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sorry-fanfiction · 7 years

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Chapter 17.1

Alayah

Tick, tock. Tick, tock.

That's all I heard throughout the dark room; the only light illuminating came from the moon that peaked through the curtains in my room.

Life has been a whirlwind as of late. Dante has somehow got my new number, and doesn't know how to act; I might just have to get a restraining order against him, but he hasn't done any harm towards me as of yet. I'm praying that nothing drastic happens to where it leads to that, people should know their boundaries....but this is Dante we're talking about, he has no boundaries. Releasing an exasperated breath, I tried to think of other possible scenarios, but nothing has lit up inside of my brain. Blowing out a breath, it feels like I have to watch my every move now; Dante knows my place of work, where I live, and now has my new number....when did it all become so bad? I’m not sure, but there’s never a long-lasting calm in my life, and I honestly think moving out and finding a new place to live will have to be the next option.

Groaning, I picked up my ringing phone seeing who was calling me. Just one night of peace, please. Looking at the contact, it was Mekhi, hmm haven’t spoke to him in a while. “What?” I answered, cuddling more into the thick purple blanket.

"What's wrong wit you, Grinch?" Mekhi chuckled through the other line. I rolled my eyes, it's not time to pick fun at my time of distress.

"Everything..." I exaggerated just a bit. It's crazy because not too long ago his ex came around trying to stir up some mess as well. Is it that time of month where the crazy exes come back from our past trying to find their way back in? It's just a lost cause on both ends, they aren't wanted anymore. Mekhi's laughter soon invaded my thoughts once again, "I'll hang up....this is a serious matter." I huffed, throwing my blanket off and sitting up in bed.

"Aight, aight, chill lil baby." He spoke into the phone, his laughter calming down. You know when a man's voice is in between that rasp and clarity? Yeah, that. It's the finest shit ever! "I was callin to check up on you, and to see if you wanted to join me at this art event...?"

Perking up, I nodded my head as if he can see me, he's so cute for holding that questionable tone. "Yes! Yes! Yessss! I always wanted to go to one, thanks Mekhi! You the best, boy!" I exclaimed, a permanent smile plastered on my face. No matter what kind of funk I'm in, Khi always pulls through.

"I know," He stated cockily, causing my smile to drop and roll my eyes, "I'm just messin, I know ya face fell, so put that pretty lil smile back on, Lay." Khi chortled, causing a blush to bloom across my cheeks.

“Shut up...” I grumbled, hiding the little giggle that was ready to escape, “When is the event?” I looked at my nails, seeing that I needed a fill or to just get rid of them all together.

“Tomorrow night, it starts at 9. But I was thinkin, maybe we grab a bite to eat first then make our way to the event. They gon be servin some lil snacks, but you know it ain’t gon fill us up.” He laughed lowly, causing me to agree.

“That works out perfectly, so I’ll see you, hmmm around 7 tomorrow?” I asked, diverting my vision to the cable box, seeing that it was 10:53 at night. At least he let me know a day before, I have time to pamper myself all day tomorrow.

“Yeah, that’s coo. I’ll let you get some sleep, ma.”

"Hmm, red with the slit, or all black?" I muttered lowly to myself, as I held up the different dresses to my physique as I looked at my reflection to see which complemented for tonight's festivities. "Black it is." I chuckled loosely, hanging the red dress back in its desired spot. It'll be worn for another time.

"You talkin to yourself again?" Celeste chortled, walking into my room. I rolled my eyes to the back of my head, here she goes with her remarks.

"You act like you don't." I retorted, hanging the dress up upon the closet sill, looking briefly at the time: 5:26P. Walking further into the room, I chuckled at her fallen facial expression, "Oh, what's the matter? Did I hurt the wittle baby's feelings?" I joked, pinching her cheeks, causing Cele to slap my hands away.

"Hush." Cele muttered, playfully rolling her eyes, and moving around me going over to the seating at the end of my bed. "You're getting fancy, what's the occasion?"

"An art event with Mekhi." I smiled, sitting at the vanity, looking through the makeup displayed; most likely going for a natural look. Looking through the mirror, Celeste held a creepy smile. "Why are you being weird?"

"An art event with Mekhi." She mimicked, her voice holding a high pitch tone. I screwed her, knowing I didn't sound like that...or did I? "Thought you were gonna keep your distance?" She arched her brow, chuckling some.

"Yeah...well that didn't happen." I lifted my shoulders, releasing a short breath, "Dante popped up at the da-

"Skrrrrt. Dante did what now?!!" Celeste exclaimed, meshing her perfectly arched brows together, clenching her jaw. I was getting to that, but she wanna interrupt me, she's too much.

