

#LoveSexAndMoney

#LoveSexAndMoney

By: Alexandra J

Published by Alexandra Jean at Smashwords

Copyright 2015 Alexandra Jean

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A wise person once said:

"It is not what an author says, but what he or she whispers that is important." 

## Part One

The High School Years: First Semester

**A Story to Tell**

Geneva Howards is not your average female. At the age of 18 she has hips, lips, and the body of a full figured model. She walks as if she owns the streets of Brooklyn, New York. She feels when she walks out her house that all eyes are on her. She wasn't conceited though; she was just confident. Females that usually crossed her path thought she was stuck-up and because the way she was shaped; they called her a ho. They would make rumors about her, and even try to fight her, but she usually didn't pay them any attention. She just gets up and brush off her shoulders.

She was never the type to argue over petty things. That is why she believes that she can never be a true friend with females. She believes that most females are jealous, conniving, and vindictive. She only has one close female friend and as for males, she has friends but most of them are customers, victims, or

"suckers". She fools them into thinking that she's there for the long run, but all she wants is their money.

She tries not to tangle herself in love and feelings but often found herself falling for a few. But most of the time she's fallen in love with the guys that are printed on money.

Today, a long steady male in her life has called her over. As always he wants to visits her, be with her, talk to her, and be near her. Robert James is 18 and is teased for being an angel. He has his flaws as any other human does, but is considered dangerously close to perfection. Not only does he have the good looks, but a winning personality to match. He is the kind of person that would go out of his way to make another person happy. He has showered Geneva with gifts over the years. He has given her a TV, cell phone, jewelry, and of course this girl's best friend, money.

Robert was always taught by his parents to treat women with respect. Ever since his aunt used to get physically abused by his uncle, he couldn't stand the thought of men hitting women. It made his stomach churn. He remembered one night while visiting his aunt, that his uncle came home intoxicated.

"Junior quiet." His aunt shushed her husband as he stomped through the house late at night.

"You be quiet woman! I walk in my goddamn house however I please!" He slurred smelling like the

liquor he just consumed at the bar down the block.

"There are people who are trying to sleep. You should respect that." She explained to him.

"You trying to say I have no respect?" He barked at her.

"No...it's just that...you have to.." She tried to use an even softer tone but she could see it wasn't working.

"I have to what?" He moved closer to her. She moved back and found herself against a wall. "I have to what?" He barked. She moved her head away in fear.

"Nothing." She whispered.

By then Robert was at full attention. He was trying to sleep but he couldn't. He couldn't really see what was going on. All he could see was the shadows and heard his mother say: "There isn't anything that could allow a man to hit a woman. Do you hear that Robert? Not a thing." So although he was only a child, he got up and sprung to his aunt's rescue. His aunt saw him and immediately shunned him away.

"Robert, go away."

"He gonna hit you." Robert said in his tiny eight year old voice.

"And if I am?" The uncle then smacked his aunt to spite Robert.

"Stop it!" He screamed.

The uncle continued to hit his aunt. Robert ran into the kitchen and grabbed a steak knife. He came back and held the handle firmly in his hands and showed his uncle.

"Stop it." He warned him again. His uncle, through marriage only, looked at him.

"Robert..."He started to back up with his hands in the air. "You see, we can start over."

"Robert, put the knife down." His aunt pleaded with him, but Robert only saw her bruises.

"There isn't anything that could allow a man to hit a woman." He repeated his mother's words and

plunged the knife into his uncle's flesh.

Robert shook his head. He wasn't in the mood to remember that day. He spent every day of his life trying to forget it. Every now and then, he could still hear the sirens rushing to his aunt's home. He could see her crying and lying to officers saying that she was just defending herself. He could still hear his uncle moaning, gasping, and holding on to his leg as they rushed him to the hospital. He was arrested for domestic violence and although he told everyone that Robert stabbed him, no one believed him. Robert still could see the hurt in his uncle's eyes as he was sentenced. It was so long ago, but it still haunts Robert. Now, he just wants to move on. He felt that he could find happiness with Geneva. After all he's been going out with her for years.

Geneva walks out the house wearing only a tank top, tight blue jeans, and high heeled boots. She stands at the corner pushing back her hair behind her ear, waiting for Robert and wondering if he was going to bring a gift. I hope he's getting me that Gucci purse I slightly suggested, or those new sneakers that everybody is wearing. It doesn't matter what it is. As long as it is expensive, looks nice, and in my possession.

"Hey boo." Robert said coming up from behind Geneva.

"Hi." She wrapped her arms around him. " How you doing?"

"I'm ok. So how you doing in school?"

"I'm all right, just trying to make it."

"Okay."

"So...you called me for something?" She smiled hoping it would bring the present out faster.

"Yeah I was going to give you this necklace," Robert said pulling out a small black bag that read Zales from behind his back, "but then I got a phone call from your so called homeboy Douglas."

"GOD, when you going to let this thing go?" She sighed and rolled her eyes. "Dougie and me not even friends right now and even when we were, we was just friends and that's it."

"It ain't even that. He called me telling me that you go around fucking other dudes for money! Damn I thought you loved me! I really did! You know what I did to make you happy? Damn I bust my ass just to get you some of these nice things. I know we fell out recently but you didn't have to do that.. I wanted to take care of you. I tried to give you what I can, but....you know what? Fuck this shit." He began to walk away.

"Dougie lying. You know he never liked you." She found herself lying, wondering how Douglas found out about her secret life.

"Just shut the fuck up. I ain't taking this bullshit anymore." He yelled as he turned the corner.

Geneva wanted to run after Robert but her pride stood in the way. Oh well I'll just have to work twice as hard to get money. Robert is just a name I have to forget, but damn I just lost a necklace She thought walking away from the scene.

Geneva went on and never looked back. The very next day she called up a guy named Clarence and

convinced him to give her gifts and a few dollars. She slept with him and in exchange, he gave her about $300. She didn't even consider herself a prostitute because she lead the men to believe that they were in some sort of a relationship. She thought to herself A prostitute just has sex with any guy and just leave them alone. I don't do that. I suck em, fuck em, and keep them around for later. That doesn't make me a prostitute right?

It was hard living the life that she did. Her mother passed away, her father left, and her grandmother kept asking her questions about what she did while she was gone. And there were so many times that Geneva felt like yelling out the answers so she wouldn't have to put up another fake face when she was home.

There were so many times she felt like she should give up on the life that she lived, but then something always pulled her back.

She arrived home and went straight up to her room. As soon as she opens the door she smiled. She was satisfied that in every corner of her room, there were expensive items. In one corner there was a laptop, in the other an MP3 player, and in the other corner there were even more expensive electronics. On her desk there were teddy bears, roses and a picture of her and her mother. Out of everything in the room, it was the picture she cherished the most.

"Hi Mike." She picked up her phone so fast it barely got to the chance to vibrate.

"How'd you guess it was me?" He teased on the other end.

"It's just you baby. You know I can sense you right?"

"For real? How you doin ma?"

