Chapter 1

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DEAR HARLEM

I feel so ashamed, guilt tripping got me feeling like I took you out the game. Your niggas turned on you, muthafuckas don't even say your name. And Rose got abortion after she took all your money for child support. The judge granted it all to her after you got life. But than she went and got abortion like she miscarried. But fuck all that I'm tryna get you out. I talked to your lawyer he said we can appeal this and win. You got a good chance, we gone fight this bitch again. I still got that check from the project never cashed it in. Lawyers already paid don't even trip, they gone get all theirs and sum. Don't ask why but I just feel like I had to come and get. I let you sit once for all them years and didn't even bother to write you. Probably the last thing you ever wanna hear but baby I fuckin miss you. You the realest nigga out here, even though we got our issues. Can't no nigga ever in this world compare to you. With you doing life I'm fucked up and I can't hide anymore. I'm done healing completely and I done worked through some issues. I bet you think this letter a joke and that how can a ghost be writing you. I'll explain that shit later but baby you getting out, ima always be with you!"

Reading this letter back to back make me feel like I kinda sorta got my life back! I gotta get on the phone with my lawyer to see what she really talkin bout.

Yo I need to use the phone! I yelled out. These niggas acted like they ain't hear me. I'm bouta crash out!

Hours go by and I got the letter in my hand still. I'm reading and reading it over and over again. I'm analyzing it and I can see it being Malani hand print. She really ain't forget about me? Fuck all that my baby really alive? Ima give her the world when I get back on the outside.

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