Don't Tell Me You Love me

Chapter 1

"Hello?" I said in a raspy tone. "Sorry did I wake you Malaysia?" "No. Who is this I'm speaking with?" "Michael" "Michael? Last name?" I said hoping this wasn't who I though this was." "Nav girl." "Damn." I said under my breathe. Michael or "Mike" as I called him was my ex. I met him a couple of weeks after my 16th birthday, he was 19 at the time, and I swore I hit the jackpot. Mike was Indian and black and boy did he look it! He was about 5'9 and had a light skin tone with the curliest hair you could find and a smile out this world! On top of all of that he had light green eyes and a body to die for. He was a basketball player and boy did he have game and I'm not just talking bout on the court. But anyway we dated and he cheated on me and even after I took him back he just stopped talking to me and last I heard he was in the Marines. I called him several times and never got an answer until one day the girl Mariah he had cheated on me with picked up. "Look I don't know what you think this is but you need to take your young ass on and hop off my man dick. Can't you tell he don't want you? Stop being stupid and quit calling him before it be a problem!" Then I heard laughing and she hung up. I was devastated for months then I had heard he left. Now here it was 5 years later and he was calling me. "Hey. Can I help you?" "I'm in Atlanta for a minute and I needed to speak with you. I know we didn't end on the best of terms but please go out on a limb for me this one time." "Ok where?" "Centennial Park in 30 minutes." "Aight." I said hanging up. I couldn't believe what I was causally getting myself into. I got out of bed and looked in the mirror, "Morning beautiful." I said smiling. By the way I'm Malaysia Bacallio, I'm black and Cuban, and I'm 21 years old. I was born and raised in Miami and once I graduated from highschool I left and came to Georgia for college. Spelman's finest baby! But anyway I'm a well known real estate agent in Atlanta and everybody who's anybody knows I'm running things round here. I keep it classy and always a little sassy. But any how it's just me and my little sister here because my dad couldn't take care of her by himself and her mom had walked out on her just like my mom did me. We had so much in common and she loved me and I couldn't see her suffer any longer and besides she was only 6. But anyway I went inside London's room and then the living room before realizing that her and my boyfriend Jay were already gone. I jumped in the shower and got dressed in my black skinny jeans, a red top and my red, black, and white retro 1's. After spending and hour of getting ready I headed toward the park.

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