"I'm lonely baby without you. You know I need your big and strong arms all up on me. I need you."

"Really? Well let me come over so you wont have to be alone."

"Nah let me come to you. Just give me a few minutes to change clothes."

"Oh come on, you don't need to change clothes, I know you look perfectly fine."

"But I want to look good for you."

"You always look good."

"But I want to look especially good." She added seductively over the phone.

"Whatever. Don't keep me waiting too long."

"You know I wont. Later."

"Later."

She giggled as she ended the call. Mike was one of the few guys that she has feelings for. Similar to Robert, she met him before she started the lifestyle of trading sex for money. She always wanted to look nice for him so she changed into an outfit that she knew would make his jaw drop. And since she was just dumped by Robert, she especially needed a little ego boost.

**Mike's House**

As she leaves her house, a Cadillac Escalade with shiny rims pulls up next to her.

"Ay yo, what up shorty? My man here is trying to holla at you." A guy yelled from the passenger side.

"So I guess I'm not good enough for you?" She flipped the subject on him.

"Yeah you good enough for me but I got a girl."

"Well she ain't my problem and if you got me, she ain't gonna be yours either." She eyed his Rolex, his chain, and almost forgot the fact that he was in a passenger seat.

"Sorry not only I got a girl, but my man really feeling you. I'm saying imagine if I hook up with you, my man here would kick my ass out the car. You don't want me walking home?" He replied smiling.

"Nah of course not. Tell ya man to come out here and talk to me." She told him.

She walked out with a new victim. She smiled to herself as she reached the Mike's house. She knocked on the door and before she could knock twice, the door swung open. Mike stood there at six feet two with a body that convinced half the hood he was popping steroids. He just smiled looking at Geneva. He grinned because of two things. One, he liked having her around. He was always smiling when she called, went to his house, or even if he remembered her. He wasn't in love with her, but he really cared for her.

The second reason was that he gets to have sex with her.

"What up?" Mike hugged her tightly. He picked her up and brought her in the house. He lived in a two-story home just as Geneva did. He filled his home with anything a celebrity has. He feels that there was no difference between him and to anybody that was adored by millions. If all men were truly created equal, "why would he get a better treatment than me?" He argued.

"Glad you came over." Mike remarked as he watched Geneva walk over to his leather couch. She sat down on the couch and unzipped her leather jacket revealing a low cut black shirt. The shirt had a logo that read "Sex sells. Mike was already imagining the things he could do with Geneva, but she loved to play games with her men.

"You got any weed?" She asked crossing her long caramel legs.. He licked his lips and started picturing himself pulling off the short blue skirt off her.

"Yeah, you wanna smoke?"

"Not really," She remembered a promise she made to herself. No drugs at all. "Can I have some bags though?"

"Sure."

Pretty soon they were sitting back and relaxing on the couch. He looked over at her and puts his hand on her thigh. She recognizes that look all too well and pulls off her shirt. She climbs on top of Mike, grinding on him,while doing a strip tease. She then pulled off his jeans, without even bothering to take off his boots. She pulls down his underwear, pulls out his penis, and gives him oral. She started bobbing her head up and down. He exhaled, grabbed the back of her head, and set his own pace. He closed his eyes and rolled his head back. Damn... was all that he could think while her tongue performed tricks all over him.

After giving him oral, she climbed on top of him, to ride him. He touched her and forgets about anything else. All that mattered to him right now was that she was there. She was on top of him giving him all the pleasure he needed and more. She bounced up and down. He leaned back and watched her.

"You like this?" He asked. She nodded her head. He began moving his hips along as well. They were racing to the climax. He sat up, locked eyes with her, and kissed her neck. He knew it drove her crazy and pretty soon they both finished.

The next morning, Geneva left his house with a smile on her face. She didn't even bother waking up Mike to tell him she was leaving. She just took a whole bunch of dime bags. It's time to hit the streets.

While leaving Mike's neighborhood, she spots Robert. It's been only a day since they've

broken up and she acted like she could hardly care. She just kept walking because she doesn't care about anything except selling those bags and getting money in return. Making money is really all she cared about at the moment.

She passed by Robert intending just to walk past him, but then she hears him whisper something to a man near him. They both start laughing and pointing at her. One thing she really hates is people talking behind her back. She turned around and walked right back to Robert.

"Nigga you talking about me?" She asked looking dead into his eyes.

"Yeah." Replied the friend next to Robert.

"Was I talking to your dumb ass? No! So learn to speak when you motherfucking spoken to." She

screamed.

"Yo who you think you talki-"

"Man just let it go." Robert interrupted his friend.

"Yeah like I was saying, were you talking about me?"

"Yeah I was."

"What did you say?"

"I said 'Watch out for her because she ain't nothing but a ho'! "

Out of nowhere, she slapped Robert across the face. He touched where she slapped him, he began to feel his anger. He got red hot.

"Yo get the fuck out of here before I do something to you!" He yelled but he didn't have the heart to physically touch her.

"What?"

"I said the fuck outta here." He barked. Geneva pulled back. She never saw him that angry. She was shocked but she always wanted the last word.

"What was you gonna do? You was gonna hit me? You could never fucking do that shit to me!" She

yelled walking away.

She began to walk home, but she didn't really feel like being bothered by her grandmother.So she just walked that one block right past it. Instead she stood took out her phone and texted a few customers that she had bags. She soon received a message telling her that there was a house party a few blocks down.

She sold to the people at the party and others that were passing by. They handed her the money and she snatched it twice as fast.

"Let me get a dime bag." This young man growled. He was no older than eleven.

"Um I don't sell to minors." Was all she could manage to say.

"Look ma-"

"I ain't your Mama." She interrupted.

"I got enough money."He pulled out stacks.

"I'm sorry but your money ain't good here." She looked away, but in the corner of her eyes she watched him. He sighed and walked away, but before completely leaving he yelled: "Age ain't nothing but some fucking digits."

"Boy is old enough to be still hooked on the Power Rangers, and here he is...." She muttered never able to finish the sentence because up came another customer.

"Word around the corner is that you pushing." This lady said next to her.

"Yes I am." Geneva replied breathing through her mouth.

Okay you stink. Geneva thought as she exchanged money with the customer. You got thirty dollars to buy some weed, but you can't buy soap or deodorant?

"Thank you." She grabbed the marijuana and was off leaving behind her change.

"What a habit." Geneva whispered.

After selling all of her product, she began to head home. She slid her key in the hole as quietly as she can.

She knew it was eleven o'clock at night and she knew that he grandmother would complain. She turned the key, and there was her grandmother, already on the other side of the door.

"Where were you?" Her grandmother asked her but she went upstairs to her room. She closed the door behind her, turns up the stereo, and plays the usual: hip hop, R&B, and reggae. She plopped on the bed and thought of happier times.

**Janet, Geneva, and Calvin**

It was just four years ago when Geneva's mother, Janet Howards, was on the phone with one of her co-workers. They chatted about their fellow co-workers and their rude boss. They just talked while Geneva was coming home from school. She was an honor student. Private and charter schools were trying to recruit her and she was also receiving letters from colleges. The world was at her fingertips.

