He was married. One mistake with the wrong woman could cost him everything. Once she found out he lied she will stop at nothing to destroy him.

Me for you and you for me that’s the way it’s gotta be…

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Ashton

I tugged on my olive parka that lay slightly above my knees trying to block the brisk New York wind. The temperature has dropped these past couple of days the weather is so biploar I swear.  

In a minute my fingertips will have frost bite since I didn’t own a pair of gloves to keep them warm. Well if I could afford them I would buy a pair but that will cut into what I need the most food.

Scooting up against the wall I dug into my black Nike duffle bag retrieving a sandwich bag that held all the money I had to my name. Silently counting it for the hundredth time today $10.87. 

That is more than what I made last week but it is never enough tossing the money in the bag I sighed in frustration. If it weren’t so cold right now my cheeks would be stained from my tears that was stuck at the brim of my ocean blue eyes.  

Harlem

Walking out the library I checked the time. For it to almost be nine o'clock I wanted nothing more than to go back to my room and sleep. Trying to help spoiled trust fund kids pass physics and wasn’t how I planned on spending my Friday night. But it put money in my pocket so instead of complaining I should be grateful.

A lot of people wouldn’t be able to handle winter in Denver. Growing up in the cold this is nothing knew to me. Felt like home actually. Anyway, walking down the steps I looked up at the stars. I swear I could look at them forever. With so many lights on outside I rarely got to see but when I did it was such a sight. Not paying attention I felt somebody’s body hit mine.

“Ow!” Looking down I saw her, on the ground rubbing her head. My mind was telling my body to move but I didn’t respond. I couldn’t stop staring at her. She was beautiful. I guess I was staring too long because she got herself up. When she reached down to pick up her things my body finally responded and kneeled down to help her. Standing back up I held a piece of paper in my hands only for her to snatch it out my hands.

“I-I’m”

“Watch were you going!” She half yelled and walked away.

Sighing I felt like an idiot. Why couldn’t I just apologize? She was right there and now probably thinks I’m some weirdo. Great.

Shaking my head I decided to avoid people altogether for the rest of the night and cut through the parking lot to get to my dorm instead of walking through the main quad.

Putting my headphones on  I blocked out the rest of the world and mentally noted all the things I needed to accomplish before the next day. Even though I was only a freshman I had a lot of weight on me. Being an honor students I had to keep my GPA above 3.5 which wasn’t hard. But my full scholarship required me to maintain a 4.0. I just hope I can get it done.

The parking lot was mostly empty which wasn’t surprising because of it being Friday night. Feeling someone behind me I turning around ready to swing but a black clot covered my nose and mouth. Survived instincts kicked in and I punched one of my attackers in the face. I fought to contain consciousness but whatever was on that napkin caused my body to go weak. Struggling to keep my eyes open I tried to look for someone. Anyone who saw what was going on to help me. Who am I kidding. Nobody knows me so why would they care? My face hit the concrete ground and everything suddenly went black.

“We got you now punk.”

Was the last thing I remember hearing.

Zion

“Body shots!” Somebody yelled right when I walked  through the door and the crowd roared. Smirking I made my way through the packed house until I going in the kitchen. Usually me and alcohol didn’t mix but it was the first day of a new semester so I figured why not enjoy myself before classes really got real. Fun rarely came for a student in their junior year because that’s when they are taking nothing but major courses. So when there’s time to relax you take it.

Half smiling at people I walked out the kitchen and to the patio to find my girl Toni chuckling while some guy sucked liquor off her belly button. Making eye contact she stuck out her hand and I took it helping her get off the table without hurting herself. Kissing her cheek I quickly embraced my long time friend.

“You finally made it! I thought you’d miss the fun before the cops came and shut it down.” She spoke in my ear then took my drink and drank from it. Rolling my eyes I looked at her basic behind and shook my head. I swear Toni thought just because we’ve been friends since grade school she was entitled to take anything of mine and make it hers. “Why you so late anyway? I thought you said you were gonna be home around seven.” Locking my arm with hers we went to a more quieter place in our apartment.

