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even tell when he was telling the truth.
    “Shit, I’m about to bust ma.” He groaned before filling the condom with his seeds. He laid on top of me with his eyes closed. “I love you, Jaz” he said then rolled off of me. I rested there with my feelings hurt. I couldn’t believe this dude. He had the nerve to fuck some bitch then come jump in bed with me. I was glad I made him strap up with his dirty ass . I thought on the verge of breaking down. I felt so fucking stupid but more violated than words could express. I heard him snoring then got up to go to the bathroom. I sat on the toilet and silently cried not because of Prince but because of what I allowed him to do. I let him use me again. “This has got to stop. How much more can I take?” I asked myself going back to bed.
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    This was the worst headache ever. I woke up this morning with a terrible hangover. I was very nauseous and my stomach was doing flips all over the place. I had a taste for a hangover special from the Waffle House. Cheese eggs, toast, grits and bacon sounds good to me right now. I got up to call Samya to see if she wanted to meet me there. I heard the shower running, so I knew the devil hasn’t left yet. I grabbed my phone off the charger and dialed Samya’s number.
    “Hey girl,” she answered.
    “Hey boo, what you doing?”
    “Not shit, what’s up?”
    “You trying to meet me at the Waffle House in a few? I need to talk to you about something.”
    “Waffle House, bitch you got fucked up last night, huh? Yo ass need that hang over special now don’t you,” she said laughing.
    “Girl yes, I got a lot of shit to tell you to. My-My, please come. I don’t want to go alone and besides I need someone to vent to.”
    “Me too boo.” She sounded sad. “When are you leaving so I can get ready?” She asked when Prince walked out the bathroom in some balling shorts and a wife beater.
    “Give me an hour, I got to get dressed and do my ha..”
    “You not going nowhere today Jaz,” Prince calmly said and I looked at him like he grew two heads. Who is he to tell me what to do? “Hold up a minute Mya ‘cause I could have sworn mama said my father was dead.” I said laughing. She told me to check his ass and that’s what I planned to do. “What you mean I’m not going anywhere?”
    “Just what the fucks it sounds like. I’m in today and I want to chill wit my lady.”
    “Oh so because you got time for me today, I’m supposed to drop everything I was going to do to spend time with you.”
    “Don’t play with me Jaz. At least I’m trying to be with yo selfish ass. Be happy I’m here because I don’t have to be. Now like I said, you chilling with me today. End of discussion!”
    “Last I checked, I was grown.” I chuckled.
    “And I don’t give a fuck if you’re 60 bitch, you not leav..”
    Saved by the bell I thought when he picked up his phone. “Girl this nigga tripping! I aint even hungry no more, lets hit up the mall.” I said talking to Mya and removing my jumper from out the closet. I don’t give a fuck how mad Prince got. I was leaving this house whether he likes it or not. Even if that means fighting his ass all the way out the door, then so be it.
    “Oh well, I guess I’ll see you tomorrow. It’s no way Prince is going to let you leave.” Mya laughed.
    “Watch me, give me an hour maybe two but I’ll be there,” she said aite and I ended the call.
    “Aite..I’m on my way..Yea tell him to give me 15 minutes.. you already…One”. He went to the closet and pulled out his black Levi’s, red Coke Boy’s tee shirt and black RCG boots.
    “I thought we were spending time together,” I laughed and walked to the bathroom. I’m surprised he just ignored me. By the time I came out, I was dressed and ready to go. I was wearing my denim jumper and