The door slammed and Geneva walked in with a sour face.

"I'll talk with you later." Janet saying her goodbyes on the phone. "How many times have I told you not to slam that door?"

"Sorry Mama."

"What made you slam the door?"

"Nothing." Geneva mumbled plopping onto the couch.

"Baby, you know you can't hide anything from me. It's better you tell me now before I find out later."

Her mother said putting her hand on her daughter's shoulders. Geneva sighed and closed her eyes.

"I don't know why these girls in my school keep making fun of me. They keep calling me a 'ho' or a

'slut'. I don't even talk to boys like that but they keep insisting that I'm doing something with them.

Man they stay getting on my nerves."

"Look, girls like that just hate on you because you are so pretty. Would you like somebody that was better than you?"

"Yeah whatever." She mumbled letting her mother's kind words roll down her back.

Janet knew what to say to make her daughter smile.

"So how is Robert? Are you guys' girlfriend and boyfriend yet?"

"Mama!"

"What?"

"All he does is look at me. It's not that serious."

"I'm telling you that soon you're going to have him all to yourself; all you have to do is wait."

"Ew! I'm going to have him all to myself? He doesn't even like me."

"It doesn't matter right now but you can't be slamming these doors, ok?"

"Yes Mama."

Geneva walked straight to her room. She thought about Robert. Robert seemed like a dream too good to be true. He had long braids and deep chestnut eyes and she would find herself just staring into them.

Robert always flirted with her, but of course she never told her mom that. He would sometimes stand so close to her and she often wondered what it would be like to touch his soft skin. She kept her hands to herself but didn't know how long she could keep it up.

While finishing her homework, her mother called out to her.

"Geneva!"

"Yes Mama!"

"I'm going out with Calvin tonight."

"Okay." She replied sadly.

The door slammed behind her mother. She never liked Calvin Parks. She got a strange vibe from him.

He was always staring at her or giving her looks. She begged and pleaded with her mother to stop dating him but her mother explained that single mothers needed social lives too. Geneva just let it go and decided to stay in her room all day.

Janet came home late and brought in Calvin. He asked Janet if he could stay over because he said his apartment was being fumigated.

"The couch is right there and the bathroom is right upstairs across from Geneva's room." Janet pointed to all the aspects of the house. Minutes after her mother ran up to her room, Geneva came downstairs but slowed down when she saw Calvin sitting on the couch.

"What are you doing here?" She asked him in a whisper.

"My apartment is being exterminated." He told her smiling ear to ear.

"Oh." She turned away and started up the stairs.

"Um...Geneva could you please point me to the bathroom? Your mother forgot to show me where it was."

"Whatever." She mumbled.

She led him down the hallway and pointed him to the bathroom.

"Thank you." He went inside and Geneva ran to her mother's bedroom.

"Mama! Why?" She grilled her mother.

"The man had nowhere to go."

"Are there no hotels? He's acting like the YMCA doesn't give out beds."

"Geneva, can you please just go to your room?"

"But Mommy-"

"Girl you better march your ass right back into your room. Don't forget who's the adult here."

Frustrated, Geneva left the bedroom and stomped her way to her bedroom. She slammed the door behind her and collapsed on her bed.

"Geneva! What did I tell you about slamming doors!"

It's past midnight and the whole house seems to be resting, but Calvin gets up from the couch and walks up the steps. He opens Geneva's bedroom's door and slowly creeps in. He looks at her in bed and starts to move closer to her. Before he could get any closer to her, footsteps approach the room. It's Janet. She walks in the bathroom not even knowing that Calvin was in her daughter's room, watching her through the crack of the door. Janet gets out the bathroom and Calvin sits gently on Geneva's bed.

He started to pull down the blanket off her but she moaned slightly. Geneva quickly woke up.

"What are you doing here?"

"Be quiet." He instructed firmly.

"Get the fuck out of here."

"I wonder what your is Mom gonna think when she finds out you've been cursing?

"She ain't gonna care because she gonna wanna know why you in my room."

"Stay still."

"What? Get off me." Geneva's voice trailed off.

Calvin pinned Geneva down and pulled up her nightgown. She starts to struggle with him, but he's too strong. He removes her underwear, pulls out his penis, and tries to open her legs, but she keeps closing them. She was trying everything in her power to fight back. She tried moving again but he just adds more weight. He opens her legs and forces his way through. He puts his hand over her mouth to muffle her screams.

After finishing with her he tells her not to tell anybody, but she doesn't hear a word. A part of her has already died. She just lets the tears roll down burning each invisible scar. Calvin runs downstairs and slips in under the covers of the couch. She lays there contemplating on what she should do. Should she go downstairs and kill Calvin? Or should she go and tell her mother? She had to tell her mother. She couldn't let her mother keep going out with a rapist.

She slips out of bed putting her underwear in a black plastic bag. She tied it up and stuffed it under her mattress. She didn't ever want to see it again. She knew what she had to do with it later. She was going to take it and bury it in the backyard. Hopefully the memory would be buried along with it too. She gets dressed and sneaks over to her mother's bedroom. She gently wakes her mother.

"Geneva? What are you doing here?"

"Ssh! Mom he might hear you."

"Who?"

"Calvin." She whispered.

"Geneva, I told you to let it go."

"Mom-"

"Geneva-"

"He was in my room.

"Doing what?"

"Mom he-he-"

"Geneva, doing what?"

"He touched me and-" But Geneva didn't even get to finish the sentence because Janet was already

downstairs.

"What the fuck was you doing in my daughter's room?" Janet said pulling off the sheet off Calvin.

"I wasn't in her room." He lied. Just then Geneva came down and Calvin gave her a look simply saying

"what did I just tell you?"

"Don't look at my daughter! Get the fuck out my house!" Janet screamed pointing at the front door.

"Janet I'm not leaving-" Calvin began to say but Janet punched him in the face.

Calvin in fury punched Janet back causing her to fall on the floor. He then started to kick her slightly.

Geneva ran upstairs to her closet and took out a baseball bat. She ran back and started swinging. He fell to the floor bleeding at the mouth, but she kept swinging. By the time Janet got up from the floor, Geneva was kicking his stomach. Janet pulled her off, but she went back anyway.

"Come you a man huh? You were a man when you were fucking me right? Get your punk ass up and

fight like a man!" She yelled through the tears. Janet again pulled Geneva off of Calvin and kicks Calvin out the house.

"Go out there and show how much of man you are. A man who just got beat up by a fourteen-year-old!"

She shrieked slamming the door.

**Freshman Year**

"Geneva!" Grandma Howards yells from downstairs pulling her back into the present.

"What!"

"Phone..."

"Erica?" Geneva interrupted rushing to the phone.

"Yeah!"

"A'ght."

"What?" Her grandmother responded not knowing any slang.

"I got it." She said with an attitude "Dumb broad." She muttered as she picked up the phone.