“Thought I was but I had to meet with all my professors today. They wanted to know if I was okay and was I ready to be back.” Nodding she handed me back my drink and side hugged me. Sighing I hugged her back.  Not in the mood  get emotional I let go and playfully glared at her. “Who told you that you can have a party? Last I checked my name was on the lease too?”

“Its the beginning of a new semester how could I not have a party?” She yelled earning some smiles and laughs from people around us. “I am the best  this school has ever seen and I will continue to reign until graduation.”

Smirking I pushed her off me so I could go up to my room. Of course she grabbed my arm and puled me back down the steps. After asking me why was I leaving I reassured her that I was only changing in something more party appropriate  so she left me and went back to enjoying herself.

Toni and I’ve been best friends since we were little kids. Both born and raised in Cali, LA to be exact. We met one day in the third grade during recess. She complimented me on my pigtails and I told her I liked her shoes and we’ve been girls ever since. After all these years her and I have been through hell and back. Seeing each other at our lowest points only drew us closer. So when it came time to go to school it made perfect sense for us to go to the same school.

Opening the door to my room I locked it then spread out on my bed. Looking at my dresser I smiled at the picture. Toni, Ronni and I were at the beach tanning freshman year in Mexico.  The first day we met her  I knew our perfect pair become a threesome. Veronica was the perfect balance between Toni and I.

Speaking of Ronni, I didn’t think I saw her downstairs. So she must be in her room. Probably firing up a blunt and don’t want to share. Getting up I left my bedroom and walked across the hall to her room. Since the door was slightly open I pushed it back and jumped in her room.

My eyes widened and my heart dropped at what I was seeing. Tears flowed off my face as I rushed to her bedside.

“RONNI!”

Terrence

“Wake up!”

My frat brother and I  smirked as the gallon of water splashed in the little nigga’s face. He squinted as he adjusted to the bright high beams of my truck shined in his face. Sitting on the hood of my car I shook my head at my line brothers. Seriously? This is who they want? They must be tripping. All I see is some little punk freshman who looks one second away from pissin in his pants. No where near man enough to joint my organization.

“Stand up.” My bro Curtis spoke. Running my hand over my face I felt my patience getting low as the kid struggled to follow simple directions. For real, how hard is it to stand up? “How much you give him?” He laughed and I shook my head.

“Get your balance together man damn!” Curtis yelled getting in his face. “You shaking like a stripper nigga tighten up.” I guess now the boy finally caught on to what was going on because he did what was asked.  Adjusting my hat I pulled out my phone. It was almost nine thirty and this was one of the many places I had to be tonight. This little gathering needed to be sped up. Plus a nigga was freezing his ass off out in this weather.

“You know why you here?” I finally spoke watching his every move, hoping he said something stupid so I could go off. A couple seconds went by and still he remained silent. Watching him shiver I heard my line brother chuckle. Boy better man up and quick. He’s gonna be very familiar with this winter by the time I get done with him.

“We’ve been watching you since the day you  approached me about joining Mu Omicron Beta.“ Curtis spoke. “The funny thing is all we seen you doing is going to the library, or in the damn room of yours. So apart of me is questioning why you even come talk to me. You wanna get your popularity up? Probably get some girls? Tell us now because we’ll find out.”

Getting off the car I walked in front of him. Looking in his eyes I expected to see fear. Something to show was he doing this for the wrong reasons. Was he a spy lookout to get information  to report us then get my chapter suspended? Because if he is then all my plans for tonight would be canceled and this little nigga would be found in a ditch somewhere tomorrow on the six o'clock news.

Surprisingly I didn’t see an inch of snitch in the little nigga but I still didn’t trust his ass. My brothers  out voted and he got picked so it’s nothing I can do now but I can damn sure make his journey a hard one. Hard enough to convince him that Mighty Mu wasn’t for him.

