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"Oh! I'm self-centered? I have given you fucking everything, I have lied through my teeth for you but you... you're the one dragging me through fuckin' hell makin' me watch you with him all the time," she ranted. It had all been pent up over the months and no matter how much she vented or how much she let out when they fought, she still exploded and she just couldn't stop herself. She knew it was selfish to let herself just flip but it was easier than dealing with the more complicated emotions that arose when Tatum was around. It was easier to be angry than it was to be in love with a pregnant chick.

"And just what the hell were you going to do T? Were you just going to let yourself run off with this thing without tellin' anyone? Or were you going to just deal with it by yourself?" she was flailing her arms all over. "Y'all came here cause I deserved to know." A part of Michi was screaming that Tatum came to her because she needed her and no one else.

Michi pulled her arms across her arms chest tightly. She hated the way Tatum made her feel like the bad guy but she hated that she couldn't rise above anger when Tatum needed her most. "I was tryin! You didn't wanna be saved though!"

"That's right T, just walk the fuck out like you always do! Walk away from me and run off to your fuckin'..." she couldn't even finish her sentence. "Just..." Michi turned one more time and smashed her fist into the wall, this time finally breaking through and lodging her fist deep inside. "Do whatever you want," she growled.