D'Anthony Carlos has skated through life always being protected. When you're related to the biggest drug cartel in the DMV you gotta be protected. When all of your uncles are the most feared and respected you automatically garner the same attention...
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I wish I never fell in love. It's not for me. It hurts too much. A bitch is bruised & banged up from that long ass fall. There's many types of falls. Fall from Grace: A loss of status or respect. I lost his respect. Fall of man: A Christian term used to describe the transition of the first man & woman from a state of innocent obedience to God, to a state of guilty disobedience. Self-explanatory. Fallen Angel: A wicked or rebellious angel that has been cast out of heaven. I was his angel, but he kicked me out & shut the gate behind me. No more falling. I'm going to rise or flourish next time. -Z.D.
"Jesus, you got even thicker from being with D'Anthony," Nubia comments as I look up from my phone. "What they say about girls getting thicker in a relationship is hella not true. I'm still skinny as fuck and I get my black blown out everyday. Where's my ass and hips? You got that happy relationship weight that I'm tryna get."
"Happy? Relationship?" I ask looking at Nubia who's sitting at my vanity doing her makeup for tonight's New Year Eve's party. I was already dressed in my two piece skirt set.
"I mean, sorry. I shouldn't have brought him up," she says frowning a little.
"It's cool," I say getting up from my couch after putting my heels on. "I just don't even know how to feel. He really had me thinking he missed me, we were gonna work it out, and get back together, but he just left. Doesn't even say anything to my face. Just leaves this and bounces," I say holding up the box and notes he left.
"He got the box, lefta box then left the box," Nubia says as if she's some philosopher. "He used you for the pussy one last time. Happens to the best of us. Closure sex. Too bad you didn't know that's what it was. He pulled a you on you. Can you really be mad?"
"I just wish he would've talked to me, let me explain."
"I'm pretty positive you're gonna see him tonight at this party. Maybe you can talk to him if you see him. Other than that we're gonna turn up, have fun and bring in the new year right. Okay?! I would tell you to leave the nigga in 2016, but I'm not, cause I know you're feeling him. Maybe in love, dare I say."