"Is that how you talk to your grandmother?" Erica asked.

"Pretty much. How you doing?"

"I should be asking you that. I heard about you and Robert."

"What? Yo, does everybody know about this? How you know already?"

"Nah it ain't that. Remember that dude that was with him?"

"Yeah."

"I know him."

"Damn Erica you know a lot of people."

"Well unlike you, friendship is as far as we go."

"I'm gonna let that slide, but me and Robert's relationship was dying out for a long time now. It's about time we got broken up or whatever."

"I can't believe you gonna sit here and talk like that. You used to be all over that boy."

"That was the past. Plus I was only with him for his money."

"No that's now. It's like you forgot about your feelings for him."

"Fuck feelings."

"OK keep telling yourself that and you gonna end up all alone."

"You see if you was like me, the only thing you would be worrying about is money, and there ain't nothing wrong with that."

"Trust me Geneva, I don't want to be like you. You don't even wanna be you."

"What are you trying to say?"

"I'm saying you are a different person."

"My name is still Geneva, right?"

"Whatever. You know damn well that your name has nothing to do with your personality."

"Look I'm not in the mood for a lecture. I'll speak with you later?"

"Yeah but you know that I'm telling you the truth. You just don't want to listen to it. Even if it is for your own good Geneva."

Geneva ended the call. She closed her eyes and tried to remember the first time she kissed Robert. It was freshman year in high school, and she loved it. Most of her enemies were gone from Junior High School and she got to go to school with her best friend. Another good thing was Robert was also going to the same school. Over the summer, she actually prayed to GOD for the crush to be gone and over with, just so that she wouldn't be hung up over Robert. She thought that it was ruining her life, but it just kept going and she had no choice but to deal with it.

Erica and Geneva both decided to go to the local deli, better known as the "corner store" or "bodega" to the locals, and buy breakfast. As they go in, two males put their arms around their shoulders.

"So what can we get for you?" One of them asked. Geneva and Erica exchanged looks.

"Excuse me?" Erica asked. "Do we know you?"

"You don't remember me baby" the other boy said, "you did last night."

Erica just sighed and stomp her foot. She then turned around to the boys

"First of all you couldn't get pussy even if you was a thong, second of all the only female to visit your rooms is your mom. So don't even try." She snapped walking away.

"Oh!" The store broke out in unison. The boys walked away embarrassed but the girls held their heads up high.

When they walked back to school, they saw a group of girls around someone. The guy was at least five feet eleven with light brown skin and braids that touched his shoulders. When they moved closer they saw that it was Robert.

"Well would you look at some shit? Just last year he was trying to get with you, trying to be with you and I even remember a time that he was trying to kiss- um who was it? Oh yeah. It was you. Now here girls waiting on hand and foot surround him. Most of them look like they want get on their knees. Mmm-mmm. Sinners." Erica shook her head looking at all the girls waving, smiling and winking at Robert.

Geneva was pissed because she could remember a time when Robert lifted her up in the hallway. He carried her down for three steps then tried to kiss her, but Geneva rejected. She was always playing hard to get.

"What up girl?" Robert asked pulling Geneva away from her thoughts.

"Who are all those girls?" Geneva asked.

"You know I don't care about these girls. All I want is you." He smiled. The words struck like an arrow.

Maybe it wasn't just flirting after all Geneva thought.

"Whatever man." Erica replied sucking her teeth.

"How you trying to play me?"

"You know I never try to play you, I do play you. You need to get that correct." She smiled joking and he shook his head.

Just then a school safety officer instructed all freshmen to go to the auditorium so that they could receive their metro cards and program cards. They all sat down with each other, putting Robert in the middle of them. Girls passed by winking, smiling, and giggling at Robert. He just nodded at them, not really giving them any attention. After receiving their program cards they found out that Geneva and Erica both had Math and English together, Erica and Robert had Social Studies, Geneva and Robert had Spanish together, and they all had Lunch together.

"All of you report to your third period class." Another school safety officer said.

Erica walked out to go to biology class, and Geneva and Robert had Spanish class.

"Vamos la clase de Espanol." He teased in a bad Spanish accent.

"Shut up." She giggled pushing him playfully.

They tried to walk to Spanish class but they ended getting lost. To the both of them, each classroom looked the same, each hallways looked the same and they found themselves walking in circles. By the time they arrived to class, it was too late.

"Go get a pass from where you came." The teacher told them by the door.

"Miss we just came from the auditorium. How are we suppose to get a pass?" Robert tried to explain.

"Get a pass." She demanded and slammed the door.

"Man fuck the pass. I suggest that we walk around the school to get to know it better."

"Well it's not like we gonna get in class anyway." She said and started walking down the hallway.

They walked around in silence. Robert had so much to say but didn't know how to approach her. Finally he said something.

"So how was your summer?" He asked.

"It was good. It was OK." She answered flatly.

"Boring?"

"Pretty much. All the while I was at my aunt's house, these boys just kept trying to get with me."

"So you got a boyfriend?"

"No."

"Do you want one?"

"No. I don't need one."

"You trying to play me?"

"I ain't trying to play anybody."

"Well I want to be your man."

"Yeah right." She scoffed.

"I'm serious. I like you. I always liked you." He confessed.

Are you serious? I like you too. I've liked you for a long time. A little too long. Hold up what if this is just game he's trying to run on me.?

"Whatever." She mumbled.

"It's true. I can't believe you don't believe me. I liked you for like two years!" He defended himself.

"Two years?"

"Yeah."

She stopped and looked into Robert's eyes. She wasn't looking to lose herself this time; she was looking for the truth. If she had a dime for every time a guy tried to convince her that he was the one, she would be hiring Bill Gates as a butler. For the first time she didn't see someone trying to get sex and leave, she saw a relationship. She saw a future. She saw a boyfriend. So she hesitated for a minute then moved her hand slowly to hold his.

"So you wanna be my man?"

Robert nodded slowly and moved in and kissed her lips. When he moved away he saw that Geneva's

eyes were still closed. He moved back in and kissed her again, but this time he pulled in her body and held her affectionately. They moved apart from each other looking at each other's eyes.

"Where's your pass?" Yelled a school safety guard. Robert took Geneva's hand and walked her down the hallway; as soon as they hit the corner they ran. Their footsteps echoed down the hallway. Robert pulled Geneva by a staircase and waited for the trouble to stop. He started to walk away but She pulled him close. She bit her lip for a second then kissed him.

"That made it official." He whispered.

"I guess so."

The phone's ringing brought Geneva back to the present.

"Hello?" She said picking up the phone.

"What up?" Said a male voice on the other end.

"Who is this?"

"You mean you don't remember me?"

"Who the fuck is this?"

"It's me, Dougie."

A twisted feeling went through Geneva's system. Her face became real hot and all she could think about was I'm gonna kill that nigga. Within seconds she was already planning her revenge. She wanted to cut him to shreds, she wanted to shoot him, and she even wanted to hang him off the Brooklyn Bridge. She wanted to break his face, his balls, and his pride. Then she thought about an even better way to make him suffer. She was going to break the one thing she never even wanted her hands on. She was going to break his heart.

