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I knew I wanted her since the first time I saw her at that kitchen counter sobbing. I could see the pain in her eyes, and I knew she had never been loved right. She probably never had someone console or love her the way that I knew that I would. I couldn’t love her then. My heart wouldn’t allow me to, knowing that everything or everyone that loves me ends up leaving this earth.
Here’s to being bent over and told ‘lose that fucking attitude’
“You didn’t think I wouldn’t come, my love? Come on now.”
“I wouldn’t fucking miss this for the world. You fought hard for this, baby… no more. I prayed for this, and God is finally hearing me.”
“Who you gonna make the God father, Rich? That nigga crispier than a hot dog on the grill at the hood’s block party… your future baby daddy made sure of it.”
I snorted while laughing, because he didn’t tell any lies. “Anyway, Capri I will call you later.” “Don’t try and end the call and not tell me who you messing with, B.” I cursed myself because I thought we had gotten over that conversation and he had forgotten about it.
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He remained quiet before he blurted. “Why, Blair? I actually fuck with his music, and now I...
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I wasn’t the perfect woman, or person. I had my own share of trauma and trust issues; however, I was a catch. I was worth the chase, worth lowering his walls down to let me in.
“I’m so sorry, my love… I wish things could have been different for us when it came to parenthood.”
“Baby, please… I want to know that I’m not in this alone. Quasim, I have loved you, and I want to continue loving you. I didn’t lie when I told you that I wanted to give you babies and wear your last name.” I continued on, as he hovered over me.
“You froze like a man caught between new love and grief. The guilt you carry for Cherie is eating you alive and not allowing you to move on. Sim, you feel like because her life ended, yours did, too.”
“Your life didn’t end when hers did. It didn’t
“Losing Cherie and then Harley fucked me up bad. I feel like the shit is karma, and it’s gonna keep happening to me. I let Blair in and I’m gonna be putting her in the ground, because niggas love to take the people I love away.”
“You shut yourself off from the world, even your own family. Punished yourself because of the shit, and you’re not to blame… Cherie should have never trusted that nigga. I don’t know why God took Harley from us, and trust I got a grudge with him about it, but that wasn’t your fault, either. You did everything, more than some parents would, to save her, Sim… you couldn’t save her… you h...
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“It happened once. You know what to do and how to move… you think fear ain’t a thing when it comes to Capri? I know she can handle herself and is always strapped, but I move with my girls in the front of my brain at all times. We’re providers, protectors, so come the fuck on with that shit. You not new to this shit, you fucking King Inferno… you know you can protect Blair… with your eyes closed.”
“After the way we left things tonight, she don’t want shit to do with me… can’t say I blame her, though.”
“Nigga, she stabbed a bitch in the head because your name was mentioned… our family’s name was mentioned. Women like Suga and Blair don’t come around often. You see how proud Sug is to wear that Inferno name. Yeah, she’s Lady Inferno, but it’s time for you to have a Queen Inferno, Sim. Capri Inferno would die for this family, pull up and air everything out behind us… Blair would do the same fucking thing. Stop letting fear get in the way and love the fuck out of her. B deserves that shit.” He stood up and stretched. “Got me not listening to one of my favorite rappers cause of this shit.”
“Nigga, I ain’t never told you not to listen to homie… I ain’t worried about that nigga. If Anjo wants to have her fun, I’m gonna let her.”
“Until she fucking married, and you sitting here crying and shit. You lost love once before, don’t let it slip out your finge...
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“You got jokes… the one who had pussy in his hand and froze. I’m scared of the pussy, Blaze… don’t know what to do with it.”
I flipped him the middle finger and laughed. “Don’t make me go wake your baby up.”
Quasimmy: my love? Me: Hey Simmy! How’s Mina? Quasimmy: Lighter fluid or Molotov cocktails, Angel? I looked at the phone confused and trying to understand what he was even talking about? Me: What do you even mean? Simmy: 5535756613
stared him down, knowing that I had given the quiet, crazy nigga some pussy, and now I had to worry about if his ass was gonna blow up a building if he saw me talking to a nigga. You know what… hell yeah.