“You sure you want this? Once you start ain’t no going back.” Clenching my jaw I watched as he nodded. Checking the time I saw I had a couple minutes to spare. Smirking I rolled up my sleeves.

“Aight. My name is Terrance Phillips but from now on you will refer to me as Big Brother 12 gauge.” Smirking I walked back to my car and got in. Pulling up beside him. Getting his clothes from my backseat I threw it at him. “Have a nice five mile walk back to campus.”

This was gonna be fun.

Veronica

Where am I?

Opening my eyes it felt like someone was fighting me trying to close them back. Seeing the white walls I tried to sit up but my body felt like it was on fire. This by far has to be the worst hangover ever.

Glancing down at my hand I saw an IV hooked up to it. As much as I tried to sit up my body couldn’t move.

What happened? Last I remember was-

“Hey.”

Following the voice I saw Toni and Zion walking in the room. Not having energy to speak I looked at them, hoping my confusion will make them tell me what took place last night.

“How you feeling?” Toni asked sitting next to me taking my hand.

“Terrible. I feel like my period just went up 100 notches. Why am I here? What happened last night?”

They looked at each other skeptical then back at me. Raising my eyebrows I waited for someone to say something. Whenever they did that I knew something was wrong. What did I do?

I must have acted a fool at the party if they not talking, especially Toni. Probably embarrassed them bad. I guess I’m paying for mani and pedis when we hit the mall. Mentioning that should make up for anything I did last night.

“I apologize for whatever I said or did. I think I drank too much.” Smirking I thought about it for a second. “This is by far the worst hangover of my life.” One of the weirdest too. Whatever I drank probably didn’t mesh well with my vitamins or something I took yesterday. “Thanks for getting me here but I would’ve been fine at the house. Ya’ll could have taken care of me.”

The smile on my face feel when I saw tears fall from their eyes. What weren’t they telling me?

“Veronica…” Toni wiped her tear filled eyes and stroked my hair. “You weren’t drunk sweetie…someone drugged you.”

My eyebrows frowned at their faces and a sly smile formed in relief. Silently thanking God I cleared all the other crazy possibilities that could have happened out my head. Yea I’m pissed someone spiked my drink but I’m okay. Its not the end of the world. My girls like always looked out and took care of me. Which was why I loved them like sisters.

“Okay. Why the tears though? Y'all know I don’t do tears.”

Toni squeezed my hands and softly cried.

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Coming soon…

Five young women–two motives: money and revenge.

Somara and her four childhood friends Amani, Loren, Nazirah and Najah all fight for survival & success while living their now separated lives in neighborhoods from the Bronx to Brooklyn (Dyckman and Canarsie). Enough is enough when each of them suffer tragedy, debt, heartbreak and abuse; the events push them to come together for a not so ordinary reunion.

This time, it is not just their bonds but their hunger to strike back that brings them together. The sudden death of Somara’s husband-to-be shocks the city and reveals a plethora of secrets. When suspicions fall on her–she becomes more determined to avenge all she’s lost. The women soon begin setting out to build connections and gain infamy under different alias’ around the United States, leaving a trail of destruction in their path. It is soon discovered that their enemies are much closer to them than they could ever have imagined, leaving them torn.

Meanwhile, 2,791 miles across the nation in Los Angeles, trouble is brewing. Christopher, better known by his criminal alias Chaos is haunted by the past he’s fought hard to forget since his release from prison. After committing his first murder and robbery in over two years–the gang life is no longer a place he feels welcomed. He along with his younger brother,Taz work to pay their dues to the leaders who’ve helped raise them within the Blood Reign Villans. All seems to go according to plan until their leader, Wrath leaves the two brothers with one final yet pivotal task, kill a witness.

