Reunification Part 2

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[glow=red,2,300]”It ain’t no hope for the future” —2Pac[/glow]

"Girl, this is gonna be such a surprise for Mark and 'Mir!", Lashonda grinned as the plane that she and Ronesha were traveling on began to make its landing at New York’s JFK airport. They were on their way to the hotel that the group was staying in for the night to surprise their men who had no idea that they were coming.

"God, I can't wait to see my boo!", Ronesha giggled as she looked out of her window at the city lights below.

After getting off the plane, Lashonda made a quick phone call to Tamir to make sure he was back at the hotel. After all, it was 3:00 in the morning and there was no reason for him not to be there.

"Hello.", Tamir answered.

"Hey, boo! I was juss callin' to make sure that you and your boys had arrived safely at your hotel.", Lashonda grinned as she gave Ronesha a wink. Ronesha put her hand over her mouth and began to giggle.

"Yeah, boo. I was juss about to call you to tell you g'night and that I miss you.", he smiled as he stretched out across his bed.

"Awwwww, I miss you too, 'Mir. Well, I'm not gonna hold ya. You get your rest and make sure you dream about me.", she smiled.
"I will, Shonda! And I'll see ya in your dreams. I love you.", he replied.

"I love you too, bye!", Lashonda grinned.

"Bye, baby.", he whispered. When he hung up, he proceeded to work on some beats with his portable drum machine.

"Girl, he doesn't suspect a thang! Let's go!", Lashonda laughed as she and Ronesha climbed in their rental ride to head up to the hotel.
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Mark and Cynthia were up in his room in the midst of some heavy lip-action when Cynthia thought about what she was doing.

"Mark, maybe we should stop.", she stated as she broke out of his embrace. She and Mark had been hanging out non-stop ever since they met up with each other again and Mark was getting in over his head and so was Cynthia. She felt like she was beginning to fall in love with him. However, Mark only saw Ronesha when he was with her.

"Okay, well I don't wanna rush you or anything. How about we juss chill and watch some tv. I'll even sit on my hands!", he joked as he backed up away from her.

"Nah, you don't have to do that. I'm juss thinkin' that maybe we should take things a lil' slower.", she giggled as she laid her head on his shoulder. He proceeded to put his arm around her shoulder as they watched one of the many late night tv talk shows that were on.
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When Ronesha and Lashonda saw the guys' bodyguard, Don, walking down the hall, they quickly ran over to greet him.

"Hey, what are yall doin' here?", he bodyguard asked with a smile after hugging them.

"We decided to pay our boys a surprise visit.", Lashonda grinned with a wink.

"Oh, aight. Well, lemme show ya up to their rooms.", he smiled.

After making their way through a small crowd of fans who weren't going to give up trying to see them, they made it into the elevator.

"Some tricks juss neva give up, do they?", Lashonda sighed with a shake of her head as they rode up to the 17th floor.

"That's exactly why they're called tricks!", Ronesha laughed.

When they reached their floor, Don showed Lashonda to Tamir's room first. When Tamir opened the door, he looked as if he had seen a ghost. But after quickly getting himself together, he and Lashonda shared a passionate embrace.

"Surprise, boo! We thought we'd drop through to surprise you and Mark!", she laughed after sharing a kiss with him.

"Oh isht!", Tamir thought to himself. He had seen Cynthia go into Mark's room about an hour ago and he prayed to himself that she was gone.

"Hey, 'Mir! W'sup!", Ronesha smiled as she waved at him.

"W'sup, girl!", he grinned as he stepped out to hug her. "Mark will be happy to see ya!"

"Not as happy as I'll be to see him!", she giggled as she and Don began to make their way down the hall.

"I sure hope so!", he thought to himself as he closed his door.

"Mark, can you open up for a minute?", Don asked as he lightly pounded on Mark's door.

"Yeah, man! Hold on for a sec!", he shouted as he jumped up off the bed to open the door. He didn't think much about Cynthia being in his room because he thought the bodyguard would be alone.

"W'sup...", he began after opening the door. He was shocked to see Ronesha standing there.

"Hey, boo!", she grinned as she walked up and placed her arms around his neck before giving him a passionate kiss. When Cynthia saw what was taking place, she immediately jumped up from the bed and marched over to the door.

