No More Drama (Part III of Marc and Cleopatra) (A Richonne Au)
“Why are you kissing Michonne?” Lori said walking toward them. Michonne didn’t have time for this. She was going to be late for class. She was never late for anything.
“I have to go,” she said to no one in particular and started to walk off.
Rick started to follow her. He didn’t want her to go, but Lori grabbed his arm. “I asked a question. You’re kissing Michonne? Is this why we broke up, because of her,” she assumed.
Rick looked perplexed. “You broke up with me last week. I know about you and Shane. I know about it all. I wanted to punch Shane in the face, but honestly I just don’t care,” he stated as he started to walk off.
“But Rick, I…” he stopped walking and looked back at her.
“It’s really nothing you can say to make me feel bad about this. Not after you hook up with my best friend. What could you possibly say to me?” he said not waiting for her response.
He just kept walking.
Michonne pretty much avoided him for the rest of the day, and he thought of her throughout most of it. They way she tasted. The way she looked. How she felt.
It was all so new to him, too. He had been dating Lori for a while. For more than a while. His mind wanted him to feel guilty but he didn’t. He was single and had no regrets about kissing Michonne. He wanted to kiss her all evening yesterday when he took her home. He exceeded that expectation by kissing her twice in one day. He wanted to feel guilty, but he just couldn’t.
He decided he needed to give her a call. The phone rung several times before she answered it, “Hello,” Michonne said.
“Hey, Michonne,” he said smiling. “It’s Rick.”
“Hey, Rick. What’s up?” she said pretending like nothing from that day had happened. Like he just didn’t kiss her twice in the school today and transported her to different universes.
“Nothing much, was seeing if you wanted to come over and watch a movie with me,” he waited patiently as the only thing he heard on the other end was silence. Then she finally spoke.
“Lori probably wouldn’t want us around each other, seeing as how she was so shocked to see us, you know, earlier in the hallway,” Michonne said to him. It was petty, but she was feeling that way right now. She was already enrolled in Drama class, she didn’t literally want her life a high school drama either.
“None of that matters because Lori is dating Shane, whatever she says or thinks it don’t matter,” Rick felt bold; he knew he had to be. “I like you Michonne. It’s just something in the way you move, the way you carry yourself,” he fell quiet and waited. She spoke after a full minute.
“I don’t know, Rick. I’m training tonight. Maybe we can talk in the morning? Can you pick me up for school, maybe?” Rick perked up and nodded his head.
“Yeah. I’ll be there. Just text me when you’re ready. Okay?” he said, already anxious to see her.
“Okay. I’ll see you then, Rick. Goodbye,” she said. Rick told her goodbye and hung up the phone.
Rick sat his phone on the table and turned the tv on. Nothing could catch his attention. All could think about was Michonne and her lips. Her soft, velvety lips.
He couldn’t wait to see her tomorrow.