September 6th, 2015 - “You a lucky nigga if my mean ass like ya”

Sitting in the lawn chair on Blake’s patio I smiled as I finished rolling my third blunt. I was enjoying this party I had my Hennessy and my three blunts I just rolled. Plus I had smoke two blunts before I got here so I was feeling good. I wasn’t much of a partier but when Blake threw one of her little shindigs I turn up slightly. Putting my blunt between my lips, I look around for my solo cup to pour some Hen in it. I wanted a little something to sip on while I spark this blunt. Getting my white lighter out of my pocket I spark the blunt. Taking a quick drag I let the smoke immense as sat back and relaxed.

“White lighters are bad luck you know” a guy came up to me.

Looking up at his tall figure I roll my eyes taking another pull. I never got into that superstitious shit wasn’t my type of thing. Taking another pull the guy caught on and walked away.

Finishing the blunt I gulped the rest of my Henny. Blake was somewhere yapping at the mouth and Lyric had left to go talk to that weird nigga. I wasn’t planning on befriending Lyric but with both of them gone, it left me wide open for people to come talk to me. Not that I don’t like people it’s just they couldn’t handle my personality. They didn’t understand I didn’t care about their personal problems. I have too much shit going on in my life to feel sympathy for someone else. Gossip really wasn’t my thing either shit is so petty. High school was supposed to be one of the best time of your life. I couldn’t wait to be done with it and out of Chicago.

Looking up at the night sky the breeze hit me in my face as my buzz started to kick in with my high. I must say it felt good.  Everyone was playing drinking games while I just let my mind wonder. Blake was someone where around here running behind Liam. Something about him didn’t sit right with me. I tell Blake constantly to keep her guard up with him. I feel it in my gut, he doesn’t look out for her best interest.

“Bayleeeee, Whatup gurl.”

Lyric came back over sitting down. It was obvious she was fucked up. She was obviously a lightweight when it came to this drinking shit.. She had one and half cups and she was already slumped. I know Adrian made the drinks strong and all. Lyric still shouldn’t be this wasted.

“What’s been up the whole night, just chillin”

Lyric laid on sat in the chair with her forehead against the back. Chuckling to myself she was going to get the spins in a minute. This girl was too lit. I’m trying to be on her level right now. Feel sorry for her brother, he was going to have to carry her ass home.

“Whys you osver here by yosself go have funn”

Lyric slurred hard. This girl has never been drunk in her life. I can tell. I drink enough to know when a person was drunk for the first time. Drinking and smoking were my things. I had so many demons to fight. Getting high and drinking is how I fought those demons. People wouldn’t last one second in my mind,

I was always different growing up. I could never get emotionally attached to anyone which made it hard for me to make friends. It got to the point where my parents got me a shrink. People didn’t understand me. I didn’t try to be rude on purpose it just happens. Only a few people understood and Blake was one of those few. That’s why I rock with her so hard.

“People really don’t get along with me”

“Looks like you got your hands fool” The guy who commented on my lighter came back up to me. Checking him out, he wore a black button up with arm fatigue pants and black Nike Foams. Simple but it really fit him.

“No, I don’t even know her” I check out his lanky features again. He was attractive, I’m sure that’s the only thing he had going for him though. “Can I ask you a question?” The guy nodded his head for me to continue. “Can you not take a hint?”

“Excuse me?” he replied with a chuckle taking a seat next to me.

“Me not wanting anything to do with you” I made sure to look him in the face.

He just chuckled back while licking his lips. “Maybe I don’t handle rejection well” He looked me in the face. With this look in his eyes letting me know he doesn’t scare easy.

“I can see” I mumbled so he couldn’t hear.

Rolling my eyes I tried to play off as if he wasn’t evading my personal space. Looking over at Lyric who was holding her head in her own world.  

“Can I at least get a name” the guy ask trying to take a peek at my face but I turned my head quickly. “I’m Quinten”

“Well Quinten how about you get lost” a familiar voice spoke up. Quinten chuckled to himself before he looked up and saw who it was.