"I don't see a dn thang!", Don thought to himself as he quickly left from the scene.

"Mark?! Who is this?!!!", Cynthia loudly asked when she saw Ronesha.

"Oh he!!!!!! no! The question is who are you?!!!", Ronesha shouted when she saw Cynthia behind Mark. Meanwhile, Mark stood in between the two of them while quickly looking back and forth.

"Wait a minute, Nesha!", Mark stammered while trying to keep her calm as she began to cuss both him and Cynthia out.

"Don't you dare wait a minute me! Why is she in here?!! You told me you loved me! And you gonna pull some bullisht like this?!", Ronesha shouted while crying.

"Hol' up! You told me that you didn't have a girl! I thought you liked me!", Cynthia shouted while shooting him an icy stare.

"Oh, so that's what you told her?! Well, you know what? Take this piece of isht and stay the hell outta my life!", Ronesha shrieked as she snatched her locket from around her neck and threw on the floor in front of his feet.

"And stay outta mine too!", Cynthia shouted as she stomped past Mark who was trying his best to explain himself.

"Nesha, wait! Come back here!", he demanded as he ran down the hall behind her. She was quickly making her way to Tamir’s room to let Lashonda know that she wanted to leave.

By this time everyone on their floor began to make their way out of their rooms to see what was going on.

"See, I knew somethin' like this was gonna happen!", Larry stated with a shake of his head as he, Rufus, and James stood together watching the drama unfolding.

"Nesha! What's wrong, girl?!", Lashonda asked as she ran down the hall to Ronesha who was hysterical and crying uncontrollably while cussing Mark out.

"Oh dn, man!!! Why'd you have that girl in your room for?!", Tamir shouted without thinking.

"Hol' up! Mir...are you sayin' you knew about this isht?!!", Lashonda asked when she turned around to look at him.

Tamir didn't answer right away which only made Lashonda heated. "I asked you a dned question! Did you know?!!"

"Yeah, but I warned this na that somethin' like that would happen!", Tamir barked as he glared and pointed at Mark.

"It wasn't like that though! I was juss talkin' to her and that's all!", Mark shouted as he grabbed Ronesha by the hand. "Nesha, c'mon and let's talk about this."

"Get the cufk off me!", she cried as she tried to snatch her hand out of his. When he wouldn't let go, she began to hit him over and over again on his arm and shoulder with her free hand. When he did let her go, she marched over to Tamir.

"How could you keep somethin' like this away from me?", she cried.

"Because he's a sorry @$$ na like him!", Lashonda yelled as she glanced over at Mark.

"Bullisht! I ain't nothin' like that na! I tried to tell him that he was wrong for what he was doin'!!", Tamir yelled back at Lashonda.

"Yeah, but a true friend wouldn’t keep some isht like this a secret!", Lashonda shot back as she walked over to him. She proceeded to take her promise ring off of her finger and opened up Tamir’s hand to place the ring in it. "It's ova, na!"

"What's goin' on around here?!", a member of the hotel security staff asked as he made his way upstairs.

"Nothin'. Everything is fine.", Mark replied as he headed towards Nesha. However, she stomped away from him while continuing to cry.

"Well, a few people called downstairs complainin' about the noise. Now if things aren’t settled down, I'll have to ask you to leave.", the security guard stated.

"Okay!", Tamir answered with a nod of his head. "We'll keep it down."

"Thank you!", the guard replied. "But remember…one more complaint and that's it!"

"We said we heard you, man, dn!!!", Mark shouted out of anger.

"Everybody juss go back to your rooms.", Don stated. However, Mark walked over to Ronesha to try to get her to come back to his room.

"Juss stop!", she whispered with a shake of her head as she snatched her arm away from him.

"C'mon, girl! Let's go.", Lashonda stated as she went over to get Ronesha.

"So you're not gonna even try to work things out between us?", Tamir asked as he followed them over to the elevator. Lashonda proceeded to shoot him a nasty look before rolling her eyes at him.

