Before we begin I'd like to dedicate this chapter to winquet for being so supportive and always dropping a comment in every chapter. Love you gurl😘

Micah.

I exhaled loudly with a smile after taking a gulp of the cold Guava juice. Weirdly, I was the only person who liked Guavas in my whole family.

"So?" I turned my attention to Cameron who scrunched her nose in disgust staring at my juice.

She rolled her eyes at my confused look.

"What are you going to do about Mr Lyon? Personally I won't take it if someone spoke like that to me. I'll find an epic comeback and then I'll walk out." She scoffed.

"I wouldn't just walk out like a.... Nobody. I'll make my voice heard!"

I groaned pulling the pillow closer to myself. Cameron's words weren't making me feel better, I was feeling worse.

"You really are strong. You didn't let it bother you, I would puff If it was me. Getting reminded of my flaws and mistakes." She whispered, ending with a nervous laugh.

I awwed, hitting her back playfully. If only she knew, knew I cried and how much I wanted to cry more.

"I really am something." I praised my self with a giggle.

Cameron snorted "You wish." Before also bursting in a fit of laughter. We both laughed for a minute or so, without really knowing the reason.

The laughter died down living us in a comfortable silence.

"To be honest," I dropped the almost empty cup on the nightstand. "I don't know what next to do." I confessed to Cameron.

"I want to be able to change his mind, saving our family. But....but I just can't take his attitude anyone."

I let out a tired sigh, I've been so stressed lately. To top it of, most of my friends didn't have the time.

I opened my mouth to speak again but was interrupted by mom speed walking into my room. She slammed the door after her.

I gave her a puzzled look.

She lowered the phone from her ear a little. "It's Mr Lyon. He say he's been trying your line and it isn't going through. He wants to speak with you!" Mom whispered yelling.

I jumped off the bed hearing mom. "I'm not here. Tell him I'm not here." I whispered, giving her a signal with my hands. Mom didn't seem to mind me as she stretched out her hand giving me the phone.

After a lot more whispering, I sighed defeated ready to take the phone before Cameron grabbed it.

"Good day sir. My sister Micah just stepped out." She lied as I smiled. Annoying? yes she could be but she was also a life saver.

"When would she be back?" I heard Mr Lyon's deep voice as I bit my lips.

"I'm not sure, she's been so stressed of late, she also has a lot of work to do at the cafe so I really can't be sure."

I heard Mr Lyon grunt.

"When she gets back. Tell her I called." He instructed.

"Yes sir. Have a good day-" the line went dead.

Cameron hissed and passed mum her phone. "Hella rude." She mumbled before turning to me.

"Thank you so much." I appreciated, hugging her. "I don't know how a can ever repay you."

" 20 dollars should do it." She joked as I disengaged from her passing her a dirty look.

"Ahem." Mom cleared loudly, my gaze fell on her, I knew I wasn't leaving here without interrogation. She had folded arms and that look, the look she'd give you when she wanted something from you.

"Why are you avoiding Mr Lyon?"

I honestly didn't have an answer for her. I don't think I can tell her about how bad he makes me feel other wise she would just remind me of her warning me not to make the deal and me being adamant.

I shrugged and looked down on the floor. " I'm not feeling too well."

"Not feeling too well?" She rolled up her sleeves. "Are you being serious right now? You made a stupid bet and instead of trying to fix it, you're at home lazing around with your sister and then you're telling me that you're not feeling too well? Do you have any idea what everyone is going through? Brain racking, thinking of ways to get us out of your mess."

I felt hurt, beyond hurt. Through out I've been listening to how much of a mess I've caused and I'm tired of it.

"Brain racking?" I chuckled.  "Mom let's get serious. Apart from me no one else works in this house. Face it, we couldn't have left this house in a month, there was no where to go. I'm trying my best but Mr Lyon is a difficult piece. None of you are making things better. You claim I'm lazing around but you guys are acting like fucking potatoes!"

My lips quivered as I felt mom's cold hand slap hard on my cheek. I stared at her with watery eyes before tracing my reddening cheek. I couldn't take this. I can't deal with this right now.

I hurriedly walked to my wardrobe and through on a jacket along side a pair of socks.

"What are you doing? We're not done talking." I ignored my mom. She ended the conversation once she decided to take it physical.

I hung my purse down my shoulders and walked out of my room ignoring Cameron and mom's puzzled faces.

****

One shot. Two shot. Third shot.

I was about taking the fourth when Zion ran to my side stopping me. He was the only one I could call, the only one that wasn't too busy.

Tori was out of town for her cousin's wedding and Luther and Brianna were doing something naughty I'm sure. I'd hate to intrude.