"Popped up at the dance studio, and I guess Khi saw us. Mind you I didn't even know that Khi was coming to see me that day...so we talked, and are moving forward slowly." I nodded gently, turning back to the mirror to begin on my makeup. Had he not came, Dante would've done something wild; well he did when he popped up unannounced, but you get the gist.

"You need to get a restraining order, that's psycho behavior sissy." Celeste shook her head in mild disgust, "What Khi do?"

Marcellus

earlier that day: 11:53 A

Looking at the time on my Rolex, I was early. I didn't want to make any wrong moves by showing up late, so being at least 10 minutes early was good enough for me. It's crazy because I really have a daughter, and I should've manned up when news first broke out when Ave was pregnant. I was a selfish ass nigga though, so I can't blame anyone but my damn self for that one.

Walking up the walkway, it felt like my teen years all over again. I haven't been to Ave's parents' house since, and it was bringing a nostalgic feeling. Shaking away the thoughts, I brought my fist up and knocked on the door three times. Hearing voices and other commotion on the other end, caused me to swallow the lump in my throat. I haven't been this nervous since the first time I had met her parents.

"Marcellus, good to see you young man." David, Avery's father greeted, moving aside and letting me enter. I walked in, nodding slowly.

"You too, Mr. Garcia. Hope all is well on your end." I looked over at him, as I stood under the archway that led into the family room.

He chuckled loosely, slapping his hand down onto my shoulder as he walked passed, "You can still call me, David. Mr. Garcia is too, eh, formal." He lifted his shoulders, smiling halfheartedly, causing me to chuckle. "Everything is well, can't complain....Question, how are you?" His tone changed, as he gave me that fatherly look as to why now. Why did I come back now to be present in Ava's life.

"I'm alright, David....taking my responsibility as a man, when I should've done that earlier." I nodded off, meaning every word. Life would've been a whole lot different if I was supportive and just stuck by Avery's side through her pregnancy. We could've still been that couple, but shit happens that we have no control over.

"Good to hear, Marcellus." David held a genuine smile, gesturing his hand towards the kitchen. "Shall we? I believe little Miss Ava is ready to spend some time with her father."

"Are you and my mommy gonna talk soon?" Ava asked, as she ate her ice cream. Vanilla with rainbow sprinkles and a little bit of hot fudge, I couldn't say no at the puppy dog look she gave me.

Clearing my throat, glossing my bottom lip, I began to speak "Ion't know, your mommy is still kinda upset wit me....we'll talk soon, when she's ready." I nodded off, spooning the cookies-n-cream ice cream, "Why do you ask, lil mama?"

"Causeee, one day we can all spwend time togetha." She beamed, licking more of her ice cream.

I chuckled some, liking the sound of that. A family day with us three would be good to have, but then again it might be awkward tension between Avery and I, and we don't need that kind of energy around Ava. Shit, we already had it before and it was weird not being able to hold a proper conversation with Avery. It used to be so natural, but now it's flat. We gotta do better.

The ringing of my phone took me out of my thoughts, causing Ava to look over at me with a confused face. Sliding my phone out my pocket, I cursed lowly under my breath at the contact. Nat the Brat 💕💑

"Wassup, Nat?" I answered, licking over my lips, as I leaned back into the park bench. Does my girl know about me having a daughter? Yes. Did I drop plans wit her to spend time wit Ava? I sure did.

"Don't wassup me, Marcellus...why aren't you home?" Natalie asked, attitude on heavy. I released a harsh breath, she needs to tone that shit down.

"Tone all that shit down, Natalie. I'm spending time wit ma daughter, I told you this, so you gettin pissy wit me needs to be dropped." I looked over at Ava as she sat quietly, a little frown plastered on her face, tuning out Nat for a bit, I told Ava she could go play on the set as I watch her. She smiled bright, and went off towards the slide.

"Are you listening?!"

"Fuck did I just say? Lose the attitude." I spoke into the phone, clenching my jaw, I could tell that she rolled her eyes with the breath she let out. "Aight, so what was you sayin?"

"So your daughter is more important than me?" She questioned, her tone a little dry. I chuckled bitterly, fuck is she questioning me for about this?

"I mean, she's my daughter. I missed four years of her life, so me spendin time wit her shouldn't even be questioned, Nat." I meshed my brows, shaking my head. "I ain't even bout to get into it wit you. I'll see you later, man." I pulled my phone away from my ear and ended the call.

I don't need her negative energy taking a toll on the time spent with Ava. It's about me and my daughter right now. Getting up from the bench, I threw away my contents, and went over to the play structure of where Ava was at, she so happened to tread her way toward the swing set. One of my favorites as a kid.

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