"Dn!!!!", Mark shouted as he went back into his room and slammed his door shut.
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"Girl, he might as well give up leavin' me all these messages and isht! That's one na I don't eva wanna see again!", Ronesha sighed as she talked with Lashonda on the phone a few weeks later.

"I know girl! If that had been 'Mir, I woulda whupped his @$$!!!", Lashonda replied before getting a beep. "Hold on a minute." She clicked over to her other line.

"Hello.", she answered.

"Hey, boo. I juss called to talk with you for a while if you're not busy.", Tamir stated.

"No, I'm not. Hold on a sec.", she huffed while clicking back over to Ronesha.

"Nesha? Speak of the devil, it's Mir. I'll get back at'cha lata, aight?", she stated.

"Aight, Shonda. See ya.", Ronesha replied.

"Buh bye. Hello? Mir?", Lashonda stated after clicking her phone back over once again.

"Yeah, I'm here.", he replied. "Listen, you haven’t been taking any of my calls for the past few weeks and I really need to know some things. First of all, I wanna know why the hell you gave me your promise ring back! "

"Mir. I'ono what to do or think anymore.", Lashonda replied with a shake of her head.

"Boo, I wish you would juss listen to my side of the story.", he begged.

"No...I can't do that until you get home so we can talk about this face-to-face.", she stated.

"Well, are we gonna be able to patch things up after we talk?", Tamir asked.

Lashonda began to cry. "Mir, I juss don't know! Listen, I think we need to end this call right here. G'night."

"Wait, Shonda!", he commanded before hearing a dial tone. "Dt!"

As soon as he hung up his phone, there was a knock at his door. When he opened it, Mark was standing there.

"W'sup, man.", Mark stated as he walked inside his room.

"W'sup.", Tamir replied as he and Mark went over to a table to sit down.

"Man, are things any betta?", Mark asked when he saw the look on Tamir's face.

"Nah, she still doesn't wanna talk about us until we get home.", Tamir sighed as he took both of his hands and ran them down his face.

"Dn, man! I know the feelin'. Nesha won't return none of my calls. I think I've cufked things up fo real this time around.", Mark stated with a shake of his head.

"I can tell that you're honestly sorry for what you did to my girl. Maybe she'll come around once she sees you when you get home.", Tamir replied.

"Yeah, man. We really need to get our girls back.", Mark stated with a nod of his head.

A few minutes later, the rest of the guys came to Tamir's room and they proceeded to sit around and listen to music and play cards for a few hours.
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"Hey, Dontrell!", Ronesha smiled after bumping into him at the grocery store.

"W'sup, girl! How are ya?", he grinned.

"Well, I'm doin' aight.", she weakly smiled with a shrug of her shoulders.

"Awwww...I always know when somethin's botherin' my girl, so tell me allll about it.", he smiled as he placed his arm around her shoulder.

She began to giggle. "It's nothin', really. Juss a lil' somethin' somethin' I'm havin' to deal with right now. But I'll be fine. Thanks for bein' concerned though."

"Well, look...if you eva wanna talk about it, here's my number.", he stated as he pulled a card with his pc repair business info on it from his pants pocket. He proceeded to scribble his home number on the back of it. He then handed it to her.

"Okay, thanks!", she smiled. "Well, I'll see ya around. Bye."

"Aight, sweetie. See ya lata.", he replied as he waved goodbye to her.
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"So, how are ya doin' now, girl?", Anitra asked when she received a call from Cynthia.

"I'm aight. Juss gettin' ova the bullisht that lyin' @$$ na put me through not too long ago.", Cynthia sighed. She immediately began to think about Mark's girl and how she bared a striking resemblance to her. But she didn't dare mention this to anyone. She prolly thought she was just seeing things.

"Girl, some nas are all about the bullisht. But you hang in there! I might come down to see you and Trell when you get settled into his place in a few weeks if my work schedule permits it. Until then, is there anything you need me to do for ya?", Anitra asked.

"Nah, girl! I'm coo'. But thanks though.", Cynthia smiled. "Take care!"

"Aight, Cynthia! You do the same, bye!", Anitra smiled.

"Bye!", Cynthia replied.
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"Hey, boo!", Tamir smiled as he walked into the den where Lashonda was lying on the sofa watching tv.

