Chapter 1

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“Mommy hurry up or we gonna be late to meet Aunty Rachel!” My four year old daughter, Sasha, whined as I looked up under the bed for my other shoe. “We aren’t going to be late baby I promise, Mommy just has to find her shoe then we can go okay? You want to help me look?” She got down on her little hands and knees and crawled up under the bed, pulling the shoe from a place I couldn’t even see. “Here Mommy, now can we go?” I laughed at my inpatient child before picking her up, “We have to do something with your hair first mamas, it’s everywhere!” she  the big mess of curls out of her face before giving me a smile. “Do it like yours Mommy, I wanna be twins!”

I had Sasha when I was just 16. I can’t say it was an accident because her daddy and I knew what could happen if we didn’t use condoms. Still, after I had her we were the perfect family. I graduated high school early and was taking classes in fashion design while her dad, Shannon, was working in a plant. He made enough money to support us comfortably, and I worked for a daycare where they even let me bring in Sasha for free. Everything was too good to be true, then it happened; Shannon started changing. He would come home late at night, and the money wasn’t coming in anymore. He started losing weight and wasn’t eating anymore. One night he came home high off something and tried to have sex with me; when I refused he forced me on the bed and made me do it against my will. I woke up the next morning to find him in Sasha's room with no clothes on, I lost it and beat his ass until I couldn't anymore. Luckily her clothes and everything were still in tact from the night before and she wasnt bleeding or hurt.

After that happened I found out that he had been saving money for us in an account, a “just in case fund” and luckily hadn’t drained it for drug money yet. I took it all and ran. My best friend Rachel moved to Atlanta with me and helped me by watching Sasha while I worked the night shift as a bartender. I was way underaged but the club owner was well known so he never got busted. I make good money and it takes care of all the bills, as long as we never have to run into that disgusting son of a bitch again I will do whatever it takes.

“Hey Aunty Rachel!” Sasha exclaimed as she let go of my hand and ran up to my best friend. Rachel wasn’t really my sister, but we have been attached at the hip since kindergarten so we might as well be. When the Shannon situation happened she was there for me, even moving in to make sure that I didn’t let myself get too depressed and to help out with Sasha who was only two at the time. “Hey my pretty girl. How is Aunty’s little firecracker today?” She laughed and they carried on a conversation while we walked into the mall. First we went to Build-A-Bear for Sasha because I promised to take her weeks ago but never made it.

“Now Sash, since we went where you wanted to go first, will you be good while we’re at the Apple store getting Mommy a new phone?” She tapped her chin as if she were thinking about it and smiled nodding yes. I held onto her hand while we made our way to the store. “I’ll be right back you two, my boss just asked me to make a call so I’m going to run to the car real quick.” Rachel is a personal assistant to a major record exec here in ATL so she is always on the phone. Sasha and I made our way into the store and I immediately found one of the workers who informed me of the 10 minute wait, which was heaven for a Saturday in the middle of Lennox. “Mommy, can we take pichures on the computer?”  I agreed so she would stay entertained for the short wait we had.

My name was called and shortly after I was getting help when there was a big commotion. All I saw was a group of heavy set looking men walking in and they looked to be surrounding somebody. One of the guys walked up and talked to a worker and the worker nodded his head, closing the doors to the store to the screaming girls who had their phones out either trying to take pictures or trying to call people to tell them about whoever it is that just walked in the store. I patiently waited for the guy who was helping me to come back when the guy who had been in the middle of the group stepped from in between him.

I couldn’t stop staring at the tall, light skinned, sexy specimen that was standing before me. He had on a pair of black joggers with a black leather shirt paired with a pair of bred 1’s and a backwards Mitchell and Ness snapback. When he opened his mouth I could see that his bottom teeth were covered with a set of gold slugs, but that his teeth were damn near perfectly aligned. His face looked familiar, like I had seen him on TV or a magazine or something. I couldn’t remember where though..

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