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things off with her, she was his side chic; the only setback with that is he knew Asjiah wouldn‟t play second to anybody, especially Corey.
    He had feelings for both of them, but the problem was they were enemies. Corey and Asjiah hated each other yet he loved them both for different reasons.
    He practically grew up with Corey. At first she was like one of the boys; she would play ball with them, watch sports; to him she was just little snot nosed Corrine from around the corner. But as time passed she traded in her baggy jeans for a pair that showcased these new found hips she had developed and her once flat chest now boasted dcup breasts.
    After playing hide-n-go get it; they had their first kiss and a few days later she allowed him to put his thirteen year old penis inside of her.
    Corey had always been his safety net; she was there to catch him every time he fell whether it was stealing money from her parents to bail him out of jail, letting him stash his drugs at her mom‟s crib, or being his alibi when he needed one. She was his ride or die chic and he thought no one would come in between them until he met her.
    It was easy to fall for Asjiah because she didn‟t have to try and be anything or anyone but herself. She didn‟t care what other people thought of her and he admired that. Her personality was contagious and she made it easy for him to be himself around her. She wasn‟t moved by the money he spent on her, the gifts he bought; all she wanted was him.
    She was a good girl, his sweetheart; she kept him focused, grounded, she offered a distraction from the normalcy of life. She inspired him to do something better, to want more for himself, she was his better half.
    Staring at her he realized just how much he had taken her for granted.
“Wake up baby girl.”
He watched her as she stretched, rubbed her eyes and put on her sunglasses.
“Welcome to the Royal Palm‟s at South Beach.” “We‟re staying here?”
He helped her out the car and smiled as she adjusted her ponytail and tried to knock the wrinkles out of her orange linen Enyce dress.
“What‟s wrong you don‟t like it?”
“Like it? CJ I love it!”
“Excuse me sir, would you like some water while you wait? We have tea and coffee as well.”
“What?” CJ sat up in the chair and looked around. For a moment, he had forgotten where he was until he noticed all the pregnant girls around him. He had drifted off for a second, allowed his mind to replay memories that he tried so hard to forget; needed to forget in order to move on.
“No thank you.”
“Alright, let me know if you need anything.” The nurse slid the glass window closed and returned to her paperwork.
CJ quickly picked up the diamond ring that lay neglected on the table in front of him and put it in his pocket.
    “A lright, I need you to roll up your right sleeve and relax. I‟m going to draw some blood; this will only take a few minutes.”
    I stared blankly at the nurse as she tapped gently on my arm. She probably had a daughter my age; I could only imagine what she thought of me.
“See, all done. The doctor will be in shortly to escort you to the ultrasound room.” She collected the sample she had taken, labeled it, and left the room.
    I wanted to throw up; I was literally making myself sick. I was a coward, a punk; I had something to say any other time but when itmattered the most, when someone‟s life depended on it; my child‟s life, I couldn‟t say shit; pitiful.
“Hi. Asjiah?”
    I looked up to see another doctor standing in the doorway. It seemed like everyone wanted a piece of the action. Everyone wanted to partake in the death of my child. I felt like they were all trying to dismember me piece by piece.
    “I need you to follow me; we‟re going to do a quick ultrasound just to make sure there aren‟t any complications before we move on with the next part of the procedure.”
    There was that word again; Poppins had said process, now she was saying procedure, they