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This about me and you. I wouldn’t ever sleep with none of your men and you know it.”
    â€œAnd you know I was hittin’ that dope hard then and I was hurt about Lex dying in the car crash,” Dom says, locking her eyes with mine.
    â€œSo why hurt me? I been a good friend to you, Dom?” People passing by are watching us but I don’t care.
    Dom looks away again. “I was jealous of you,” she admits softly before taking a long drag on her cigarette.
    Her words shock me. Dom was my friend before she became my enemy. I know this hardcore bitch, so I understand how difficult it had to be for her to admit that to me. Dom always kept it raw, hard, and almost careless. That shit she just dropped is B-I-G. “Jealous? Of me?”
    She roughly tosses her cigarette to the ground before she crushes it under the pointed tip of her snakeskin boots. “I was ,” she stresses.
    â€œWhy?” I ask in confusion.
    Dom laughs a little. “Why the fuck you think?” she snaps.
    It’s my turn to look away. Of all my friends Dom’s life is the most opposite of mine but she always had me thinking she was happy as hell in her life.
    Yeah to the mother who was more weed buddy than anything.
    Hallelujah to the cheap rent and living in the projects.
    Thank you Jesus for creating weed to be smoked forever and always.
    Walk it out about stripping for a living.
    Who give a fuck about being a single mother with a missing babydaddy.
    â€œListen. Can we not dig too deep into this shit,” Dom snaps, obviously uncomfortable. “I fucked up and I’m sorry. This ain’t easy for me, Ze.”
    â€œWalking in on you fucking Rah in the same bed where I fucked him wasn’t easy for me either,” I threw back at her.
    â€œDamn, no she didn’t,” a woman said as she passed us by.
    We both ignored her.
    â€œWe been friends a long time, Alizé.”
    â€œDamn right. Way too long for you to do what you did to me.” I release a long, heavy breath and count to a hundred, remembering Dr. Locke’s bullshit tactic. “I can’t trust you as a friend, Dom. I could never be cool with you the way we used to be.”
    â€œThat’s fine.” Dom reaches in her bag for her shades and slips them on even though the sun is hardly shining that bright.
    She didn’t put them on quick enough for me to miss the tears in her eyes. Dom crying? Huh?
    I think about her hooked on drugs and almost dying from an overdose.
    I think of the pain she felt when Lex died.
    I think of the shit she went through with Diane as her mother and only a bad memory as her father.
    I shouldn’t feel sorry for this bitch . . . but I do.
    She helped catch Rah after he went on the run for assaulting me.
    She came here to testify and help put him away.
    She is standing here before me admitting something that I know is hard for her.
    â€œListen, I don’t know. I won’t say that I’ll call you or nothing like that. But maybe the four of us can go out to eat or something. I don’t know. We’ll see.”
    Dom nods as she lights another cigarette.
    â€œSince there’s no trial I have to go to my internship.” I pull the collar of my wool coat up around my ears. “Bye, Dom.”
    I turn and walk away before she can hug me or something. I wasn’t ready for that. One step at a time.

Chapter Seven
    Moët
    S unday services at The Holiness Church of Christ are the highlight of my week. The church is small with barely a hundred members, but the spirit in the church is strong. The choir always sings with much praise and Reverend Hampton always delivers the word to teach and inspire. I look forward to going to church. I have a good time. It’s in this church that I finally felt like the Lord forgave me for all my sins. Trust me when I say that is truly a miracle.
    And it is here that I met Deacon Taquan Sanders. Now I truly thank God for that.
    As