Me & My Boyfriend
not thinking twice about it.
    Finally sitting in the cool air-conditioned air, Meesa downed a Pepsi. Kyan was knocked out on Gwen's bed.
    “Girl, what all did you get from the mall?”
    “Girl, everything I laid my eyes on. I tried to buy the whole damn mall.” Meesa answered, exhausted.
    “Look at my Godbaby, he is so cute.”
    “Girl, I know he gonna be something else when he get big, hanging around his daddy. Where's he at anyway?”
    “I don't know, he been playing hide and seek for awhile now.”
    “What are you talking about girl, cause you are confusing the hell out of me?”
    “Gwen, he has been going places and not telling me trying to be all secretive and shit. I think he back selling, you know.”
    “Well, if he is why don't he just tell you?” Gwen asked perplexed.
    “I don't know, Black think that I'm all fragile and shit and like I can't handle nothing. So he keeps a lot of shit to himself. I could've sworn though on my way over here I saw his truck.”
    “Where at?” Gwen asked.
    “Um, over on North & South.” Messa replied
    “He don't know nobody over here do he?” Gwen asked, continuing with her questions.
    “Nah, I don't think so.”
    “Well, on your way back home go back the way you cameand see if the car is still there. And if it is, ride down the street and get a closer look.” Gwen replied.
    “You know what you're right, I will.”
    On the way home, Meesa did exactly what Gwen suggested. But the car that was there at first was already gone, she rode past and continued on home.
    August 21st, 2003, Meesa's twentieth birthday.
    “Happy Birthday Shorty!” Black yelled in her ear.
    “Here wake up, I made you breakfast.”
    Sitting up while rubbing her eyes, Meesa smelled bacon. Setting the breakfast tray on her lap he kissed her.
    “Happy birthday baby.”
    “Thank you baby.” Meesa said while kissing Black.
    Noticing he was dressed and ready to go she asked, “Where are you going?”
    “Kyan and I are spending the day together so you can have the day to yourself. You know that you have to go the beauty shop to get that wig fixed.” Black said ruffling her hair.
    “Where are you and Kyan going all day Black?”
    “Don't worry about it. You do you and let us do us. When we get done kicking it, I'm going to drop him off at my granny's house. I'll be back in time to get dressed so we can go out, aight.”
    “Okay.”
    “Here Happy Birthday.”
    Black handed her a long black velvet box.
    Smiling ear-to-ear Meesa asked, “What is this?
    “Just open it.” Opening it Black had bought her a platinum chain with a two and half karat diamond heart pendant.
    “Kiss me.” She demanded. And, of course, he did.
    “You like it?”
    “Of course, I love it baby. Thank you so much.”
    Meesa sat in the shop all day gossiping. All of the girls were there getting their do's done too. Once again, Kisha out did herself. After having Kyan, Meesa's hair had grown so long that she got it cut in layers and streaked with the color Red Hot Mary.
    For her birthday, Meesa got her hair flipped in layers with a part in the middle. Nikki was sitting under the dryer, Kelly, Meesa, and Gwen were at the nail booth, gossiping and talking shit about people.
    “Oh hell no!” Gwen said, jumping up. Looking in the same direction she was staring, Meesa and Kelly spotted Destiny. They all stared at her like she was a ghost.
    “What in the fuck are you doing here?” Gwen hollered across the shop. Asking God for strength, Destiny walked over to them. After Daryl's death and her hiding out, she and Kat grew close. She told him how Daryl treated her, and the reason why she stayed. Kat told her no man should ever put his hands on a woman no matter what. He assured her that she could do better.
    At first she didn't like Kat because he wasn't the most attractive man she had ever seen. But after a lot of soul searching, Destiny finally figured out that was what got her in trouble in the first place. Judging men by

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