"Hellooo?" He crooned on the other end.

"Sorry I was just thinking about something." She snapped out with a mischievous smile across her face.

"Thinking about Robert?"

"How did you figure?" She lied.

"We used to be friends for like the tenth to eleventh grade."

"Yeah we were, weren't we?"

"Been a minute since we spoke. So what's up?"

"Nothing much. Robert and me broke up."

"Heard about that."

"Not surprised that you did, but I'm over that. I should be with a real nigga, you know? Someone who can treat me right." She kept playing over Robert's words in her head "but then I got a phone call from your so called homeboy Douglas"

"So let me guess, you wanna get with me?" He joked but in his heart, he was hoping.

"No."

"Oh."

"Well not yet."

There was a long silence on the phone.

"Dougie, you still there?"

"Yeah."

"Hey, can I see you on Tuesday?"

"Why?"

"Well, you said we haven't talked in a long time ,and I just thought we haven't seen each other in a long time either."

"Yeah. Okay. So I'll see you on Tuesday?"

"Of course. Later." She hung up the phone and a smile grew across the face. Payback's a bitch.

**Another Party, another fight**

Geneva dragged herself up on Monday morning and got dressed for school. She wore tight black jeans, a blue top, and black high-heeled shoes. She always thought she should look her best in case she should meet someone. When she stepped out the house she saw a Range Rover waiting outside.

"Ma, how you gonna leave me sleeping? I woke up and you were gone." Mike said getting out the

driver's seat. She smiled, ran up to him, and jumped on him.

"I didn't want to wake you up." She giggled in his ear.

"You got a sexy laugh you know that."

"Really?" She replied and kissed his lips.

Geneva had it bad for Mike. If it wasn't for her infatuation with money, she believes that she and Mike would be a real couple. She had real feelings for him that she couldn't shake off. Also since he had money, it only sweetened the deal.

"Mmm. You wanna chill at my place?" He whispered remembering the other day.

"I would love to but I got school."

"Fuck school. What's more important?"

"It's my senior year. I can't keep missing days."

"Oh. So how about I pick you up tomorrow?"

"Tuesday? I can't."

"Why not?"

"I'm busy."

"Doing what?" He said raising his voice.

Geneva got off of Mike.

"Who you yelling at?" She snapped.

"It's not that. I just want to be with you." He cupped her chin with his hand.

"I know but I'm gonna be busy. How about Wednesday?"

"Nah I got to work the rest of the week."

"So, how about you drop me off at school?"

Mike looked down at the ground then motioned to the car.

"Geneva, I don't know why you keep doing this." Mike said as he drove off to her school.

"Doing what?"

"Keep coming and leaving. I stay having to call you just to see you. You telling me that you care for me, but you hardly call. I mean, what's up?" He didn't know about her other side and she liked it the way.

She felt the less that he knew, the better. She never wanted Mike to see that side. She knew that he would look at her differently.

"Mike I do care for you, but you got to understand that I am busy sometimes. This is my senior year, so I'm not going to have a lot of free time. I'm going to be busy."

"So busy that you can't call me?"

"Mike-"

"I don't really want to hear it, just call me." Just then he parked in front of the school.

"I'll try." She mumbled and kissed Mike on the cheek.

She walked to the school and sat in her first period class.

"Yous a ho! Ho! Yous a ho! Ho! Yous a ho! I say that yous a ho." Three girls in the back row yelled.

Geneva didn't pay them any mind. She knew it was more than likely they were talking about her, but on the off chance they weren't, she ignored them.

"This one goes out to that ho Geneva in the front row!" One of the girls yelled.

"Yous a ho! Ho! Yous a ho! Ho! Yous a ho! I say that yous a ho!" They sang yelling on the top of their lungs.

"Excuse me?" Geneva turned in her seat.

"Oh, you one of them dumb hoes." One of them yelled and the rest of the class laughed.

"Bitch you about to regret the fact the teacher ain't here yet." Geneva sprung from her seat and-

"Miss Howards, please find your seat." The teacher instructed walking in the classroom.

"How you slow today when every other day you fast?" One of the girls joked. Geneva looked at the back of the classroom; she put up her middle finger at them and let it go.

Throughout the rest of the day, the girls followed Geneva and stood a few feet behind her singing the same song.

"Yous a ho! Ho! Yous a ho! Ho! Yous a ho! I say that yous a ho!" They yelled. This time they pushed a nerve. Geneva turned around and pushed one of them to a wall.

"Listen I don't know about what you heard, but I ain't one to be pussy. I will cut you and your little punk ass friends, so fall back." She warned and walked away.

"Is that all you got ho?" The girl yelled.

"You just couldn't shut up." Geneva walked back and slapped her across the face.

The slap was heard across the hall. All students stopped dead in their tracks and looked over waiting for something to happen.

"Is that all you got?" The girl said with her voice cracking up.

"What the fuck do you want from me?'

"You just go around and fuck anybody huh? Everyday you got dropped off by a different dude, in a different car. You a fucking ho and your shit is gonna catch up to you. So this is all you got? I thought you had a little bit more in you." She whispered crying.

Geneva just walked away. She could handle some guys talking bad about her, or a friend poking fun, but to have somebody demoralize her in front of the whole school, it pierced deeply. A tear ran down her cheek. She went into a staircase and let the rest of the tears flow.

"Geneva, where have you been? Why are you crying?" Erica asked. She found Geneva sitting on the steps of her school crying.

"Nothing."

"No, seriously."

"I don't feel like talking about it right now."

"You sure?" Geneva nodded. "All right. Can you meet me in the cafeteria; I have to drop something off at the office." She asked rubbing Geneva's back. She nodded.

Geneva waited ten minutes until Erica left and started walking to the cafeteria. The cafeteria had a party in each section. In one corner people were freestyling, in the next corner people sang reggae songs and tried out the dances, another corner made beats on the table, and the last corner ate food and watched the show. Geneva wiped the tears and looked around the cafeteria. She looked to see if Erica was already there, but instead of finding her best friend, she saw a monster.

"Excuse me." She tapped on the shoulder of one school safety guard. When the guard turned around, a chill ran down Geneva's spine, but she swallowed her fear.

"Yeah?" He replied. Geneva didn't even speak. The reaction she was expecting was for him to run for cover, but he just stood there. He stood there as if nothing happened. "Yeah?" He repeated but with a hint that he was annoyed.

"Don't you recognize me?" She asked. and her eyes began to water again.

"I'm sorry?"

"You mean you don't recognize me? I mean how many girls have you raped after me and my mom

kicked your ass and kicked you out?" She said raising her voice.

Calvin's eyes opened wide. He quickly grabbed her arm and brought her into a secluded area.

"Give me back my arm." She snatched away from his clutch.

"Geneva, I'm-"

"You're nothing. What the fuck are you doing here? What, you found out that I was going to this school?

