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before I tossed the lit blunt on top of it; keeping an eye on it until the shit started to blaze. To help it out a little bit, I ran back inside to grab the matches I kept for my scented candles. I lit the entire thing of matches and tossed them into the fire.
    I headed back inside the house to fix me a tasty breakfast. I wasn't sorry for burning Davion’s belongings like I was Bernadine on Waiting to Exhale. I always knew that loving a hustler was hard work, but I was done with Davion putting the streets before me.
    I walked in the house and started on my breakfast.  I was in the middle of stirring my eggs and flipping my blueberry pancakes when someone knocked on the door. I already knew who it was. Adjusting my robe, I opened up the door to two fat black officers. They both were looking me up and down like I was a double stack from Wendy’s.
    “Hello officers,” I greeted them with a slight smile.
    “Hello Miss. Do you know that you have something burning on your front lawn? I couldn’t tell what it was.”
    “Yes I know officer. I'm the one who set it!” I boldly declared.
    “Well, do you know that it is illegal to burn anything in your yard in a residential neighborhood? This isn’t the country and that is definitely not trash,” he asserted folding his fat arms across each other.
    “Honey it is most definitely trash and y’all making me burn my food.” The mention of food made him smile, but he wasn’t letting me off the hook that easily
    “Well ma'am, I'm going to have to give you a citation.” He reached behind him to the equally fat officer that was writing it up. I snatched it from him replying with a smirk on my face, “A citation huh? I'll take a new nigga if you got that to give also.”
    “Like I said this is a citation. Don’t make us have to come back out here. Oh, and you may wanna check those pancakes. Blueberry right?” I slammed the door in his face before running back to my kitchen. My food was beyond burnt so I had to start all over again. Once I was done I sat down at the table and ate in silence. Once I was finished I put everything up and washed the dishes.
    Today wasn't going to be filled with me moping around irritated. Today I was going to show Davion who he was fucking with. I went upstairs and ran me a nice hot bubble bath to relax in. Today was my last day inside the house I shared with Davion’s unappreciative ass.
    After relaxing in the tub for about thirty minutes, I got out and put on some clothes. While packing up some of my belongings, I texted my girls Legacy and Alisha telling them to meet me at the spot. The spot was our code word for a condo in downtown Memphis that we all purchased two years ago. We all pitched in and purchased the three story condo as a mini getaway from our men, and when one of us needed time and space, this was the spot. Alisha and Legacy texted my phone back letting me know that they were both on their way to meet me there. Alisha knew to bring the liquor. I always brought food and of course Legacy brought the guns.
    We all became best friends when we met at Jacori’s 21st birthday party three years ago. We have been close as sisters ever since. Instead of stopping and grabbing some food, I decided to order a cheese and pepperoni pizza with a two liter of Pepsi. Before leaving out of the house I wrote Davion a letter and placed my keys and my phone beside it.
    I hopped in my pearl white Audi that Davion bought for me. I did think about burning it along with his clothes, but I loved my baby. I named her Cocaine. Her buttery leather seats cooled me in the summer and warmed me in the winter. It took me another twenty minutes to make it to the condo. I pulled into the parking lot just in time to see the pizza delivery man pulling up. I intercepted his chocolate ass before he headed to the building. I wanted to give him more than the twenty I owed him, but my girls pulled up.

ALISHA
     
    Legacy and I walked into the condo followed by Makayla,