Runaway

I Got You

Sooooo because my laptop was freaked up, and I had a lot of what was supposed to be the chapter before this typed up, but I have to retype it because yea I think I told you guys already about my messed up screen on my laptop.. but I really don't want to type it all on my phone like I did with this chapter! but yea, I feel some type of way about it! I love Erik though haha this chapter and the next one are dedicated to JuicyPeach1 because Him is just amazing and if you liked this chapter, you'll love every last one of hers!! Amazing book with a lot of crazy shit going on but I love it!! Waiting for that next update though!!!!

Erik's POV

"C'mon Miky! It's been two weeks! Momma and Daddy need to know something!" I tell Miky, from the outside of the bathroom door. Every time I tell her to get ready, we about to tell mom and dad, she want to lock herself in the bathroom.

"E, I ain't ready for that yet! Can I get one more day?" I could tell she was all the way on the other side of the bathroom.

"Man I gave you a week, and every day until today, I gave yo ass one more day! You ain't getting no more damn days!" I banged on the door, knowing she wasn't going to open it, but I was prepared for today.

Reaching into my pocket, I pull out the key to the bathroom door. "Man, E, I'm only seventeen! I'm tryna make it to eighteen, but you tryna have me dead by tonight!" If this wasn't a serious matter I would have laughed at that, because when daddy find out, he gone go on a killing spree for real for real.

"I ain't gone let nothing happen to you, I promise! But if you don't open this door, yo' ass gone get a pre whooping before we go see Daddy!"

"I wish you would put yo hands on me! I'll tell daddy!"

"Tell daddy the whole story and he gone beat my ass for not killing you so what you gone do! We both gone be dead, and what?"

"Man, hold up!"

I hear shuffling on the other side of the door before it got real quiet. I count to ten in my head and the door still didn't come open. That's it. Sliding my key in the knob, I turn it and push the door open, only to see Miky tryna fit her fat ass through the window.

"Bust my motha fuckin' window if you want to and you ain't gone have to worry bout Daddy." Miky jumped so hard, I couldn't help but laugh at her. "Where was you gone go when you go out the window?"

"Man, don't worry about what I be doing!" She quoted Friday and we both laughed.

"Miky forreal, the longer you wait, the harder it's gone be." I tell her, seriously.

"Bro, Daddy gone beat my ass. I ain't never got a whooping before! You know I'm Daddy little girl! But he gone beat my ass I swear!" She said, plopping down on the closed toilet.

"Aye you know how Daddy is. But if he gets carried away I'll step in. Plus he can't beat yo ass too bad no way. You with child."

"You gone stop him if he try to hit me?" She looked up, like she really didn't know what I was gone say.

"I told you I got you."

"Don't 'got' me nigga, help me!" she said, making me laugh at her.

"Girl go get yo ass ready!" I laughed walking out of the bathroom.

Thirty minutes later we were both walking out of the front door. After making sure I had my work phone, and my personal phone, I locked the door and we walked to the car.