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Love Always,
Candace Nicole
Chapter One
Carmen and Cooper’s wedding is beautiful. It’s good to see my best friend
happy. They really love each other. Watching them dance to “Made to Love” by
John Legend, makes me wonder if everyone gets a happily ever after.
Giselle’s talking to Liam, Cooper’s cousin; I’ve never seen her grin so
much. Of course, I’m headed to the bar when I see David walking towards me with
two drinks in hand. David’s a sexy ass man. His bronze skin makes me think of a
Greek God. He passes a drink to me.
“Are you trying to get me drunk and take advantage of me?” I ask.
He laughs. “I know how much you enjoy your beverages and no one could
take advantage of you.” He smiles. “I don’t need to take advantage because
you’ll be begging me to do things to your body.”
I
take a sip of my champagne. David’s always saying shit like this. I wonder if
he has a big dick and more importantly, if he knows how to use it.
“David, I don’t have time for this conversation, they’re about to
leave.”
He replies, “You always run away, Marcia. If you’re scared say so.”
He knows how to piss me off so I walk away.
Finally, after everyone has said goodbye, Carmen and I hug.
“You have fun in Hawaii and fuck your husband a lot.”
Carmen rolls her eyes. “Marcia, I’m going to miss you. Stay out of
trouble and don’t drive David crazy.”
Jokingly I say, “Me cause trouble? Never.” I look at David who’s
talking to Cooper and say, “I’m not thinking about him. He thinks he’s God’s gift
to women.”
Carmen gives me an all knowing look. Cooper returns to her side and
they kiss.
“Cooper take care of my girl.”
He lovingly looks at Carmen and put his arms around her. “Always.”
We say our goodbyes and I watch them get into the limo. David tells me
that he’s in town for two weeks and he wants to take me out. I tell him maybe.
This amuses him, cocky bastard.
Giselle and I walk into our apartment building. We wave hello to Frank,
our doorman. He asks how Carmen’s wedding was. We tell him everything and
Giselle gives him a piece of wedding cake.
Before we get into the elevator, Frank tells me I have a delivery. He
hands me a medium sized brown box. I thank him.
We change our clothes and drink rum and cokes.
Giselle asks, “Marcia are you
going to open that box?”
“Yeah, pass me a pair of scissors.”
We stand around the box. I have a feeling that unfastening this box is
going to change my life. Slowly, I open the box and feel the coolness escape as
I remove the card inside. It’s typed and says: A life for a life. There’s
no signature.
Frowning, I move the white tissue paper to find a severed head with
gouged out eyes.
Fuck, I don’t need this shit in my life.
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