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Chapter 1- It All Starts here

" In the case of Shawn Williams we found him guilty for second degree rape of Ms. Monae Mae Carson. "

That was the last time I had to look my rapist in the face. I could fInally be done with knowing the fact that he was still on these streets. Knowing he could have been out here touching other girls without anyone being there to defend them. Water filled my eyes with joy and knowing James was there with me threw the whole thing. Knowing he loved me made me cry even more.

" I Love you Baby" I Weeped as James held me in his arms.

" I Love you To Baby, Now Lets get Home So we Can Take A Hot Shower". Man i love this man. He is my Everything and i Knew That He Would Always Be There For Me.

" Oops my bad!" I Said While Helping Someone i Had Bumped into pick up the papers i made him drop.

"Mae-Mae? Damn girl Long Time No See where the hell you been?" It Was Malik My Ex, Well My Ex From High school. He Was My FL (First Love) And He Broke My Heart Fucking Around With Some White Bitch.

"Malik?" Damn He Still Looked The Same. Tall, Dark And That Smile, Man I Missed That Smile. " How Are you? You Been Doing Good?" I Questioned trying To Make Conversation.

" Im Good you Know. Same Ole' Shit Just A Different day. But Aye Ima Give You My Number So We Can Go out for lunch And Get Caught up With Each Other."

"Alright" I Smiled as i Took the Piece Of paper From His Hand. I Looked over my Shoulder and Forgot James Was Standing There Fuck! "Well This is James." I introduced him and I Could Tell He Was Pissed. "Wassup Bro." James Said Bluntly. I Rolled My Eyes At The Fact.

'' Hello, Well Alright Mae-Mae Don't Forget to contact Me So We Can Meet Up." He Walked away. Damn Can he Look Any better.

After Leaving the courthouse We Got Home And there was An Eviction Notice Pinned up To The Door. I Snached it Off Looking Straight At James.

" WHAT THE FUCK JAMES!?" At This Point I Was Pissed. He Didn't Say Nothing As We Walked thru the Door. " I Quit My Job two weeks ago and been looking For A Job" he Blurted.

" The Fuck You Mean You Quit Your Job? Why?"

" Not Enough Pay And My Hours Was Getting Cut They Was Gone Let Me Go soon Anyways Mae."

" That Don't Mean Shit James, Just Because You Think They gone Lay You Off Dont Mean you can go Ahead And Quit!"

" Baby Im Sorry. I Aint Mean To Make You Cry." He Was Coming towards me. I Rubbed My Eyes and Didn't Even Know I Was Crying.

"Dont Touch Me," I Whispered "Why You Gotta Put Me Through This Shit James, I Been Makin All The Money In This House For Your Grown Ass. I Shouldn't Be Having To Take Care Of A Grown Ass Man." I Got My Shit And Left.

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