I was hesitant on calling Zion but I did anyway. I asked him not to come if Claire needed him but he still showed up. He was a good friend and it was comforting to have him around.

"Hey, hey." He took the glass from my hand. "How many is that?" He gulped it down.

"Just three." I pouted. Normally after taking about four shots I would lose it but today, even after taking three, I'm completely sober.

Maybe it's because my mind is too occupied, I'm stressed and tired and I'm losing it. I feel as if I can't hold it anymore.

"Are you ok?" Zion sits beside me. The bar isn't as noisy as it normally is.

"Hmm hm." I nod. "I just needed a friend."

"Are you sure?" Our eyes met.

I began nodding slowly before memories of all that happened the last few days began to resurface. I began shaking my head as the tears fell on my lap.

"I..." I trailed off crying.

"Shh," Zion pulled me close into a warm embrace. His cologne took over my nose as I breath out. It was a beautiful scent, kinda like anise.

I hated being in this situation, having Zion watch me cry but it was either this or I cried myself to sleep. I would rather pick pouring it all out with a friend over wallowing in self pity.

After a moment of crying, I decided to pick myself up. Zion reluctantly let me go as I sat up.

I did it. I explained the whole situation to Zion. First meeting Mr Lyon at the park then him showing up at my house the next day, to me challenging him and the whole mess I'm in right now, with my family and the feeling that my friends didn't have the time for me anymore.

"That Bastard!!" He grunted as I ended. His fists rolled into balls.
"That Fucked up bastard!"

"How could he be so unthoughtful."

"I know right?" I mumbled.

"Sick bastard."

"Fool."

"Asshole."

"Disgrace to mankind!" We took turns insulting Mr Lyon and I began to feel better. It didn't take the pain or memories away but still it was something.

"We can't let him have his way." Zion spoke. "Don't work for him anymore, I'll pay the 50 million dollars in full."

"Wha.." I trailed off. No, I can't do that. Zion isn't poor but he isn't someone you would call a millionaire. Besides that, I'd hate to pin my problems on someone else.

"No, I can't accept."

"Why not?"

"I'm not that kind of person that asked people for money."

"You aren't asking me, I'm requesting." He argued.

"No, no. That's final." I rose a hand out In his face.

He exhaled loudly.                  "Then how are you going to-"

"Can we not think about this tonight. I want to have fun."

Zion stared at me intently leaving me no choice but to return the stare.

He sighed In defeat. "Fine but we'll talk about it tomorrow." He grumbled.

"Alrighty!" I squealed "Let's drink."

I called for the bartender to pour more bottles which he poured, he poured and poured and Zion and I drank.

I suddenly dropped the glass cup on the counter, it made a loud noise which caused Zion to stare at me.

"Kristopher Lyon!! Fuck you!! Fuck you Kristopher Lyon!" I screamed at the top of my lungs.

Zion laughed in amusement for a second before trying to shut me up, we were earning stares from the few costumers in the bar.

"C'mon." I jumped off my sit taking Zion's hand. "Let's go dance."

"Dance?" He chuckled out as I nodded. "Micah, you don't know how to dance."

I scoffed. "Watch me." I began to walk towards the dance floor. I smirk hearing him get off his chairs.

Maybe it's the moonlight or all the drinks or it's always been me but I felt a new wave of confidence sweep over me one that told me I could do anything I wanted.

"Aiy!" I screamed out as Happy by Pharrell Williams began playing.

"I love this song." I yelled out to Zion.

"Me too!" He yelled back.

I freestyled, dancing however I wanted without a care in the world, I deserved a day off. This is the happiest I had been in weeks.

My gaze never left Zion as I laughed at his dancing. I needed him now more than ever.

I didn't forget all the bad times we had, I just chose to ignore them as I stepped forward, closing the gap between me and Zion.

I hugged him, so tightly. I loved his embraces, they always felt so comfortable. Zion's hands traced my waists as he hugged he just as tight. We stayed in this position until the song ended and One day by Monsta X began playing.

I loosened my hands round Zion as I looked up at him smiling.

"I love this song too."

"And I love you." He caught me unawares as my eyes widened slightly.

My ex professing love for me?

I don't know what came over me, a rush of adrenaline, or my need to be touched.

Whatever it was,it didn't matter anymore because I leaned in and did something I wouldn't dream of doing in a million years. I kissed my ex.

At first, Zion's eyes widened due to shock but he reciprocated.

Zion took over the kiss, licking my entrance, I parted my lips giving him entrance.

It felt foreign having a tongue In my mouth after such a long time but I didn't mind.

My hand went up to his neck where it rested and Zion's hands remained on my waist. Just like everything else Zion had done for me, the kiss was comforting as well.

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*Gasps*
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I'm just as speechless

I think this is my longest chapter 😁.

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