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By Nikaa Kolyon

I loved him and it was wrong but it felt so right ! No man had ever made me feel this way before and I couldn ' t help but want him more and more every day . See I was only 19 and Mike was 40 but I didn ' t care about his age . He took my virginity when I was 15 & I ' ve been in Love since I knew we could never be together openly and plus he had a wife . Anything we ever did was a secret and we made sure it stayed that way . He bought me a car and an apartment so we could have more ways to see each other .

Every afternoon at 5:30 he comes by after work on his way home to her . Although I know about his wife , I don ' t consider myself a side chick because we have something special that even she can ' t take . Mike is mine . I noticed I ' ve had a weird appetite lately and I ' ve been a lot more tired than usual . Which could only mean one thing ... I was pregnant . Sure enough , I took a test and I was pregnant . I immediately started crying in disbelief wondering me how I would break the news to him . I didn ' t know what to do . I even considered an abortion . I dreaded telling Mike because I feared his reaction ; Not knowing if he would be angry or upset . We never talked about children because we knew it was wrong but here we are . I texted Mike one day and told him to slide thru when he gets a chance .

Usually that means I need some but I had to get this off my chest . Don ' t get me wrong , we did our usual and oh didn ' t it feel wonderful . After we finished , I sat up and burst into tears . He then grabbed my hand and asked " what ' s wrong baby "? I then stopped wondering what I should say next . He told me he loved me and whatever it was , that we would get through it together . Me being me , I cried even harder . Not because I was pregnant , but because I didn ' t know whether to tell Mike that he was about to be a father , or a grandfather because Mike was my dad .

January 14 , 2009 3a . m 3:02 Me : " Yo , you up ?" 3:03 404-657-1098 : " What ' s up Lil mama ?" 3:05 Me : " I ' m tryna slide thru ."

3:06 404-657-1098 : " Come thru then 😏 " 3:10 Me : " Are you home ?" See , this the shit that always brings me back to my past . I ' m sitting in the car with my girls outside of The Compound in Atlanta , Georgia and I ' m drunk as fuck . My name is Sumari , but my people call me Su . I ' m average height , but baby girl is thick . I inherited my curves from my fine ass mama and my hazel eyes from my handsome daddy . Pretty , blemish-free caramel skin and a sassy short cut . I have been stuck on my ex since 5th grade and I just can ' t seem to let that nigga go . If my girls knew I was drunk texting my ex they ' d be pissed at me , but I just need the dick . That ' s it . They have to understand that . I feel bad already knowing that I have Duce at the crib waiting for me , but it ' s only one dick that can make me reach my peak while I ' m in this state of mind . Duce keeps texting me asking what time will I make it home , but I just keep ignoring his messages . I ' m zoomed in and focused on getting to someone else at this drunk moment . " Girl what your drunk ass over there smiling about ?" My best friend , Bre said to me . Breshay , who we call Bre has been my bestf riend since we had to beat a bitch ass in the bathroom in 6th grade . Bre was one of those girls that went through puberty early and adopted her ass and hips at the tender age of 14 . My girl was the shit . She ' s 5 ' 2 , pecan tan with dreads that reached the top of her booty . She ' s 5 ' 2 , pecan tan with dreads that reached the top of her booty . She is the mother of the group , but no matter how bad she got on my nerves with the shit I knew she was only watching out for us all . Before I replied to her , I checked my phone again to see if Jay had text me back . He hadn ' t , but I knew he would .

" Nothing girl , but I need you to take me to get my ride from Mama Ra crib ", I finally said to her . As soon as she was about to ask why , Cas blurted out , " She about to go see Jay , watch and see this shit ." My homegirl Cas laughed her ass off . Cassime , who we call Cas is the tall slender one of the group . She was 5 ' 7 , slim in the waist , and absolutely gorgeous in the face . The baby of us all , but you wouldn ' t know that unless she told you so . My bitches and I have been friends since we were playing in sandboxes over on Carter Street . They were my rocks and some way they always knew when I was about to do some dumb shit . I slapped Cas on the arm and Bre hit me with that knowing smirk and said ," I hope you ' re not , because Duce is really feeling you Su and you know Jay will never change his dog ass ways ." I dropped my head . The rest of the ride to Mama Ra house we listened to music . As soon as Chris Brown ' s Drunk Texting came on over the radio I turned it up and sang along with him and Jhenè Aiko . “ I ' m blowing up your lineI got you on my mind And the truth is hard to find , so I ' ll be , I ' ll be drunk texting , drunk texting , drunk texting you , Drunk texting , drunk texting you . Yeah baby I ' ll be drunk texting , drunk texting , drunk texting you Drunk texting , drunk texting you ”. I chuckled to myself , because Cas told me before we went out not to hit up Jamari no good ass once I started getting those drinks in my system . I should ' ve listened to her , but here I was laying in his bed naked as the day I entered this world . I woke up in a panic and it was 8:00a . m . Duce had text me 12 times and called 6 . I knew he was wondering where I was at and as my high from being drunk and dicked down slowly faded away I realized that I had fucked up . I jumped up and started throwing on my clothes . As I was getting dressed , Jay rolled over . " Do you mind telling me why you rushing to put on your clothes Su ?" I stared at his handsome face and that ' s when I knew that drunk text I sent was a mistake . Here I was back in the arms of the one who has hurt me the most when I have the perfect dude waiting on me , probably riding around looking for me . " Look , this was fun and all , but I have to go ." I grabbed my purse and headed for the door . As I reached for the doorknob , someone knocked . There wasn ' t a peephole , so I was about to turn around and get Jay to answer his door when I heard the last voice I needed to hear . " I swear if Sumari is in here , I ' m fucking done with her man . " I stopped in my tracks and that ' s when I knew Drunk Texting was the root of all evil .

