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white Guess top, and some white Coach Signature ballerina flats. I knew I looked hot and the way he was sizing me up, he knew it too.
    “So wassup ma?” Licking his lips he stood over me at around 6’2” and I loved it.
    “First of all my name is Asjiah and not ma.”
“Do you always got this much attitude?”
“Maybe.”
    “I’m just saying, as pretty as you are you don’t have to be hard all the time, at least not with me.” Twirling my curls between his fingers he stepped back and looked me up and down. “I mean you look soft as hell.”
    I hopped up onto one of the concrete stones as he stepped closer until he was standing between my thighs.
“You can be evil with those other corny ass niggas out there, when they try to get it on with you, but you can save the sweet shit for me.”
    “Isn’t that what you doing?”
“What trying to get on? Nah, I already got you.” Rubbing my thigh he continued to work his charm. “I was just coming over here to let you know that.”
    “You’re a little cocky aren’t you?” Swatting his hand off my leg I smiled at his arrogance.
“Just confident ma.” Flashing perfect white teeth he corrected his mistake. “I mean Asjiah.”
*****
The glare of CJ’s headlights illuminated the porch causing me to snap out of my daydream.
I walked down the stairs trying to ignore the pain that was shooting through my thighs and down my back.
    “Wassup cutie?”
“You’re late.”
    “I’m sorry A’, I got caught up in some things. I know we were supposed to go eat but by the time we get to Olive Garden it’ll be closed. Do you just want to go down to Edgewater for a minute?”
    “Whatever.”
    Looking back at the house I remembered how excited I was when we first moved over here from 142nd. I thought this could be a fresh start for us, that maybe we would finally get a chance to heal. I never imagined it would become my prison.
    *****
“It’s all about the Benjamin’s baby/now what ya’ll want to do/want to be ballers/shot callers/…”
    Angel turned the radio down in his Explorer as he watched his baby sister get into CJ’s car. He didn’t really have anything against the dude; he was just over protective and didn’t want to accept that his sister had a boyfriend. He knew CJ kicked it with a few girls from the Valley; that he hustled and pushed a little weight but he seemed to really like Asjiah and whatever she asked for, he provided it for her.
    As long as he didn’t put his hands on her or do anything to hurt her then he was cool. He didn’t want her to grow up and start having sex and shit but he
knew it was only a matter of time before she did. To him, she would always be his baby sister.
Angel turned on his alarm, flicked the roach in the bushes and walked towards the house.
“Who is that coming in here?”
“It’s me ma.” Angel walked through the living room and entered the kitchen where his grandmother was sitting.
    “You mean you came in here without something to eat?” Looking around to see if he was carrying a bag Marie adjusted her nightgown and got up to hug Angel.
    “Can you try saying hi sometimes instead of always asking if I brought you something?”
“Yeah, well hi. How you?”
    Avoiding eye contact, Angel remembered that he forgot to put Visine in his eyes before walking in the house. He wasn’t trying to blow his high from listening to her nag about him smoking.
    “My allergies are acting up”. Rubbing his eyes he faked sickness. “Um, hum. I got a little something on the stove that I made for the kids if you hungry.”
    “I’m about to head around the corner to Stacey’s house.” Checking the pots he frowned as he looked at the black eyed peas and neck bones. “I was really coming over here to holla at Asjiah, but I see she left already.”
    “What? She ain’t left here, she should be upstairs. She was getting out the shower when I got here.”
    “Well she must’ve left when you weren’t looking because I