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I need you to tell me why you would hand me off to Meek like I’m nothing cuz that’s the same thing Lucas did to me. When he was done, he gave his homeboy a turn. Why do niggas keep passing me off like I’m nothing?”
All he knew was survival. He viewed the world differently than Morgan. It was their greatest challenge in seeing eye to eye. She loved him with everything she had, and he had loved her with nothing at all. Her abundance of experience with love was zeroed out by his lack of it.
Morgan made him love her so much that family with her, legacy for her, felt necessary before death.
Them babies even mine? Cuz they don’t look like they got even a piece of me in em’.”
This MF!!!
“Nah, don’t back track now. You said that foul shit, now stand on it. One thing I ain’t never doing is proving shit to a nigga that ain’t never proven himself to me.”
You knew you were sick, and you still fucked with my head! You still planned a whole life with me, like you would actually be there to live it. All while planning to kill Ethic! You were going to take him from me, from Bella, from Eazy!”
Ploting ass nigga. Fuck him Mo
She was tired of niggas. Tired of them lying. Tired of them omitting. Tired of them judging. Tired of the hypocritical shit. It was all good when she was on the receiving end of the hurt, but as soon as she gave a little hurt back, they acted like her imperfections spoiled her value.
You can’t come back and claim to love me but keep bird feeding me breadcrumbs of truth. I’m not with that. You digging the knife in slow instead of just getting it over with.”
She wasn’t trying to be disrespectful, but she just couldn’t stand there and not acknowledge Raven.
Period. Speak up for your sis always
He earned her daily.
He anticipated her needs so he could meet them before she had to ask.
As did you.”
Thank you doc! This MF act like he forgot
“It’s a little narcissistic of you to think she would live in complete dedication of your memory for the rest of her life,” Khadeen said. “Do you know what a trauma bond is?”
All a woman really wants is the right to make her own choice. Its called respect.”
You’ll die here, in the middle of nowhere, for what you and your family did to her.”
My baby
Ethic may have rebuilt his family, but Morgan never could.
Stop letting motherfuckers tell you what to do. Nobody tells an Atkins girl what to do. My princesses do what they want to do and tell other people what they’re gonna do. Not the other way around.
“I was clear, Ms. Marilyn. I chose him and he left anyway.”
Love gone come and love gone leave. That’s just what it does. That shit is so finicky, it’ll say I love you in the morning, and by the same night, you’ll find out it's somewhere else saying the same shit to someone else. Love is a trick, but baby you got to trick bigger. You require loyalty. What is a man gone do when another skirt enters his space? You require stability. What can he bring to the table to make your life easier? To make your kids’ lives easier? You require honesty. Will he lie to you? Cheat on you? Is he deceitful? Or does he warp reality to fit his narrative? You require
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It wasn’t the connection Morgan had gone there to make, but it was the one she needed.
He prided himself on providing the unspoken for his wife. By the time she had to ask for something it was too late.
“How do I not turn away from God after some shit like this?” Ethic asked.
“You weigh what you have, not what you’ve lost,”
Sometimes you’re my heaven, every single fucking day I crave more.”
“Yeah, well Aria ain’t got kids so she can move how she want to move. Mo ain’t on that same wave,” Messiah stated.
Bish you ain’t her daddy or her man so stfu and worry about Blue
I get you fucked up about it, but you helped the shit happen.
A day without Alani feels like a day I didn’t live.
“No, you caught me with the man who was prepared to raise your kids!”
“Don’t like the girl you turned me into, huh?” Morgan asked, scoffing. “This is what grief and betrayal looks like.”
Ahmeek smirked. “Keep your eyes on your own paper my nigga,” he said.
“I’ve felt this most of my life, Nick. It’s when I believe I can have more that I fuck myself up. So yeah, I’m good. Keep my expectations low so I can’t be disappointed, right?”
💔💔
Suddenly, it all made sense. The massage, the five-star treatment, the drink order that was super specific, and the stage directions….
“You’re safe everywhere,”
“I thought it was love, Ahmeek!” She shouted the shit at him then sobbed once, lowering her head and sniffing. His stupid ass finger to her chin lifted her eyes again.
“So why you letting what other niggas tell you change what you think? You ain’t no little girl, Morgan Atkins. You’re a woman. Your own woman. A mother. You the queen, Mo. What the queen think?”
“I think you love me,” she answered w...
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“Shit sound a lot smarter than that other shit, love,...
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“You fell in love.”
Ahmeek kissed her and on the route to her lips he repeated, “Morgan Atkins if a nigga ever tell you different he lying.”
“Stop letting niggas in your head when it comes to us. Ain’t too many people know what this is. Who knows, Mo?” he asked.
“That’s right. Me and you. Nobody else. So, tell that nigga don’t speak on us.”
“Now you gassing me, Meek. Don’t play with my head.”
“No gas, love. You’ve been broken over and over again, and you still put your shit on the table, all your cards. Give a nigga everything with your heart wide open even though you know what that hurt be like. Mu’fuckas ain’t out here doing that shit. Even right now, you mad as fuck at a nigga, but you want to believe in love, so you believing in me. The thoughts in your head telling you to run but that heart got you right here. That take some shit that not a lot of people have, Mo.
You’re beautiful, love and I ain’t talking about what’s on yo...
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Smooth ass fucking nigga.
She could never get her fill of him.
I’m aching without you. Come home with me. Make a home with me. I’m ready. I’m choosing you.”
“You’re not leaving me behind, Ahmeek,” she said, sternly. “I’ll move. I’ll tell Ethic and work out something for the twins and Messiah, but it’s me and you. It’s you. Can you even believe that it’s us?”
“It was always gone be us, love,”
they loved one another to stand ten toes down on their shit, no matter who didn’t fuck with it.