"W'sup.", she replied as she began to sit up on the chair. She made it obvious that she was still somewhat pissed at the info that Tamir held back from her and Ronesha.

When Tamir went to sit next to her, he noticed that she gave him a weak hug when he hugged and kissed her on the cheek.

"Listen, Shonda. Before we talk, I want'chu to put this ring back on, aight?", he stated as he took her hand and placed his promise ring back on her finger. She proceeded to look down at her hand and then looked back up at him.

"So what now?", she asked as she sat back on the sofa while folding her arms.

"I know it looked bad, but I juss need for you to undastand that the reason why I didn't wanna say anything about what Mark did was because I was lookin' out for Nesha's feelin's.", Tamir sadly stated while looking at Lashonda.

"That may be well and true, Mir, but if you could keep somethin' like this away from me and your friend who was in your life from childhood, then there’s no tellin’ what else would you keep a secret.", Lashonda replied as tears welled up in her eyes.

"That's the only thing in life that I have eva kept away from the people that I care about and I plan to make it my last time. All I can say is I'm sorry, Shonda.", Tamir replied as he took both of her hands.

"It's gonna take me some time for me to get through this. But in the meantime, I think you need to talk to Ronesha about what you did.", Lashonda stated before getting up to head upstairs.

"I will.", he replied as he watched her walking out of the den.
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"Tha' cufk!", Mark whispered as he tried to open the door to Ronesha's place. He didn't know that she had the locks changed the minute she arrived home after witnessing what he did to her. He tried a few more times without any success. "Nesha! What's goin' on?!", he shouted while pounding on her door.

Ronesha slowly walked down the hall from the den to the front door. "Mark, juss leave, aight? I told you that I don't wanna have isht else to do with yo triflin', sorry @$$ no mo'!"

"Look, can't we talk about this?!", he pleaded.

"Talk about what?! How you were seein' some ho behind my back?!!! Look get away from here before I call the law on yo @$$!", she shouted.

"So that's how it's gonna be?!", Mark asked.

"Na, that's how it is! Now you got 5 seconds to leave. I've already dialed the 9 and the 1. Don't make me hit 1 again!", she warned.

"Isht!", he huffed as he walked down the steps to head back over to his ride.

"That's what I cufkin' thought!", she stated to herself as she watched him speed away.

"Hello.", Tamir answered when he answered the phone.

"Man, you're not gonna believe this, but Nesha changed all the locks on her door!", Mark huffed as he sped through the traffic to head to his own place.

"Oh isht! She what?!", Tamir chuckled.

"Man, this isht ain't funny! She won't even talk to me! What am I gonna do?! I love that girl!", Mark shouted.

"Juss give her some time to cool off. After all, she's only human and her heart has been broken once again.", Tamir sighed as he laid back on his pillow.

"Isht, man! I know I cufked up, but I gotta think of somethin' to win my boo back.", Mark sadly stated.

"You'll think of somethin', man. Juss hold on.", Tamir replied.

"Aight, man! Well let me put this phone away before I'm pulled over. Lata!", Mark stated.

"Aight, see ya!", Tamir replied.

"Who was that?", Lashonda asked as she climbed in the bed next to Tamir. He noticed that she left plenty of space in between them.

"Mark. He said that Nesha changed all the locks on her door.", he replied as he looked over at her. But Lashonda kept her back to him.

"Serves his @$$ right!", she snapped as she reached over to turn her lamp off.

However, Tamir didn't answer her. He reached over and turned his lamp off. But after tossing and turning for a few minutes, he decided he wanted to talk things over some more with Lashonda. He didn’t want them to go to bed upset with each other.

“Shonda? Shonda? C’mon, ma. Don’t be like this. I can’t stand when you won’t talk to me.”, Tamir stated as he placed his arm across her side to pull her into his arms.

“I’m goin’ to sleep in the guestroom. I’m tired and I don’t feel like talkin’ about anything right now.”, she sighed as she pushed his arm away. She then made her way out of the bedroom.

“Cufk!!!”, Tamir shouted as he rolled back over onto his back. He took one of the many pillows on the bed and placed it over his face. He drifted off to sleep a few minutes later.
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[CarolinaCutie]

When Mark reached his house and went inside, he decided to make another call.

