It took a good 30-45 minutes for me too process everything. I don't really appreciate Michael calling me an ungrateful bitch. I am nowhere near ungrateful. I have dealt with his bull shit for too damn long.

He thinks he can just call me that and get away with it? Fuck no.

I get in my car, driving to his house.

Like before, he lives 5 minutes from me - so it didn't take that long to get there.

When I got there, I noticed an unrecognizable car that I've never seen before.

I rushed inside of his house just like he did mine.

I didn't see him anywhere downstairs, but I heard faint noises upstairs. So that's where I went.

I usually never knock, I wasn't starting today.

Opening his bedroom door, I walked straight in, seeing him hanging out with another girl.

Michael looked up at me as well as she did.

I knew what he said was on some bull shit. The 'I love you' was just a joke.

"This is how it is going to be? You jump down my throat, just because I'm trying to move on, but it's okay for you to just fuck around with other girls? Alright bet." I laughed.

"Don't you ever and I mean ever, call me an ungrateful bitch. Last thing, don't bother texting or calling me." That's all I said before slamming his bedroom door shut behind me.

"Lay!" Was all he said following me.

God I can't stand him. Why would I ever fall in love with a guy like Michael? Our relationship that we had, it hasn't gotten me anywhere. The one time I try moving on, he calls me an ungrateful bitch, that just doesn't settle right with me.

Finally, I got home and went straight to my room. I looked at the time and it was 6:23 P.M. The date is at 8:00 PM, I should be good on time getting ready.

Michael has tried calling me, he has tried texting me, multiple times. I just won't answer him. There is nothing else that needs to be said.

I already had my outfit hanging up, that way it wasn't wrinkled. I do not like wrinkled clothes.

I took a seat at my vanity, just to see what I wanted to do with my hair. Nothing fancy, but I didn't want it to be everywhere.

I decided on doing this, it looks the easiest and fastest. It's not too formal but it's also not too messy.

As soon as I got done getting dressed, my phone went off. I wasn't going to pay any attention to it, but I looked at it anyways and it was Kendrick.

*Ken: Hey love I'm sorry but tonight isn't going to work out..*

Michael was right. Guess who's getting played? Me.

*Me: Ok.* Was all I said to him.

*Ken: Come on, babe don't get upset. I definitely want to see you. We can reschedule.*

*Me: I'm not upset, I'm used to it. Just forget about it.*

*Ken: Lala come on don't do this. You know I wouldn't blow you off for just no reason.*

*Me: It's fine Kendrick. Don't worry about it.*

My phone went off again but I didn't have time to answer it, because Michael busted through my door.

He was going to say something, instead he just stood there and stared at me.

"Wow, LayLay you look gorgeous." Michael admitted.

I rolled my eyes turning away from
him.

"What are you doing here, Michael? Didn't I tell you to leave me alone."

"When have I ever listened to you?"

I didn't answer him. Instead I undressed to put my comfy clothes back on.

"What are you doing? I thought you had a date to go to."

"What exactly are you doing? I thought you had a female over." I rolled my eyes.

"Why are you answering my question with a question?" Michael sighed.

"Why are you still asking me questions?"

"Am I not allowed to ask you questions now? Since when?"

"Since you called me an ungrateful bitch. Now if you would stop asking me stupid questions, I wouldn't have to answer your questions with a question."

"Look, I'm sorry okay? I didn't mean it. I do love you, I have for a really long time now. I just got pissed off at you, that's all. Do you think you could forgive me?"

"No, it's not ok! Nothing in life is ever ok, Michael! You had no right to tell me that you 'LOVE ME' when you founded out I'm trying to move on. That's not fair to me! Now, I don't even have a date at all. So good job."

"I had just as much of a right as you did when you told me you love me. Good, it makes me happy that you don't have a date. A job well done."

"You are so unbelievable. Of course you would be happy, why wouldn't you? You don't want me to be happy anyways."

Michael grabbed my hand, turning me around to face him.

"I don't want to see you happy with someone else who isn't me." Michael started caressing my cheek with his thumb.

