Part 4

“What do you want,” Michael said in an annoyed tone.

“Yo! Duke, wassup!”

Michael jumped off the couch in surprised. He was expecting Max; never did he think that it would be Rath. He lifted his right hand, ready to defend himself.

“Yo. I ain’t here for no fight. I needs to talk to you.”

Michael raised a questioning eyebrow and sarcastically said, “yeah right.”

“Whatever man, believe me or not, ain’t my problem.”

“Well make it short, I have more important things to do,” Michael said in a bored tone as he picked up his remote that had dropped on the floor and slumped on the couch again.

Hooking this left thumb in his belt loop and scratching his right eyebrow, Rath slowly processed what he wanted to say to Michael. Since Michael didn’t seem to pay him any attention Rath strolled around the room and noticed little pieces of her scattered around. Picking up a picture frame he studied the picture then threw it over to Michael, who caught it easily. Michael gave Rath a look of irritation as Rath spoke, “You’re one lucky prick, you know that ‘aight?”

“Will you get on with what you came here for, then leave. Don’t you have to go back to New York with Max,” Michael asked. He was trying to contain his temper, but was quickly loosing the battle with Rath going through his personal space.

“This ‘ain’t got nothing to do with Maxie, Yo. I came here to talk to you about yo bitch.”

Once more Michael quickly got off the couch and faced Rath as his hands clenched into a tight fist. His jaw tightened as his eyes burned, daring Rath to continue.

Rath let out a booming condescending laugh, “Got your attention, didn’t I?-” Rath asked as he eyed Michael’s reaction. “I’ve done nothing to her that she didn’t want, yo.” Rath smirked for he knew he was getting his dupe really pissed off. Rath’s self gratification shortly ended as his body flew backwards knocking against the wall then hitting the floor in a loud crash.

Slowly Rath got off the floor. He looked up to see Michael’s his right hand raised and ready for the next blow. Rath narrowed his eyes, have under estimated his dupe’s powers or maybe over-estimated his own. He wrapped this right arm around his stomach, nursing the pain as he finally got on his feet. With one quick move of his hand, Rath pinned Michael against the opposite wall with his powers. Holding Michael in place, Rath glared at his dupe, challenging him to move. Rath knew that Michael couldn’t move and was more than happy to keep him that way. Flaring his nostrils, Rath said, “ I told you, I’m ‘ain’t here for no fight. Got that!” Rath looked at Michael once more to see if he understood and was about to release him when Michael nodded in acknowledgment, but decided against it.

Rath walked around the couch, sat down and looked at Michael and wondered what the fuck this dupe had that he didn’t have. They were the same but not the same. They could be twins, but it wouldn’t have mattered, she only saw him.

“I would let you go, but I’d don’t wacha to be doing nothing stupid. So listen up, yo. Like I said, you’re one fuck’n lucky bastered. You’ve got this totally fuckable bitch that you’re treating like shit. The worst thing is that you know you doing this crap to her and she wants you back. Whassup with that fuck? Now, if that was me, I would’a dump your sorry ass a long time ago. Since that ‘ain’t me, I’ll try to enlighten you on somethin'.

“See, before I came here, I’d made a little stop at her house.-” Rath felt the rush of power radiating off of Michael, he had to adjust his powers to stabilize Michael. “-See G, she didn’t know it was me since I was you. Yo, all I wanted was a little somethin' somethin', before my trip back.” Rath noticed Michael's jaw clench tighter. His dupe was strong, but not strong enough.

Rath continued, “- Yo, we ‘ain’t done no shit, so you can cool it with the jealous crap. Anyways, she started to blabber about how guilty she felt lying to you and how she hates keeping shit from you. Then she started bawling man.

“You’re probably wondering what happened. Let just say I faked being ya more than once and she fell for it. She only found out later, and was fuck’n pissed.

“So when I saw her earlier and saw how hurt she was-” Rath lowered his voice into a whisper, “-I… I felt bad for making her feel that way. And I saw things in her eyes. Things that I’ve never seen anybody ever give me. At first I was consumed with this happiness, but then I realized that it wasn’t for me, it was all for you.” Rath looked up at Michael. Michael was no longer struggling, he was thinking. Finally Rath let go of his hold on Michael and got off the couch and walked towards the door.

Rath stopped and slowly turned his head, looking at Michael from the corner of his eye. “At that moment I could’a had my way with her, but I didn’t. I’ve would’a been a substitute for the real thing.”

Michael spoke up as Rath turned the door knob, “Thanks man… and… I don’t want to every see you near her again.” Without looking back Rath nodded and left to find his “home”.
***

He sat there in the dark watching her as she slept. She had kicked her covers off the bed yet again. Even asleep, she was all over the place. Picking up the covers off the floor, he laid them on top of her, protecting her from the cold of the night. Michael gently placed a kiss on her forehead as he brushed away the strains of hair that had hidden her face. He was surprised when his kiss landed on her nose. Opening his eyes, he saw sexy green ones looking back.

“I thought you said you had to go?” she questioned in a sleepy voice.

“I did, but I couldn’t stay away for long.” He took a long look into her eyes as their lips melted into one.

THe eND

1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | Fic