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I Thought We Were Friends *15*
Heyy! Here's the new part. It's crappy, just to warn you. I couldn't really think of anything...so yeah. Well, I don't have much to say, so here it goes. Dedicated to MJ, MJSite, and my Ning ninjas. Enjoy!! -Samone:)♥ I took one last look at myself and headed down the stairs. Before opening the door, I took a deep breath to calm myself. I opened the door and got the biggest shocked of my life. Me:What the hell? (rolls my eyes and puts my hands oh my hips) Oh no. Calvin, what are you doing here? Calvin:(hands me flowers) I came to take you out. Me:(stares at him in shock) Calvin:Are you okay? Me:Are you crazy? Do you think that I would really go out with you? Calvin:Look, I know what I did in the past was wrong, but I'm a changed man. (steps a little closer) I- Me:(steps back) Don't come any closer. Calvin:(stops) Samone, I still love you. While I was in prison those 3 years, I got a powerful message. After that, I promised myself that I wasn't gonna see you again until I got myself together. Me:And what exactly are you doing with your life now? Calvin:I went back to work. I work on an assembly line making car parts. I make damn good money. I also started going to church. Me:(sarcastically) Ha! What movie did you get that line from? Calvin:I'm serious. I still love you and Shanice. I want to be in my daughter's life. I wanna be your man. You're the best thing that's happened to me. You're such a good woman. I was dumb, young and didn't see that. Was he being serious? He's a tricky guy. Everything he's saying could be a big lie. Me:What makes you think, that I would want you back in my life after everything you've put me, not just me, but your daughter through? Calvin:I believe that people should get second chances. (gets down on his knees) Baby please, I'll do whatever it takes to get you back. I love you so much. Me:You'll do whatever huh? Calvin:Yes, I will. Me:Well first, I want you to get your pathetic ass up. (smiles) Calvin:(gets up) Me:Here, take these flowers. (hands them to him) And get off my fucking porch. Calvin:But- Me:(cuts in) NO! If you show up again I swe- Hold on. How the hell did you even know where I live? Calvin:I was driving though the neighborhood trying to find a house for sale and I saw Shanice getting off the school bus. I wasn't stalking you, I promise. Me:Look, this is all I'm gonna say. If you come to this house, I swear I will have your ass put away so fast. Do you understand me? Calvin:(walks closer) Is that a threat? Me:You damn right it's a threat. Step closer. I'm warning you. Calvin:Why are you trying to test me? Me:I wanna see how much of a change you've made. Come on, I know you wanna hit me. I can see it in your eyes. Calvin:I don't wanna hit you Samone. I'm bigger than that. Me:Yeah, I'm sure. (closes the door in his face) *sighs* That felt so good standing up to him. I don't know what was going through his mind when he thought he would get me back. Now, I have to be very careful. He's said he's changed, but I still don't trust him. 1989... That night back in '87 I kept to myself. I didn't want anyone getting all upset and making a big deal out of it. I was a big girl, I could take care of myself. Calvin, surprising did what I said and stayed away. The only time I seen him was either at a stop light, or at a store. I don't want Shanice pulled into our problems, so I force her to speak to him on occasions. She hates it, but that's still her father. Me:Did you call your daddy today? Shanice:Uh..no. Me:Call him and see how he's doing. Shanice:I don't want to. Me:(looks up) Run that by me again. Shanice:(sighs) Mommy. Me:Look, what happened between me and him has nothing to do with you. He is your daddy and you will respect him. Do you understand me? Shanice:Why should I? He's the one who slapped your brains out, not me. Me:(yokes her up by her shirt) Girl..(takes a deep breath and lets her go) Lord jesus. Help me heavenly father. God, I'm about to send her on up to you. Shanice:(laughs a little) Whaaat? Me:And you think the shit is funny? Get out of my..oooo, I'm 'bout to hurt you. Since you've turned 13 I've been havin' problems out of you. I'm not gon tell you nomore. You better watch your goddamn mouth. You're not little as you used to be, I will whoop yo ass. Do you understand me? Shanice:(crosses her arms) Yes. Me:(points upstairs) Get. Shanice:(rolls her eyes and walks away) Me:Keep rollin yo eyes. I'mma beat um out of you. Phone rings. Me:(answer with an attitude) Hello? ??:I'm back! Me:Michael, is that you? ??:No, it's peterpan. Of course it's me. Me:I missed you so much. Michael:I missed you too. How are you? Me:I'm fine, just tryna cool down. Your niece is about to get the beat down. Michael:Aww, she's just growing up. It'll pass. Me:Ha! The way she's goin', she's not gonna grow up. But anyways, how are you? Michael:I'll talk to her, and I'm okay. Hey, I gotta go baby. I'll talk to you tomorrow, I'm so tired. Me:Alright, bye. Michael:Bye. *sighs* I wanted to tell him so much more...WAIT! Did he just call me baby? Ooohmii, I think I'm gonna faint. Calm yourself girl. A couple of days passed and I still didn't hear from Michael. He must of been really really tired from tour. My day was pretty much boring so far. I was off of work, Shanice was at a friend's house, and I had nowhere to go. I went to the kitchen and made popcorn, then sat on the couch and watched a little tv. After awhile I started to doze off until my phone startled me. Me:Hello? ??:Were you sleeping? Me:No, who's this? ??:Michael, and yes you were. Get up, I'm coming over. I'm so bored. Me:Same here. Michael:Bye babe. Me:(cheesing) Bye. Aww, there he goes with that sweet talk again. And I'm loving it. I jumped up off the couch and ran to the bathroom to brush the popcorn taste out of my mouth. This is my chance to tell Michael how I feel. I hope he doesn't take it the wrong way. But the biggest issue is, will he feel the same about me....? TBC.... Sorry, this one was just a hot mess to me. Hopefully the next part can be better. Don't forget to vote. Until next time! :D
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