Short Story

Part 1: Theresa and Jazz

Part 1: Theresa and Jazz

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

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

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

  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

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

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

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...
Monica Part 7

Monica Part 7

“Momma…. Momma....” my eyes opened to see a little girl standing over me. “Momma, you gotta get up so you can take me to school.” she said “huh?” I...
Monica Part 2

Monica Part 2

It's something about knowing that you just fucked your baby sister's boyfriend in the bathroom, a damn club on some hoe shit that makes you feel si...
Monica Part 3

Monica Part 3

“Moe push, push Moe push baby girl…” Ms. Charlene said. “I can't, it hurts.” I screamed out. “The pain won’t stop until she’s out. So just push don...
Monica Part 4

Monica Part 4

It's not until you can't do something or don't have access to something that you miss the simple things, like the peace of taking a shower al...
Monica Part 1

Monica Part 1

"Momma I don't wanna do this please don't make me," I cried out. "Wipe your face, you want somewhere for you, Erica and I to live right?" My mom sa...