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would do this over a damn break up.
    I was going to call Brandon to tell him what was going on and to make sure that he did something about it.  We had been going strong these last few months and I really loved his fine ass.  I pulled out my Galaxy S6 and smiled as I seen a text from him.
    Thinking about you baby.  Can’t wait to see you tonight.
    “Hey sexy lady,” my man said when he answered the phone.
    “Baby, we got a problem,” I sighed.  Sensing that something was wrong with me, he quickly got serious.  He really did not play about me and made sure that I knew that he would always protect me and mine.
    “What’s going on, baby? Let daddy know so I can fix it.”  Despite of everything going on that shit made my panties wet immediately.  I had to give him some pussy later on, but I put that thought in the back of my mind.
    “That nigga robbed and trashed her store. The shit is fucked up, babe.  He wrote on the window that he is coming for all of us,” I told my man.  I knew he would be pissed.
    “Come to my house now.  You’re staying here for a while.  I’m gone handle this nigga.  He don’t fuck with me, what belongs to me, or my niggas.  He got a hot bullet waiting on his punk ass.  What kind of nigga did bitch shit like that?  Stealing makeup?  Really?” 
    My baby was mad; he was talking a mile a minute.  I told him that I was going to my house first then I would come through.
    When I got to my house, there was a box on the front porch.  I didn’t know what to make of it especially with all of the shit that went down today, so I prayed over it before I opened it.  When I opened it, I was shocked at what I found.  It was a picture of me looking at the store.  I hurried and got enough clothes to go stay with my man for a little while because I was feeling more and more scared to be alone.  I was scared and nervous about what was to come next.
    Tanesha
    I now knew for sure that DeShon was not dead, Mo confirmed it.  What I was unsure of though, is why he was sending shit to Mo’s house.  She didn’t have shit to do with this.  Maybe he is trying to get to me through her and he knows that I do not play about my best friend.  I have fought many of her battles and I wouldn’t hesitate to do the same right now, but I never have to fight for her because she can hold her own.  However, I’m still overprotective.  I really don’t have to fight her battles anymore though because Brandon will but I still got my bitch back.
    I hope that DeShon doesn’t try no shit with her though, ‘cause I ain’t having it.  I was pissed the fuck off when Mo told me what that bitch ass nigga did to my store.  What kind of “real nigga” did that?  To make matters worse, I found out that he wasn’t about any of that middle man shit that he was claiming to be and that he was really a coke head.  I don’t know how he pulled the wool over my eyes for so long, but I guess that’s what love did to you.
    I ain’t worried about his ass anymore because I had been inseparable from Ace since day one.  He treated me like a queen, fucked me like a porn star, and talked to me like we were best friends.  What more could I ask for?  He never came home late or smelling like other bitches and for the first time in my life, I trusted a man one-hundred percent other than my daddy.  I now knew what love was and I was falling more and more in love with him every day. 
    I stepped out of the hot shower and cleared all the thoughts I was just having.  I felt so good after the shower.  As the fog faded from the mirror, I started to comb through my wet hair when I noticed my nipples were getting pretty dark.  I didn’t know if I was tripping or not but it was pretty weird.
    I started to think about these dreams that I was having about killing this nigga since it happened.  Oh no, I didn’t forget about that one bit.  Ace thought I did though.  He never gave me an answer and just fucked me when I