By Co Kane Sosa

" Ms . Rogers , you ' re the candidate selected for the Lead Case Manager position at Lowe Juvenile Facility . The position starts on August 13 so we ' ll see you at eight o ' clock that morning ," Executive Director Marshall stated through the speakerphone .

That was the day everything changed for me , Tyshir Rogers , or Ty . I started my new job as a Lead Case Manager at one of the toughest facilities in Florida , Lowe Residential . After four years in college , I was just glad to elevate into a salaried position . I hailed from Miami , FL , home of the conniving , money hungry movement . I took the little seeds that Miami gave me and grew them into money making trees in Charlotte , North Carolina . After graduating in the top twenty percent from the Highest ranked criminal justice program in the nation , Florida University , I left Miami on the first thing flying in search of a happiness that didn ’ t exist in my hometown .

Tomorrow would be my first year anniversary in this position , and I felt like I ' d been working there all my life . I became so frustrated with the way the facility carried itself as a whole , and how unprofessional the staff remained at the wrong times . The common goal was to rehabilitate youth then send them home for a do over . This facility seemed to do the opposite of that and that in itself was wrong . I ' d been contemplating resignation but my heart stopped me every time .

" What ' s up , lady ? You ' re looking real lovely today ?"

My thoughts stopped running amuck as I focused my attention on who was speaking .

" Thanks but please don ' t talk to me ," I told him .

I didn ' t have time to be distracted with these feel good statements .

" Damn , ma , I ' m saying , I really was just speaking ," he continued .

I looked at him sideways , the way a dog looked at his owner when he spoke . I was confused as to why we were still talking .

" Oh ... ok , well . hello ," I said unmoved . He chuckled . I looked at him like he was stupid . " What ' s funny ?" I interrogated . " You . Why are you so feisty ?" he inquired .

" It ' s to prevent dudes like you from thinking shit is sweet with me ," I shot back . " Now , if you ' ll excuse me , I ' m sure we share a common goal ."

I turned my attention back to the

block to prevent any other distractions .

No one knew much about me or where I hailed from . I popped up , made my presence known and kept to myself . I ' d prefer to keep it that way .

" Don ' t be like that , mama ," he continued . " Do you smoke ?" he threw in .

My mouth went dry . Now , he was talking about something worth discussing . " Loud only ."

“ He laughed again . " That ' s all daddy smoke ,” he arrogantly replied .

I looked at him with a side eye sweep . I could no longer breathe his arrogant aura . Something about him said " run " but as always , the curious part of me wanted to know more , why he dubbed himself ' daddy '. He put his head down to finesse the cigar and I finally did a once over . I noticed the deep waves in his hair that shined under the street lights . His jawline was strong like a Pitbull and he maintained a small mustache above his lip . Brown skin in color , this regular height specimen carried extra weight on him like he was getting to the money , and I could appreciate him for that .

" You must like what you see since you ' ve undressed and distressed me with your eyes ," he said , staring at me directly as he licked the cigar to seal the blunt .

Again , my mouth went dry . Not only was he bothering me but he was handsome and I loved his energy . I didn ' t need the distraction so I continued fighting against the conversation .

" What ' s up , yo ? We smoking or you playing ?" I shot at him .

" I like how you asked if " we " smoking , knowing you didn ' t put in on the sack ," he replied , lighting the blunt .

" What up ?" a male voice asked out of nowhere .

I turned my attention to the customer . " What ' s up ? You straight ?"

The man looked at me , confused , then turned his attention to dude with the blunt . " You good , Cert ?" he queried . Oh , now I knew his name . Cert . I smiled to myself while I frowned at the smoker .

" Yeah I ' m good , unc . What you need ?" Cert asked . " Forty ." I looked at Cert and he looked at me . He shrugged his shoulders , pulled the blunt , passed it to me then pulled out his sack to process the sale . I took everything in while I smoked the blunt that he passed . ( coming in 2017 ) www . KanePresents . com www . BookTeas . com