Something About Milan: A Complicated Love Story by London Dior Page A

up most of my clothes and I needed a place to stay now that I was done with that bitch. So I went to my safe that I kept stashed in the basement and cleared it out, then I headed to the room and grabbed the few pieces that she didn’t fuck up.
    I swear, I was getting angrier by the minute. I actually loved Milan. She was my heart. I didn’t mean to be fucked up, but that shit was just in me. I was going to get it right for her ass one day. I was going to be that nigga she needed like back in the day. But, her snake ass fucked it up, and I hoped she didn’t think that I was going to just let her ride out into the sunset with that nigga Wise. I’d kill her first.
     
     
     
    Chapter Twelve
    Wise
    I did a hundred on the dash, all the way to Milan’s mother’s house. All I could think about was Melanie. If Jabari hurt my kid, I didn’t know exactly what I would do. All I knew was that the beast would come out of me. It had been a minute since I had to get dirty, and since I was maturing, and ready to settle down and do the family thing, I was trying to leave that beefing shit in my past. But, Jabari was going to get what he was asking for.
    “So what did he say?” I asked Milan, looking over at the crazy expression on her face. I knew that shit was going to get real, but I didn’t mean for her kids to get involved with the bullshit.
    She was looking mad as hell. “He said for me to come take the kids. Now he done pissed me off. I understand that he’s mad, but what kind of person plays with people’s kids? I mean, he probably can’t even afford to buy them dinner!” She was now starting to yell. I wanted her to get mad. I wanted her to bring out her beast, so that she could turn her feelings off and see what needs to be done.
    “Did he get Melanie too?” I asked the million dollar question. I held my breath, waiting for her answer.
    “I don’t know. He hung up the damn phone! I swear, I’m going to kill that motherfucka myself. I don’t even care anymore.”
    I just nodded as we pulled up to Mrs. Smith’s house. As soon as we hit the driveway, Melanie came running out of the door. I hopped out and grabbed her, letting out a sigh of relief.
    “Ooooh daddy! The kids’ daddy came over here and took them. He was being mean to my grandma and everything.”
    I looked into her face as she spoke. “And what did you do?”
    She smacked her lips. “I ran and hided. I wasn’t about to go with him. I don’t know what you thought.” She was so animated. Her little ass was a trip. It pissed me off even more that she had to go through that.
    She looked at Milan. “I’m sorry aun-, I mean momma. I wanted to help them but he was tripping.”
    Milan forced on a smile, but I knew that she was worried. “It’s okay baby. I’m just glad that you’re okay.” Then she focused on me. “I’m about to call dumb-ass back and see what’s going on. I might ride by the house to see if he’s there.”
    I shook my head. “Naw, you ain’t about to go around his punk ass by yourself.”
    “Jabari wouldn’t hurt me. I’ll be ok.” She pressed the phone to her ear, and began to talk. I just stood there, listening to her conversation. I swear that I was murdering that nigga!
    Milan looked relieved when she hung up. “He wants me to meet him at the house. Hopefully he will be there with my kids and I will be able to get them and get the hell away from his crazy ass!” She said, walking towards her car. She was so in a rush that she wasn’t even thinking straight. Something wasn’t right. Jabari’s punk ass wasn’t just going to hand those kids over that easily. That’s why I went into the house and asked Mrs. Smith to keep Melanie for a few more hours, then I headed to Milan’s house.
     

Chapter Thirteen
    Milan
    Jabari is crazy, and I’m going to the house alone to meet him. Shit, I didn’t consider that when I left my mother’s house. Maybe I should have allowed Wise to come with me , I thought as I pulled