I was tired of being in this bed , I have been staying at Tasha's for a week and I was tired of Tasha treating me like some type of nut case. Not to mention I needed something to get me out of feeling sorry myself . Jordin brought me some clothes from the apartment that she said was completely empty, with a eviction notice stamped to the door. The fucking coward probably packed his shit and left didn't even care that he left me high and dry with nothing besides the scars on my back. The good thing about being here is that I get three cooked meals a day. She says that I am her tester when she makes a new dish, she just don't know I don't mind at all. I was flipping through channels when their was a knock at the door. I mumbled a come in. Tasha peeked her head in, on her hip she had Malik.
"Hey "
"Hey." I said.
"Theses came for you this morning." She said. She placed Malik down and he crawled over to me kissing on my face. He was such a cute baby if only his mother wasn't such a damn bitch. I smiled at him while he played in my wild mane I had going on. I am going to need to take a visit to see Jordin... Like yesterday. Tasha came back into my room with two bouquet of pink roses.
" oh my goodness who are they from?"
" I don't know... Here read the card." She. Handed me a little white card that was in one of the bouquets.
" I heard that these were your favorite.....so I decided to send some to brighten your day..... Get well see you Monday"
Sincerely Machi.
"Ain't that your boss ?"
"Yea" I said in a dreamy voice.
"Gia really .... Did you sleep with him ?"
"Oh my god Tasha really ?? No I didn't I am shocked you would think like that of me." I said.
"I am sorry Gia but you did sleep with you last boss ."
"That was three years ago and that wasn't even all that serious...this one is different. "
"Why because you haven't slept with him."
"Yet....haven't slept with him yet." Tasha looked at me laughed and shook her head. I shrugged my shoulders I was telling half of the truth. I had a goal and that was to get Micah Paul into bed . Here I go wishing on a hope and a dream, I know Micah was not thinking about me so why was I thinking about him. I looked at the the pink roses I heard that roses have a meaning with color. I think pink means friends or some shit like that , well going to have to change that quick now ain't we.
"So what do you have planned for the rest of the day ?" I asked. While picking up Malik who was crawling on me anyways.
" Tye wants me to cook says he has a surprise that he is bringing to dinner and he wants me to cook and all that jazz."
"Ok ....well I need to go out for a few...."
"Where?"
"Jeesh Tash ....I need some fresh air you and Jordin got me cooped up in here like a mental patient. I am not going back to Robert since he left me high and dry the fuck." I said.
"Why the more reason you need to stay put." She said. I looked down at the sleeping Malik he was such a cutie, I wish I could see myself as a mom. I just don't want to be like my mom. Once she got over being beaten she end up hooking up with the divorce lawyer and got a nice chunk of change from him when she divorced him. My mother basically had spinach or some courage juice because the day she divorced my father, was the day her whole attitude changed.
"Well listen can you keep and eye on Malik I need to go grab something's from the grocery store."
"Let me come with you I can watch him that way......come on Tasha."
"Fine come so we can get back." I did a small dance since I still had a sleeping Malik in my arms. Tasha took Malik from me I jumped up out the bed and went over to the mirror. The bruises on my face, but nothing some make up couldn't fix. Just happy that I am down with his ass for good, I threw my hair up in a messy bun since right now my hair was in its natural state. Threw on some gray sweat pants and a off the shoulder pink shirt. I slipped on my pink chucks and met Tasha at the door.
"Ok I am ready." I felt like a ten year old who has been on punishment. I took out my iPhone 6 and texted my connect to me at ten grocery store I needed my fix like now.

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Birds Of A feather
ChickLitFour women who have been best friends since diapers, are now all grown up with some real grown up issues and struggles. You know what they say 'Birds of a Feather rock together' but will these four women still rock together with each other after lie...