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It's been a week since my day with Zae. I've been in a good mood honestly. He calls and checks on me every day and I appreciate that. I haven't had someone that liked me before do that. I was now sitting in of Money at the prison. I wasn't on any mess today. I just genuinely wanted to see how he was doing.

"What are you doing here? I told you not to come back to this place."

"I wanted to check up on you. I'm not on any bullshit today. I mean look around this is the family visiting room. What can we possibly do in here?"

"Knowing you." He trailed off laughing.

"I'm not that wild, Money."

"Okay, anyway what's been going with you? Got anyone special in life?"

"Why do you ask that?"

"First, you come in here smiling. You never smile, Luna. Second, you have this glow. You look good."

I shook my head. "Thank you, but it's nothing."

"When did we start lying to each other?"

"Well, I've been talking to this guy." I shrugged.

"It's a real thing?" I nodded. "He's treating you good?"

"Yes."

"Then enjoy yourself. Yo ass always uptight, so maybe a relationship is what you need."

"Don't even try to play me like that. I'm not."

"Whatever makes you sleep well at night." He laughed. "You holding up well though?"

"Yes, what about you?"

"I think about Carlos every day. This certain guilt weighs down on me because if I wasn't in here, things would've been different."

"It's not your fault."

"Doesn't feel that way. On the bright side, I might be getting out sooner on good behavior."

"That's great. Do you need any money on your books?"

"Nah, I got someone taking care of that?"

I raised an eyebrow. "Who?"

"Don't worry about that."

"Money." I sighed. "I don't want things between us to be awkward. I want things to go back normal before you had sex. We are both grown and have to move on in our lives. So, a new woman?"

"Her name is Draya."

"Is she cute?"

"I don't fuck with ugly bitches. Nah, but she's beautiful. She has been holding me down for a minute now."

"Were you talking to her when we had sex?"

"Yeah." He shook his head.

"I'm sorry. If I knew you were in a relationship, I wouldn't have done that."

"You good." He laughed. "I told her and she wasn't mad."

"Are you sure?"

"Positive."

"Alright, I don't need nobody trying to fight me later down the line."

He waved me off and we continued talking for about thirty minutes until visiting time was over. I hugged him and left going to my car.

"What's up, East?" I answered my phone after hearing it ring.

"Where you at?"

"On my way home. You need something?"

"Slide through on me. I need to go pick up my car from the shop."

"I'll be there in 20."

"Bet."

After 45 minutes I was finally at East house. Atlanta traffic was a bitch then these little ass roads with hella cars trying to get by. Some people can't even drive, it was just too much. I blew the and East jogged to the car opening the door.

"Damn girl, what took so long?"

"Traffic."

"How are you doing today bestfriend?"

"I'm good."

"OH SHIT!"

I jumped. "What? Don't fucking do that before you make me crash."

"My bad but this my song."

"You're a dumbass."

"I had a couple drinks or two, yea. That's what I'm thinking bout yoooouuu." He sang horribly getting in my face. I kept my eyes on the road pushing his face away from me.

"I'm going to need you to calm down."

"This is my shit." He expressed.

I busted out laughing. "Don't ever sing that again. You sound like a dying duck."

"You tried the fuck outta me."

"No, you played yourself." I continued laughing.

"I heard you got a man, don't really give a fuck. I heard you get when you think about us. Ride this dick like a bus, I ain't come here to fuss. I need ya energy."

He was now rapping like he was speaking to me. I looked over for a brief moment seeing him staring at me with the same look he gave me when he tried to give me head. I don't know where these feelings are coming from but he needs to put them back. I don't want them problems with him.

I rubbed my forehead. "Whew Chile."

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"Let's get this over with."

She sighed. "Fine."

It was later in the evening and I had to do a stupid project board for my professional communications class. He paired us with partners for this and take a lucky guess of who I was stuck with. It was Ms. Lilo. We both worked in silence. She would take glances at me every minute and it was getting on my nerves.

"Do you have anything you want to say?"

"Why are you so mean to me?"

"I'm not mean to you. I'm real, something you're not used to."

"That's it." She slapped her hands down on the table. I raised my head looking at her sideways.

"Girl, these are my damn tables I paid for. You need to chill out or leave. The choice is yours."

"I'm dealing with a lot of stuff at home. I don't need your shit every time we see each other. If you don't want to be friends then keep the smart comment to yourself. You don't know how hard it is to be afraid of someone who won't leave you alone. I get my ass beat 24/7. You might not know how that feels, so get the fuck off my case." She angrily wiped her tears away packing up her things and standing up.

I blew out a breath. "Wait!"

"WHAT?!"

"Do you love him?"

She shook her head. "I use to but he's changed. He started cheating, getting drunk, and always putting his hands on me. I've tried to leave but he always finds me."

"You want help?"

"You can't help me." She mumbled.

"Do you want help, Lilo?"

"Yes."

"Then go home and pack your clothes. Tomorrow, I'll come get you."

"Thank you." She gave me a hug. "He won't be home for another week. He went out of town, in other words, to cheat."

"Perfect."

I was sleeping very comfortable in bed having the best dream. It was ruined by someone banging on my door like the police. I just hoped it wasn't them for real. I whined stomping my feet to the door.

"Who is it?" Nobody said anything and I wasn't opening the door until someone spoke. I repeated again waiting for them to say something.

"Lilo." Her voice was faint.

I snatched the door open and my eyes widened in shock. Lilo was standing there beaten up badly. She was bawling her eyes out holding herself. I pulled her inside shutting the door.

"Are you okay? What happened?"

"H-He came b-back early." She paused taking a deep breath. "He found my bags. He asked where I was going and when I didn't tell him, he started hitting me. At first, it wasn't bad but then."

"Then what?"

"He saw my stomach."

I gave her a confused look. "What's wrong with your stomach?"

"I'm pregnant."

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