS HOSPITAL, WE'RE PACKIN OUR SHIT & WE'RE GONE.
ME: Where you gonna go SÃ©lah? Where can you go?
SELAH: Don't worry about that.
ME: If i wasn't worried about you, Reggie would've probably tracked you down & beat the living crap outta you. But i actually give a damn about you, not that anyone can say the same for Reggie, don't you get it!? I love you, but your to BLIND & IGNORANT TO SEE THAT YOU'VE GOT SOMETHING GOOD HERE!!!
SELAH: You know what? I'm done *taking off necklace* fuck you & the mule you rode in on. *throws necklace at mike as she gets out of the limo*

What Have I Done? Frank came back in moments later as SÃ©lah was storming into the hospital. Trying to hold back the tears from falling, i just told him to take me home, and to come back to get SÃ©lah whenever she called & take her wherever she needed to go. We drove home in utter silence. Once i got to the house, i didn't know what to do with myself, so i just flopped myself on the bed & went to sleep. I woke up around 2 that morning, finding myself missing SÃ©lah. I checked the rooms, and she had indeed, packed her stuff and left. No letter, no nothing. God, What Have I Done?

To Be Continued...
I know this one had alot of profanity but i had to make the fight seem really intense; next one's not coming until i get 10+ votes :)

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