"And I will not allow anyone to touch or claim what is rightfully mine."

"Nothing is yours, Michael." I pulled away from him.

"Ah ah ah, see that is where you are wrong. I truly believe that I have treated your marvelous body, like it's the rarest piece of item that has ever existed on Earth. Therefore, I have every right to claim it and you. Care to disagree?"

Simply, I just don't understand the logic in all of this. I don't know what point he is trying to make and why. What is he trying to prove?

"Michael.. I am not in the mood to solve a puzzle. I'm clearly not in the mood for any negotiation. Again, could you please leave?" I walked away from Michael, again.

"Stop walking away from me woman. You know what?"

Before I could say anything, Michael had me pinned down on the bed again, with him on top of me.

"I'm going to show you that you belong to me." Michael whispered against my lips, before attaching his to mine.

Michael's lips claimed mine like always. His right hand moved gently up and down my chest before groping my boob.

His hand went to the small of my back pushing my body towards his in an arch.

Michael raised up long enough to take my shirt and pants off, but he only took his shirt off. He kissed the top of my breast before claiming my neck, slowly rocking his hips against me.

He kissed my chest again, down my stomach, until he was face to face with my area. His fingers pulled my panties off, his mouth was quick to connect to my area.

Like always, Michael's tongue explored my little bud.

Michaels mouth finally covered my whole pussy. His wet warm tongue felt so good against my clit. He sucked the hard nub in his mouth making a loud popping noise when he released it.

"Your mouth feels so fucking good. Flick your tongue faster on my clit." Michael did exactly what I asked him to do.

Only this time Michael added a finger, fingering me slowly.

"Oh fuck.. just like that." I closed my eyes throwing my head back.

Michael sucked and licked every part of my pussy while he fingered me faster.

"Oh fuck I'm going to cum." I squealed.

"Go faster." My legs started to shake, the closer I got to my orgasm.

I held his face against my pussy, making sure Michael collected all of my cum.

Michael pulled his face away from my area but I still felt him fingering me.

"You orgasm so damn beautifully, Lay. It turns me on even more to know that I am the one who gets to make you feel good."

I don't know what came over me, but all of a sudden I was on top of a fully now naked Michael.

"Have I ever told you that you talk too much?" I whispered against his lips.

"Have I ever told you how much I love you?" Michael said seriously and it actually made me blush.

"I love you too, Michael.." I sighed when I started sliding down on top of him.

"I will never get use to how big you are, god damn it."

"I hope you never get use to it. I love how tight you always are for me." Michael started bouncing me up and down his dick.

"Just fuck me." I moaned when he started holding me in place, just thrusting his hips upwards into me.

"That's.. fuck.. what I'm doing.. oh my god." Michael slapped my ass, gripping onto it.

"This right here.." Michael started pounding into me.

"Is mine.. this has my name written all over it. Tell me it's mine." When I didn't answer he fucked me faster.

"Tell me LayLay. Tell me this pussy is mine." Michael gritted.

"Tell me!" Michael hollered slapping my ass again.

"It's yours Michael! God damn it's yours!" I yelled.

"You damn right it's mine. You don't need no little fuck buddy either. Tell that fucker that you don't need him anymore, he isn't going to get what's mine." Michael flipped us over so that he could fuck me missionary.

"Promise to tell him LayLay. Tell him you don't need him. You have me and always will." Michael looked in my eyes with so much love.

"I don't ever fall in love Lay, but I am in love with you. No one else can have what's mine." Michael planted kisses all the way to my neck, leaving his love mark there.

"I love you.. I love you Michael. Oh my god I'm abouta come." I could tell since it's been awhile for him he was just as close as me.

"Come with me babe.. fuck I can't.." it was already too late. We both busted together.

He fell right on top of me, his body all hot and sweaty.

"I can't believe I busted so quickly. Do you see how good your pussy is?" Michael asked me.

"Your dick is just as good, Mikey." Michael started chuckling.

"I love you LayLay." Michael kissed me.

"I love you too, Mikey."

"Now text that fucker and tell him you have a man. Things with him was a mistake."