Short Story

part 6: Aaron and Whitney

part 6: Aaron and Whitney

by Breanna Miller Marshall
I checked my surroundings as I waited for Tyasia to open the door. I had been here a few times, but I made it my business always to ensure no one s...
Part 4: Aaron and Whitney

Part 4: Aaron and Whitney

by Breanna Miller Marshall
My corny side was showing because I was smiling from ear to ear as I left that showing with Whitney. Everything was working out in my favor. And I ...
Part 3: Aaron and Whitney

Part 3: Aaron and Whitney

by Breanna Miller Marshall
“Denise? Denise? I know you hear me… Don’t get scared, baby.” I said and then heard the call disconnect.When I got Denise back home, we would have ...
Part 2: Aaron and Whitney

Part 2: Aaron and Whitney

by Breanna Miller Marshall
I walked out of that viewing, smiling like a little schoolgirl. I felt like I was walking on clouds. I had gotten a two-for-one deal: a bomb-ass ho...
Part 1: Aaron and Whitney

Part 1: Aaron and Whitney

by Breanna Miller Marshall
It was confusing to me how women behaved. Before I got with Tyasia no female wanted me or paid me any attention. I guess men that had their shit to...
Part 1: Theresa and Jazz

Part 1: Theresa and Jazz

by Breanna Miller Marshall
I’m not sure if it’s just me, but it’s something about my baby sister calling my phone repeatedly at 2 a.m. that doesn’t sit right with me and will...
Part 2: Angelice, Shyne and Rell

Part 2: Angelice, Shyne and Rell

by Breanna Miller Marshall
I drove home in silence, replaying what had happened between Rell and I. I was physically, mentally, and emotionally drained. I didn’t get why he j...
Part 1: Angelice, Shyne and Rell

Part 1: Angelice, Shyne and Rell

by Breanna Miller Marshall
As I sat at my work desk damn near in tears, not even sure why I came into this damn call center today. There was nothing I wanted more than to be ...
Part 9 Monica

Part 9 Monica

by Breanna Miller Marshall
  I walked out of the guest room, entirely in rage. I knew Stone was an asshole, but Terryl was looking just as shady as his friend, and I wa...
Monica Part 5

Monica Part 5

by Breanna Miller Marshall
As Delray and I stood there toe to toe, giving each other a stare down like no one was around, hate for him grew in my heart. “So which do you want...
Monica Part 8

Monica Part 8

by Breanna Miller Marshall
Erica looked at me straight in the face. And for the first time we stood toe to toe, she repeated her question, “why did you wait to now to say som...
Monica Part 6

Monica Part 6

by Breanna Miller Marshall
The site of my baby sister leaving with that sorry excuse for a man completely took everything out of me. I felt like I was back in jail watching t...