“W’sup, ma! Listen, I really need to apologize for…”, he began before Cynthia proceeded to cut him off.

“I don’t wanna hear isht that you gotta say! You made me look like some ho-groupie in front of everybody with that isht you pulled!!! So do me
a favor and lose my cufkin’ number!” She slammed the phone down in his ear. “Punk itchb muphucca! I still can’t believe that isht!!!” Her phone began to ring again.

“Na, I thought I told yo @$$ not to call here no more!”, she shouted. She was about to slam the receiver down again, but she heard a male voice telling her to hold on while chuckling. Placing the phone back up to her ear, she demanded to know who was calling.

“It’s Trell! Girl, what in the world is up wit’chu?!!”, Dontrell laughed. He had never heard this side of Cynthia in all of the years he knew her.

“Oh.”, she laughed out of embarrassment while shaking her head. “I thought you was this sorry @$$ na that won’t take no for an answer. Anyway, what’cha been up to?”

“Nothin’ much. I was juss callin’ to see if you were still comin’ down at the end of the week so I can be home when you get here.”, Dontrell grinned.

“Oh yeah, man! I should be there around 6 Friday evenin’. I can’t thank ya enough for puttin’ me up in your place for a while. Hopefully, it won’t take too long to find out what I need to know.”, Cynthia replied.

“Yeah, I hope not. Well listen, I was juss callin’ ya up to make sure everything is goin’ as planned. You have a good night’s rest and don’t let that na get under your skin.”, he chuckled.

“Oh, please believe that he won’t! Anyway, I’ll see ya in a few days. Bye.”, Cynthia giggled.

“See ya, lil’ cuz!”, Dontrell replied.
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The next day, Lashonda was upstairs doing a little cleaning when she heard Tamir coming inside downstairs. But she noticed another voice with him. It was Mark.

“No this man didn’t bring that sorry @$$ up in this house?!”, she whispered with a shake of her head.

“Hey, Shonda.”, Mark smiled when she entered the den where he and Tamir were watching tv. However, she didn’t answer; she shot him a nasty look instead.

“W’sup, boo!”, Tamir stated as he tried his best to break the awkward silence.

“I need to see you in the kitchen for a minute.”, she snapped as she made her way out of the den.

Tamir looked back at Mark and shook his head as he followed Lashonda out.

“Why did you have to bring him here knowin’ what he did?”, Lashonda asked.

“Look, Shonda…in spite of what he did, he’s still my boy.”, Tamir replied.

“Don’t you care about your girl’s feelin’s?”, she asked with a suck of her teeth. “She was there with you from the jump when yall were lil’ kids. Mark didn’t come along until lata on in your life.”

“Don’t you think I know that?! Juss because he pulled that bullisht with Nesha doesn’t mean I’m gonna cut off my friendship with him. And that doesn’t mean I’m desertin’ Nesha. I’ll always be there for the both of them in spite of what’s goin’ on. And I wish you’d let me be there for you again.” Tamir turned around and leaned up against the counter so Lashonda wouldn’t see the hurt look on his face.
Lashonda slowly walked up behind him and gently stroked one of his arms. “Mir, I’m sorry for makin’ you upset, but I can’t help the way I feel about what Mark did to my friend.”

“It’s aight.”, Tamir stated as he turned around to look at her. with an anxious look.

“Uh, excuse me. But I think I’ll be headin’ out.”, Mark stated as he walked into the kitchen. After all, Lashonda’s actions made it pretty clean that she didn’t want him there.

“You’re not leavin’ until you hear what I gotta say!”, Lashonda huffed as she turned to look at him. “You are on my isht list for what you did to my girl! I’m still tryna figga out why you would do some mess like that! That girl’s been through so much in her life and it would take the one na that she REALLY loves to break her heart like you did!!!”

“Shonda, juss leave it alone.”, Tamir calmly stated as he walked up behind her.

“Nah! He needs to hear this!”, she shouted.

“I don’t have to hear isht! I heard enough from Nesha and I’ll be dned if I stand here and hear the same lecture from you!”, Mark yelled as he stormed out of their backdoor. He proceeded to slam the door behind him.