So you decided that you could do a little follow up-"

"Geneva it's not-"

"And what are they doing hiring rapist-"

"Listen-"

"No you listen you better quit-"

"Quit? I got bills to pay. I got obligations. I just can't quit."

"I don't give a fuck. I should have let my mom report you to the police. I'm so fucking stupid."

"Listen Geneva I never got the chance to apologize for-"

"Apologize? You raped me! You made my mother look like a fucking fool!" She screamed.

"Please lower your voice."

"What! Listen you don't tell me what to do. You don't control me." She sneered and slapped him across the face. "That's for my mother." She spat on him and walked away.

Calvin wiped his face then smiled slightly as he watched Geneva walk away. I'm gonna tap that again He thought shaking his head.

"Geneva! I was looking for you everywhere. Where have you been?" Erica asked crossing her arms.

Geneva looked back from where she just came from. She wanted to tell Erica everything about Calvin, but she couldn't. What would she say? What would she think? I can't tell her...yet.

"Sorry. I just got here." She lied.

"Well seeing how you was down and everything, I decided to bring you to a party."

"I really don't feel like partying."

"Oh you coming, even if I got to drag your ass there." Geneva just shrugged her shoulders.

The houses looked like mini mansions and the stores were so immaculate. When they got off the bus, they were in awe. Geneva looked around and could have sworn that she's been in this neighborhood before.

"Geneva, when I get enough money and we are ready, we are going to live in this neighborhood." Her mother's voice went through her mind.

"You okay?" Erica asked.

"Yeah is just that this neighborhood is..."

"I know what you mean, but the funny thing about it is that it's mostly black people that live here." Erica squealed and started walking across the street.

"So where is this party?"

"You just gonna have to wait and find out." Erica said and knocked on the door of a blue and white three floor home.

"Yo who there?" The other side said.

"Me Negro open the door." Erica demanded on the other side.

"If it isn't the sexy Erica." This five foot five guy said opening the door.

"And if it isn't the played out Darren." Erica joked.

"I'm guessing you here for the party. Oh, who's your friend?" He smiled toward Geneva.

"This is my best friend, Geneva."

"Word." He replied licking his lips.

"Turn your game off because she got a man." Erica said walking past him and pulling Geneva along..

The house was full of guests. Teens from all five boroughs of New York City seemed to be there.

Everybody was having a good time. The invitation went out through social media and they came. The house was big enough to fit all these teenagers and not have anyone really bump into each other.

"Yo, is that my home girl Erica?" Asked a male voice from behind them. They both turned around and saw a five foot eleven inch guy with brown skin, waves, and earrings. Who is that? Geneva thought as Erica threw her arms around him.

"Xavier Jacks! Damn it's been a long time." Erica yelled.

"A little too long. Man baby you grew up looking good. How long has it been? What? About three years?"

"Yeah something like that. Whatever happened to you and Chenel?"

"We broke up like a year ago."

"I thought that ya were going to make it. I pictured ya getting married and everything. Plus I was going to be the matron of honor since I hooked ya up." She boasted.

"Talking about hooking people up," He said looking at Geneva, "how about hooking me up with your

friend?"

"My bad, all caught up in my own business that I forgot to introduce you to my best friend. Geneva, this is my main man Xavier. I met him in summer camp. And Xavier this is Geneva, we've been friends since like kindergarten." She said introducing them.

They smiled at each other slightly. They all walked further into the house, bopping their head to the music.

As they were all talking, Erica noticed a five foot eight Hispanic girl with hazel eyes and tight curls that surrounded her face, staring at all of them.

"Yo who is this girl eying us?" Erica whispered to the rest of them. Xavier looked to over Erica where was motioning to and sucked his teeth.

"Damn. She followed me out here?" Xavier murmured.

"What?" Geneva asked out of confusion.

"That girl follows me out everywhere. Her name is Alicia and she's my stalker." He explained pointing directly at her.

"You got people following you?" Erica said shaking her head.

"I don't even like her and I told her a million times."

"She kinda staring at us pretty hard. Go over there and tell your girl to stop staring." Geneva teased pointing at her.

"That ain't my girl."

"Why not? It ain't like she ugly." Erica commented.

"It ain't that, it's just that I got no feelings for her." He explained.

"Well I got a plan." Erica smiled and whispered her plan in both of their ears. "Ya cool with that?" She asked. They both nodded.

Xavier and Geneva got up and walked past Alicia, then walked into a bedroom. Xavier closed the door behind him, but before he did he saw Alicia turn a corner, following them.

"So what we suppose to do?" He asked.

"I don't know. How about we watch that movie?" She pointed to a DVD that was on the floor.He picked it up, and popped it in while Geneva sat on top of the bed.

Thirty minutes into the movie Geneva's eyes began to droop; then she fell asleep.

"How you gonna request a movie and fall asleep?" Xavier was nudging her awake.

"I can't help it. I'm so sleepy." She whined sleepily.

"OK, but sleep closer to me." He reached his arms out to Geneva. She smiled at him slowly and she shook her head.

"Uh uh." She said.

"Why not?"

"You just trying to get closer so that you can cop a feel." She told him.

"I ain't got no secret agenda. It's just that if you sleepy, you might as well sleep closer to me. I promise no tricks." He told her back truthfully.

She moved closer and within seconds she fell asleep across his chest. Pretty soon Xavier also feel asleep holding Geneva.

"I left my lip-gloss in here." Alicia lied busting in the door. They both woke up and saw Alicia standing there crossing her arms. "Excuse me! I said I lost my lip-gloss in here!" She yelled more agitated.

Geneva took a quick glance around the room.

"I don't think I see it. " She said after a search through the room.

"I wasn't talk to you." Alicia snapped.

"Yo, who you talking to like that?" Xavier said raising his voice.

"Excuse me?" Alicia replied stunned.

"You heard me. Don't you ever talk to her like that! Do you feel me?" He demanded.

Alicia stood there for a second, and then just stormed out the room.

"Don't mind her." He broke the silence.

"But-"

"No buts now, unless you want to talk about yours."

"Shut up." She pushed him playfully.

"C'mon, let's just go back and join the party." He suggested taking her hand gently.

Geneva and Xavier danced to three songs back to back. After they finished dancing, they spotted Alicia staring at them. Geneva rolled her eyes. Xavier observed this.

"What's good? Why you getting so tight?"

"Your little stalker is mean mugging me across the room. She need to fix her face."

"Don't mind her."

"I'm going to get something to drink." Geneva told him walking away.

"Keep it legal baby, you only eighteen." He yelled at her. She turned and smiled at him, then walked to the table.

"Hi!" Alicia chirped walking over to him

"Yeah?" He asked irritated.

"I was wondering if you wanted to dance, you know? I mean, do you want to dance?"

"No, not really. I just don't feel like dancing."

"Oh, that's cool." She walked away and Geneva came back while a new song started to play.

"This is my song, want to dance?" She asked setting her drink down.

"Of course."

