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Asha's P.O.V.
I couldn't Believe My Mom wanted Me to invite Raheem to the Family Dinner.
I mean I know me an Rah were inlove back then but things have changed.
Rah an I don't see eye to eye like we use to I guess young love Really Does Die.
I Sat on the Bed an wrote in my journal All the thoughts I had in my head.
*Front Door Opened*
"Asha!" A voice yelled out I slide to the Edge of the bed an waited patiently my heart thumped in my chest rapidly.
I tip-toed over to the drawer where I hid my pistol and Extra cash in case of an emergency.
I opened the bedroom door and tip-toed down the stairs Carefully Not to Alert whoever was in my house.
With My pistol in Hand I turned the corner of my home to see My Husband.
"Whoa! Asha Jesus!", He said as he looks at me with the gun he bought me.
"Oh babe it's you", I said calmly putting down my gun and watching him take off his suit jacket.
"Yeah who else would it be?",
"I don't know never can be to careful"; I assure him.
He tossed his car keys into the small brown basket by the front door used for our mail.
I walked towards him and place one hand behind his head stroking his hair as our eyes meet.
"How was work?", I ask him as I do every day.
"It was the same as always", he told me with a sigh.
He lifts me up by my waist and I wrap my legs around him in an instant.
He kisses my lips roughly leading me into the kitchen.
I carefully place my gun down on the kitchen counter as we still remain lip locked.
He carries me upstairs to our bedroom for the rest of the evening until I have to cook dinner later.
