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tell her that she was letting go of everything and everyone that reminded her of her past.
    â€œTash, we need to talk,” she began. She tried to swallow the lump in her throat, but it wasn’t going away. “I can’t stay here, Tash. I have to move on with my life, Tasha. Malek doesn’t want me to—”
    â€œMalek? Hal, my brother and our friend were just killed. I have been here for you since the day I met you. You mean to tell me, just because you back with that nigga, you gon’ act like I don’t exist? You are like my sister.” Tasha stood up from her bed.
    â€œTasha, it’s not like that! I love you. You’re my girl. I just can’t afford to lose Malek again.”
    â€œThe world doesn’t revolve around Malek, Halleigh!”
    â€œMy world does! I met you in a whorehouse. You were the madame that was supposed to help my pimp keep me in line! Malek doesn’t understand how you helped me. He doesn’t want me around anybody that is down with the South Side. I have to respect it, Tasha. He’s my man, and I love him.”
    â€œSo fuck me and everybody who gave a damn about you when he left you for dead?” Tasha yelled, with one hand on her hip as she stared incredulously at her friend. “Fuck me, fuck Mimi. Fuck Maury too, Halleigh? My brother loved you. I’ve never seen him look at a chick the way he looked at you. Fuck him, though. Fuck that he came here to look after your skinny ass!”
    â€œThat’s not fair, Tash!”
    â€œNo, you’re not fair, Hal! And you know what else? I been sitting up here trying with everything I had to block some shit out, saying to myself, ‘Nah, there’s no way that Halleigh could do me like that.’ But I guess I was wrong! Your nose is so far up Malek’s ass that it doesn’t even bother you that he murdered Maury and Mimi! Right, bitch? Tell me I’m lying and I swear on everything, I’ll lay your ass out right here!”
    Halleigh felt the tears coming to her eyes. “Tasha, what are you talking about?” Halleigh asked, a twisted and confused look on her face.
    â€œTasha, stop with the bullshit. You know what I’m saying is true, and that’s why you ain’t been around and that’s why you running off! The cops told me what was up, and I played shit cool and covered for Malek’s ass. Why? Because that’s how I do for my people! And because I never in my wildest thoughts would have believed that Malek would do some shit like this!”
    Halleigh burst out into tears.
    â€œHalleigh, enough of the crocodile tears and all that fake shit!”
    â€œFake? Tasha, this ain’t fake! You . . . I . . . I mean, I know you are hurting and going through it, but you’re talking crazy. And I’m dealing with a lot of conflicting shit too, and I don’t even know what is going on.”
    â€œHalleigh, you wanna know what’s the fuck is going on? Yeah, whatever! But I tell you what; you walk outta here, and I’ll know what was up and what went down, and you won’t have to say shit. And if you stay, then I’ll be on my knees apologizing and forever grateful. But understand this: if you leave after all I done did for you, then it’s on! On the life of my brother and on the life of Mimi, it’s on!”
    Halleigh was feeling beyond stressed out. She shook her head and stared at Tasha. Then she left the room and went into the one that she had once occupied. All of her things were as she had left them. She grabbed a small laundry basket and placed some of her items inside, including a few of the pieces that Maury had purchased for her while she was in New York.
    She wouldn’t tell Malek why they were important to her, but she had to have them. Maury had helped her rebuild her self-esteem in a way that Malek couldn’t. See, she looked at Maury as a neutral person who didn’t judge her or come down on