I've always been a lady's man but I will never be the man for none of these ladies. All these women out here is hoes. You wanna get with me but I don't fuck for free. Everybody bitch out here a piece of me but I don't fall into traps. I need a woman who ain't gone chase me. No man will ever truly win my heart. They all tired and lazy. Where is the consistency and loyalty. Never tell a man "I love you" until he can say it first and mean it. Dudes just want the panties so they can say to their friends how they smashed. I won't be one of their little books on the shelf to read.

"He was my best friend, my first love , my husband...so why does he try to kill me?"

Underneath the old wooden dresser, mixed with a layer of dust and a few wrappers is something I hadn't seen in two long years. My wedding ring. My hand shakes as I reach for it. I finally get my fingers around it, and I hold it close to my body. Just the feel of the medal between my fingers sparked something deep inside of me. I often wondered what Ryan and North we're doing without me. Are they happy? Have they forgotten about me? Is he still looking? I look long and hard at the diamond ring. The words engraved on the inside catch my attention. I never noticed them before. I inhale, the words run through my mind over and over again like a broken record. 'Its always been you.' I slip the ring on, and suddenly I don't feel alone anymore. I feel loved.

COMPLETED AND BEING EDITED He pressed me against the wall. His plump pink lips trailed down my jaw line and his teeth grazed along my neck. "Say it." He hissed. "I-I'm yours."

Brogan moved home after several years and got herself a place to live along with her job at the small towns grocery store. The only thing she doesn't have control over is her Sexual urges. especially when she meets Nicky.