They started dancing to the song but the DJ cut it off and put on a slow song. She was about to walk away but Xavier pulled her close.

"Nope you ain't leaving me now. Come on relax. You know you want to." He whispered. You're

getting too close Geneva. You're getting too close a voice told her in her head, but she ignored it. She leaned her head on Xavier's shoulder. He pulled her in closer and-

"You're dancing too close you woke up Godzilla." He whispered. She giggled and all of a sudden her body was pulled around.

"What ya two talking about that so fucking funny?" Alicia asked crossing her arms.

"It's none of your business and who you think you pulling on like that?" Geneva snapped.

"Anyway," Alicia replied rolling her eyes "like I was saying, what ya was talking about that's so funny?"

"Nothing you need to know." Xavier told her with such an attitude that she left.

"Why you gotta do her like that? She really likes you." She tried to defend Alicia.

"Geneva, she disrespected you first. I ain't gonna let nobody disrespect somebody I like."

"You don't even know me, how can you like me?"

"True I don't know you, but what I see and the little I do know, I like. I'm feeling you and I can tell you feelin me."

Geneva blushed and smile. Xavier seemed to be saying the right things on the right day. Normally she would have blow a guy off, but today was bad day. Today she really needed to hear someone praise her.

The girl's word still ran through her head, but they were now muffled by Xavier's kind words.

"That's what I'm talking about." He said after seeing her smile. "So would you give me your number, please?"

Why should I give you my number? I mean you might have money but what if you don't? You really

got nothing to offer then. I'm saying if you don't got money, what do you got? You probably got....got....

everything that I really need. Damn I got too close.

"I'll give you my number." She grabbed his phone and put her number in.

"So, when can I call you?"

"It's up to you." She walked away. Xavier looked down at his phone and started smiling.

"What are you doing to these niggas?" Erica asked looking at the expression on Xavier's face.

"What you mean?"

"I mean, you just walking around and breaking their hearts. I think Xavier really likes you. You are wrong."

"What? Wasn't you in there bagging numbers like you worked in the supermarket?"

"Yeah, but it's not like I let them think we might be a couple. Plus you take all of them for their money.."

"Man-"

"Plus you catching feelings for some of them."

"I don't catch feelings for no one."

"What! What about Mike, Anthony, and now Xavier. Plus you can't forget about Robert."

"First of all please don't ever mention Anthony again. And what about Robert?"

"You used to cherish the toilet he would shit in!"

"Uh-uh! Erica don't even go there. What about Wilson? You used to be all up on him."

"That still doesn't compare to you! I seem to remember a time that he sat in your seat and you sat there passing your hand over it. Ooh and what about that time we were watching a fight on the train and both of ya just happen to touch the pole at the same time. You didn't get over that for weeks. You kept calling it fate."

"That was then. It's six p.m. Erica, can you take me home? My feet is killing me."

"Nope. Girl we got one more party to go."

"What?"

"Come on it's around Dougie's way so it's a little closer to home. "

Dougie's way? That's kinda risky. What if he's there? Hold up, that is good news. It means I can bag him today and get started on my revenge.

"Hello? You going or not?" Erica snapped her out of it.

"Yeah." Geneva said and they started walking away.

**Scheme**

The party was rocking and moving. It was in the basement of an all ages club. Geneva rejected all and any advances she got that night. She went to that party with a mission. First she was going to play a role that she plays perfectly; the victim. Then she's going to get Douglas to fall in love with her. Finally break it off painfully. She smiled as she played over the scenes in her head.

Douglas looked over at Geneva in the diner. He put his hand on the table to join hers.

"I got something to tell you." He said.

"What is it?"

"I love you." He told her smiling expecting a quick response. He looked at her face and saw a

mischievous smile on her face. "Geneva?"

"Please, I don't love you. I don't even like you like that."

"What are you doing?" He asked her.

"I'm breaking your heart!" She said maliciously. "You actually thought I liked you? That I was capable of loving you? You thought that my hugs were real. That my kisses," She wipes her mouth, " were real?

You a dumb ass!" She stood up and began to leave.

"Wait! Why?" He asked with tears in his eyes. She turned back to him.

"This is what you get for splitting up me and Robert." She leaned into his ear and then she whispered,

"Revenge is a bitch, ain't it?"

She laughed silently to herself thinking about the revenge plot as she spotted Douglas with his friends.

"Geneva? Erica?" Douglas said pulling away from his friends.

"What up boy!" Erica yelled as she gave him a hug.

"Of course you would be here." Geneva smiled at him.

"Of course this is my kinda scene."

"Whatever, a party is a party." Erica replied winking at a boy across the room. "All that matters is if this party is off the chain."

"Of course it is. I mean I'm here." He was being cocky as usual.

"That's why I asked. If you here it has to be boring." Erica dismissed him.

"You still like playing people?"

"What can I say, it's a gift." Erica replied and walked to the guy she was eyeing in the corner.

He looked at Geneva and started smiling.

"What's with you?" She asked him.

"It's just that it looks like you can't hug a person anymore."

"You want me to hug you?"

"Come on." He opened his arms wide. Geneva hugged him tightly, and while pulling away, she gave him a quick glance, pretending as if she was sizing him up.

"What was with that look?"

"Nothing just thinking about something." She grinned and turned her head. "Oh hell no." She yelled. "Be right back." She told him and walked to her friend.

This six foot two guy with dark skin, earrings, and a low cut fade stood by the wall. Geneva went over and tapped his shoulder.

"What are you doing here?" He asked after seeing Geneva.

"Better question, what are you doing here?"

"You know I always go where there's a party." Her friend, Dante Wilkes, said but soon he caught glimpse of someone. "Yo, who is that?" He meant to think but it slipped out.

"Who?" Geneva asked.

"Shorty over there." He pointed at Erica, who was now dancing alone because it didn't work out with the guy she was checking out.

"The girl right there?" Geneva asked and Danté nodded his head. "That's my best friend Erica. Erica!"

She waved Erica over.

"Don't be up in here yelling out my government." Erica whispered.

"I just wanted you to meet my friend Danté . Danté this is Erica." She introduced them.

"What's good ma?" He asked her smiling ear to ear.

"What's good with you?" Erica flirted.

After a few minutes of back and forth flirting, Geneva pulled Erica to the side.

"What?" Erica slightly shouted. "Oh is he one of your boy toys or custo-"

"No, it's just that he a player and all. I could even remember a time that he thought he was caught in baby mama drama. Plus I thought you had a man."

"No. He stopped calling after like a couple of weeks. You know that mean it's dead. Did you hook up with Danté or something?" She asked wondering if Geneva and Danté ever had sex with each other.

"Nah we had something but it was just a kiss. It never went that far, but don't forget about the baby mamas."

"It's okay because I love kids." Erica replied and walked back to Danté .

"What was that about?" He asked.

"Well Danté , she told me all about you." Erica said crossing her arms.

"You trying to squash game?" He joked asking Geneva.

"It doesn't even matter, she didn't listen anyway. Look, if ya gonna need me, I'm going to be with Dougie."