"Why you gotta be that way with Mark?! I think he's really bein' sincere in wantin' to do right by Nesha this time if she gives him that chance!", Tamir stated as he and Lashonda got into a huge argument about her confronting Mark.

"Look, that na still ain't heard all I wanna tell his @$$! But I don't expect you to undastand why I'm goin' off on him like that! You're a man and that's what men do...stick up for their boys no matta what type of bullisht they put us through!", Latonya shouted.

"Man, all you females know how to do is run off at the dn mouf!!!", he yelled out of anger.

"Cufk you!", Latonya shrieked as she went into the den to grab her purse. On her way to the front door, she pulled her keys out of it.

"Where you goin'?", Tamir demanded to know as he followed her to the door. She didn't answer him. She proceeded to slam the door behind her. She was going to his mother's house to talk with her about everything they were going through. His mother always seemed to have the right answers about anything that Lashonda was going through whether it was with her son or life in general.
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"Perfect timing!", Mark thought to himself when he saw Ronesha pulling her car up into the driveway.

"I know he ain't crazy enough to actually come ova here!", she thought to herself when she saw his car pulling in behind hers. She snatched her purse from the passenger seat and quickly headed up to the house after shooting him a nasty look.

"Nesha! Hol' up!!!", Mark shouted as he ran up behind her.

"Don't come near me!", she hissed without turning around to look at him.

"Well, aren't you gonna even turn around to look at me?", he asked as he stood behind her on the porch. But she wouldn’t acknowledge his presence as she began to unlock her door. As soon as she stepped inside, she was about to slam the door in his face, but he caught it with his foot and arm forcing it open.

"Please leave me alone!", she huffed as she walked into her den to flop down on the sofa.

"Nesha, can I have juss five minutes?!", he pleaded as he came to stoop down in front of her.

She still wouldn't answer him. However, tears began to stream down her face in a non-stop flow.

"I'm sorry for the way I hurt you, boo.", he whispered as he proceeded to reach up and brush her tears away with his hand.

"Don’t!", she snapped as she pushed his hand away.

"What you saw that night wasn't what you think.", he sadly stated. "She was juss one of the staff on the tour with us and we were hangin' out as innocent friends."

"Bullisht! She said that you told her you liked her and it sounds to me like you pretty much lead her on. That isht doesn't sound like an innocent friendship to me.", Ronesha stated with a shake of her head while making sure she didn't look at him.

"I can't help if that's how she felt about me. Juss like I can't help how I feel about you…because I love you, Nesha." By this time he had sat down next to her on the sofa. He was about to go on and tell her the reason why he was hanging out with Cynthia, but the phone rang.

"Hello.", Ronesha answered after making sure her voice was stable.

"Hey, Nesha! It's Dontrell. Listen, I was callin' to see if you felt like hangin' out tonight. It'll be my treat if your man is aight with it."

"I don't have a man no more so that won't be a problem. Could you give me an hour to get ready?", she asked as she glared at Mark while grinning.

"Okay. I'll meet you at O'Brien's in about an hour.", Dontrell grinned. "See ya lata!"

"Aight, buh bye!", she smiled as she hung up the phone. "Look, I got somewhere I gotta be in an hour so you gots to go!" She proceeded to walk down the hall back to the front door so Mark could leave.

"So you got anotha na already?", he asked as he approached her in the hall.

"That's none of your business, juss like you tried to make it none of my business when you had that female up in your room that you supposedly didn't mean to lead on.", Ronesha snapped.

Mark stood staring at her in disbelief for a few seconds.

"Bye!", Ronesha shouted as she placed her hand on her hip.

"Look, can't we work this out?! Why we gotta play these games for, girl?!!", Mark asked with a shrug of his shoulders.

Ronesha didn't answer him. She walked over to her purse that was hanging on her coat rack and grabbed her pepper spray out. "This is the last time I’m tellin' you goodbye!"

"That's some cufked up isht, ya know that?", he sighed as he walked out the door.

"Whateva!", she shouted behind him before slamming the door. "I can show that na betta than I can tell him!", she mumbled to herself as she headed to her bedroom to get ready to meet Dontrell.
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Lashonda was half-way across town when she received a call from Tamir.

