Butterfly 2

by Ashley Antoinette

“The one who’s going to fuck shit up for every woman after this moment. You’re never going to be mine love, but I’ma always be yours. Whenever you need a nigga, you come find me. I don’t give a fuck about what happens between us. Good, bad. If you stay near, far. If we talk every day or if we haven’t talked for years. If you ever need to hit my line, don’t think twice, don’t talk yourself out of it. You call me and I’m pulling up dumping over you. Every time.”

We are not lovers because of the love we make, but the love we have.

Morgan was a good girl with a thing for bad boys. She was addicted to the butterflies and she had two plugs. Two drugs. Fucking addicted to the thrill.

that if you moved incorrectly … if you went away, got locked up, died … the woman you love would spend her life trying to identify you in other men.

The man she wanted she couldn’t have. The man she hated, she kind of also loved, and the one she was indifferent about she had hurt. Nobody deserved to be hurt. She was dead wrong,