“My bad Eli this you?” Quinten asked. Nodding his head ‘yes’ Quinten threw his hands up in defeat as he got up from the chair and walk over to the group of people.

Bitch, how he let someone like Eli punk his ass out.

Turning my attention to Eli he had that same smirk on his face that makes me want to punch him. I didn’t need his help. I had everything under control. This wasn’t the first time a guy tried to talk to me when I didn’t want him to. Getting help from Eli made it much worse.

“I didn’t need your help” I said through gritted teeth.

Eli shrugged it off taking the seat Quinten had just left. I hope he didn’t think I owe him something because he thinks he helped me out. Are relationship was still the same I didn’t like him and he didn’t like me. As long as he was fornicating with Kai he will always be on my shit list.

“Well I extended it anyways. Um how was your night” Eli asked laying back on the lawn chair staring up at the sky.

I remained silent. Chuckling to himself Eli pulled a blunt out of his pocket sparking it up. When it came to smoking we were on the same level. He was probably the only person at Lincoln Way who could keep up with me on the smoking tip. It was funny because he was on the basketball team, but was as healthy as ever.

“Fine then, be that stuck up bitch that you are”

“And you wonder why I didn’t thank yo ass” I sat up from the chair. Just when I was about to maybe give him the benefit of the doubt he says some shit that reminds me why I hated his ass.

“Look I’m sorry I’m sorry’ Eli grabbed my arm stopping me from leaving. Snatching it away from him he knew better than to put his hands on me. “It just- it just you are the only person at this party who gets me.”

Eli was right, although I hated him for several of reason we were alike. We didn’t have too many friends just our one best friend. We were the assholes of Lincoln Way. It was enigma we were so different but yet so a like. I think that’s what fueled the fire for my hatred for Eli. I couldn’t figure who or what made us so alike it bothered me.

Watching Eli smoke, he let it immense from his nostrils. Taking a drag this time coughing he passed the blunt to me. Not thinking twice I grabbed the blunt from his hand taking two quick drags and passing it back. If our relationship was like this, it would be cool. Just two people smoking together no talking just smoking. I could live with this.

“Why you be so rude when niggas be trying to talk to you? You an alright girl so niggas gone be on yo jock” Eli asked taking another hit of the blunt.

I almost chuckled at the slight compliment he gave me but  he knew the reason why I was so fuck up. I don’t even know why he would ask this type of question. “Eli you know why I’m so fucked up, you are Kai’s best friend aren’t you”

Eli had a front row seat to me and Kai’s relationship. Kai was my first actually boyfriend and second person behind Blake to not take my shit. When I was with Kai I wasn’t just hurt mentally he hurt me physically as well. Our relationship was toxic. Yes he put his hands on me but I didn’t back down for nothing. I went toe to toe with him. The domestic part didn’t hurt me as much as the mental part. Kai knew how weak I was mentally so he chewed away at it any time he got. With the cheating and vocal abuse it made me even more screwed up.

“Don’t act innocent Baylee, you did some foul shit also. You got rid of something that probably could’ve made him a better man”

“Don’t give me that shit” I barked at Eli. He was Kai’s friend I mean of course he was going to take his side. “It wasn’t his decision to make it was mine” I fought getting up from my chair where I sat so comfortable the whole might. “Who the fuck are you to comment on our relationship”

“I see why Kai was cheating on yo ass, can’t have a simple conversation without snapping out ya neck” Eli voice rose causing me to flinch. “Gone somewhere with that flinchin shit I ain’t Kai I ain’t gon hit yo ass”

“Fuck you yo!” I spat throwing the rest of what was in my cup at him. We had everyone’s attention now. Grabbing Lyric out of the seat next to Eli I walked us into Blake house.

I didn’t like when people were watching me. She was my escape route it was obvious she needed water to sober up and I wasn’t going to wake up the next morning to find her on news for being taking advantage of because she was too drunk at a party.

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a day late but it’s whatever

Xavier Alexander

     July 4th