"Shonda?! What the hell is wrong wit'chu? Ya know I'm gettin' fed up with this isht?! It's gettin' tired now!", Tamir shouted. Lashonda could tell in his voice that he was becoming fired up.

"Look! Don't call me with this mess; that's why I left home! I'm sick of this bullisht too! So don't...", Lashonda huffed before breaking out into a high-pitched scream. She was sitting at a red light when a car came speeding up behind her. The car wasn't able to stop in time and it slammed into the back of her car knocking the phone away from her hand.

"Shonda! Shonda!!!", Tamir yelled into the phone. But he didn’t' get an answer. "Oh isht!!!!"

After regaining her composure, Shonda quickly reached over to pick her phone up from the floor. "Mir! I'm okay. I'm juss shaken up a bit because a car slammed into the back of mine. Yeah, I'm over at the intersection of Blue Dr. and Carriage Blvd. Yeah, someone's already called the police. I see them approachin' us now. Okay, I'll see ya in a few."

It wasn't too long before Tamir came to Lashonda's aide while the police were taking her and the other driver's report. The back of her car was banged up pretty bad so a tow truck was called in to haul it to a body shop so that it could be repaired.

On her way home with Tamir, they both talked over their differences. Once they reached home, the first thing they did was hold each other in their driveway after getting out of his ride.

"Mir, that accident made me realize that I could've left this world without you knowin' that I truly love and care for you.", she cried as she clung to him.

"Don't even think about that anymore, Shonda. Juss know that I love you twice as much as you love me.", he sighed. "And I thank God that nothin' happened to you."
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"I'm sorry about what you’ve been goin’ through.", Dontrell stated with a concerned look. However, in the back of his mind he was a little excited to think that he may have another chance with his former girl.

"Yeah, but I'm puttin' all that behind me. I gotta move forward and stop stayin’ stuck in the past.", she sighed as she looked up from her plate at him. When she saw him flashing his smile, which was one of the first things she fell in love with about him back in the day, she couldn't help from smiling back. "So, aside from your business, what else have you been up to lately?"

"Nothin' really. I'm still the same homebody type of guy that I was back in the day.", he stated with a shrug of his shoulders. "My cousin will be down to visit me at the end of this week though. She's comin' home to find out some of her family history. She was adopted into our family."

"Awwwwww, well I wish her luck in findin' out what she needs to know. I pretty much feel like I was adopted when ma and daddy died. But you know that story.", she stated with a shake of her head.

"Nah, it's coo'! It's good to talk and get things outta your system.", he smiled.

For the rest of their dinner, they laughed and talked about old times, but for some reason, Mark kept creeping into Ronesha's thoughts. She even felt a little guilty playing Dontrell against him. However, every night for the rest of the week, Dontrell and Ronesha hung out at different places and she was having a lot of fun with him. But of course, the more she was with him, the more she missed Mark.

[glow=red,2,300]“Dyin’ inside, but outside you’re lookin’ fierce” —2Pac[/glow]

[glow=yellow,2,300]Part 3 & Conclusion comin' soon[/glow]

[DruAngelAKAShelle]

CC YOUR OUTDOING YOURSELF I'M LOVING IT SO FAR KEEP IT COMING!!!



~Expect the UnExpected from Dru Hill~

[Nina]

Man CC,you always bring the hot ishy ish(the s word-haha).You always hook a girl up on your skills.I'm likin' this one ;D!Thanks pimptress.

[CarolinaCutie]

Thankx, Nina--lol! To Shelle...can't wait to get started, homeslice!

[DruDiamond]

I kno this ain't real but Nesha is my role model. She doin some ish I would do. I'm quick to tell a ni**a 'bout his azz if he don' fluck me over. YOU GO GIRL!!! lol Good stuff CC

[Jewlnmbr1]

CarolinaCutie said:

Mark and Cynthia were up in his room in the midst of some heavy lip-action....

"It wasn't like that though! I was juss talkin' to her and that's all!", Mark shouted

YEAH RIGHT! LOL.....good stuff, good stuff! Keep it coming!

[CarolinaCutie]

LOL @ Julie! Ya know!!! Can't count how many times I've heard THAT one!