Short Story
Part 2: Laila and Christian
As I drove home steaming mad I just to piece together when did this become my life. Yes, I had moved up and on but it was never my full idea to lea...
Part 2: Aaon and whitney
Pissed was way beyond what I was as I stood outside Whitney’s house. Lying on me to people I could care less about was one thing but putting coming...
Part 3: Brandon and Ja’la
I thought I loved Brandon before but seeing him beat death and hearing his mother talk about how she wanted us together made me sure that I loved ...
Part 2: Brandon and Ja’la
“Brandon please hold on. you got to make it. I know you can make it through this. I love you with all my heart. I don’t want to be in a world with...
Part 2: Kyla and Kadeem
“Kyla you got this. Kyla doesn’t turn away from the plan you come too far now. you got way too much invested to walk away. you need this closure.” ...
Part 2: Tiana and Sean
" I told your hard head tail not to take that boy away from his daddy." my mom fussed at me as her, myself and Aesha sat in my living room. " I'm n...
Part 2: Chasity and Deonte
If you love me you’d do this for me. the sound of those words kept repeating in my head. “he left me! he really left me!” I said to myself in a so...
Part 2: Karmen and Knowledge
“not my damn baby. pastor or not if yall don't do something I’ll find that little nappy head nigga myself and when I catch him I’m a kill him.” my ...
Part 4: Kayden, Kiara, and London
Everything with Erica and I was going perfectly lately. It was like a breath of fresh air to be with someone who not only wanted me but actually lo...
Part 3: Kayden, Kiara and London
“Kiara let me in or I’m going to scream so your neighbors know that you were sleeping with a married woman,” London screamed from outside of my pla...
Part 2: Kayden, Kiara, and London
"Kiara?" London said as she closed my office door. "what London" I answered her with an attitude. "Kayden is away this weekend, want me to come sta...
Part 2: Chauncey and Yolanda
The ride home was very silent and all I could do was look out the window and think about Neshay’s words and the pamphlet the doctor had given me. A...