"Sure." They both replied waving her off.

She walked back to Douglas and found him talking to some girls.

"Look at you surrounded by girls. Are you looking for new stupid victims?" She asked in a sly tone.

"Ain't you suppose to be here milking some money out of the dudes up in here?" He told her. How did you find out I do that? She thought but brushed off the idea of asking him.

"Shut up. Besides like I said, I'm over that. Matter fact the people I did that with, I called and told them it was over. Some got angry but backed down when they saw I wasn't playing." She lied convincingly.

"For real?" He replied believing every lie she was telling him. I don't want to feel sorry for her but I do. I mean.....I love her.

**Fate**

After a half-hour into the party, Douglas pulled Geneva through the crowd so he could have a dance.

They started dancing to a slow song. She smiled as she formed her plan in her head. She pulled Douglas close to her and laid her head on his chest. She wanted to hear his heartbeat. She knew the faster it went, the more excited he was. Soon she heard the heartbeat speeding up, so she moved in closer. She pressed her body on him and danced slowly. His heartbeat increased and then he caught an erection.

Douglas looked down at her smiling. She smiled back and began her routine. She stared seductively, tilted her head, and moved in for a kiss. This was to create a moment for him and make him want her.She kissed him, putting her hand around his neck, and still pulling her body close to his. The kiss was deep, passionate, and uncensored. To make the "moment" even more perfect she slipped in some tongue. After a few seconds she pulled it out to make it seem as if it were a mistake.

"I'm sorry. That was a slip-up." She acted as if she was crying and embarrassed. Then she ran out only knowing that Douglas was going to follow her.

"Geneva!" He yelled as he ran after her. He caught up to her and grabbed her arm.

"What?" She still pretended to be crying.

"What happened?"

"Nothing. It's just that I got to get out of here."

Geneva tried to walk away but Douglas still had his grip on her. Before she could tell him to let her go, he pulled her in, and kissed her. Phase one completed She thought as she wrapped her hands around him.

She was so busy kissing Douglas that she didn't even notice that someone was watching them. The

person watched in a shock state of mind. The only reason that this person came to the party was to be with Geneva. But he didn't think he'd find her like this.

"Robert!" Erica yelled breaking away from Danté. She pushed through the people until she reached Robert. "Nigga, what's wrong with you? Didn't you hear me calling you?"

"You wanna know what's my problem?" He replied with an attitude.

"Yeah that's what I asked."

"That's my problem." He pointed over to Geneva and Douglas, and they were still kissing.

Erica was speechless. She stood there in complete awe.

"You called me out here so I can see that? I thought you said Geneva still liked me?" He said with even more attitude, but Erica didn't hear him. She just looked at her two friends together.

"Look, she still likes you. You're just going have to stick around for a while." She answered calmly finally taking her eyes away from the scene.

"For what? That bitch!"

"Nigga I don't give a fuck about what she has done to you, you do not disrespect her in front of me." She warned.

Robert didn't even care at the moment, he just leaned back on the wall.

"You just got to wait for her."

"Erica, why you care? This ain't your life."

"Yeah, but she's my friend...my sister."

**A ho, a hero, and a tragedy**

Geneva didn't always pick out good friends like she did with Erica. Erica was trustworthy, smart, witty, honest, clever, and one of the best things to happen to Geneva, but when drama happens, people tend to be blind to everything. They can't see danger although it's right in front of their face.

It was almost the beginning of sophomore year. It was the last and the hottest month of the summer, August. Geneva was home burning up. She laid back with the air conditioner on. She wore a bikini top and shorts and passed ice on her stomach that she got from the cooler that was next to her bed. Suddenly the phone rang and made her practically jumped.

"Who is it?"

"Hey baby." Robert replied.

"Hey."

"What you doing on this hot ass day?"

"Nothing much just cooling down with ice."

"Where your mom at?"

"She's at work."

"I'm coming over."

"I didn't invite you."

"Please baby, stop acting like you don't want me over there."

"Okay." She caved in smiling.

"Be there soon."

In thirty minutes, Robert was using her doorbell.

"Hey." She greeted him. He looked down and studied her outfit.

"What you doing wearing a bikini top and short shorts?"

"It's just that hot. Now come on upstairs to my room." She grabbed him up the stairs.

"It's like that?"

"Nah just don't want to turn on the a/c down here."

"Nice room." He complimented as soon as the door was open.

"Yeah." She plopped down on the bed.

"Word that's what I'm talking about." He joked lying on the bed also.

"Ha ha ha. Nigga you funny." She reached over and grabbed an ice cube out of the cooler.

"Pass me some ice."

She looked back at him. No wonder he need ice. He's wearing blue jean shorts and long sleeved black shirt. Who wouldn't be hot? She thought as she reached over in the cooler. She gave him the ice cube, then laid back and passed an ice cube over her forehead. He took the ice cube and passed it over her stomach.

"What you doing?"

"Cooling you down."

"It tickles."

"Really?" He then passed his hand over her stomach.

"Stop." She laughed.

"You want me to stop?"

"No." She got up and kissed him.

They started kissing each other. He went on the neck and then went lower and lower. They were so close to doing what they both have been waiting for almost a year. He went back up and kissed her shoulder and neck again.

"You ready for this?" He asked. He didn't have to explain because they both knew what they wanted.

She nodded and he smiled a bit then kissed her. He ran his hand up her body and unfastened the bikini.

He wanted to stare a little longer at her body, but didn't want to waste precious moments. He pulled off her white shorts and began working on his clothes.

She then pulled the covers over. He put on a condom and went under. Just when he was about to go through with it, the phone rang..

"Damn." He muttered. She put on his baggy shirt and ran to her mother's room to pick up the phone.

"Hello?"

"Is this the Howards residence?"

"Yeah."

"What is your relation to Ms. Howards?"

"That's my mama, what happened?"

"She's on the way to the hospital. She's been in a car-"

"What hospital?"

"Kings County."

"Be right there."

Geneva tried to choke back tears, but she couldn't. She started breaking down. Robert came into the room wearing only his shorts, when he found her crying on the floor.

"What's wrong?" He asked picking her up.

"My mom-Kings County..." She managed to get out.

"I'll get you there." He walked her to her room and helped her get dressed.

They reached the hospital about a half hour later.

"I need to see my mama." Geneva pleaded with the nurse at the front desk.

"Okay calm down please. What is your mother's name?"

"It's Janet Howards."

"Okay. Miss-"

Just then a group of doctors reading stats and vitals burst through a door. Both Robert and Geneva saw Janet on a stretcher.

"Mama!" She screamed walking side by side with the stretcher.

"Stand back." A doctor ordered.

"No! Mama wake up." She begged with tears running down.

"Please get back." Another doctor ordered. She did as she was told.

"Mama." She whispered as Robert came up behind her and hugged her. She turned to him and started to cry. He just held her because that was all he could do.

Hours later a few of Geneva's relatives came over. They were all in deep prayer and waiting for the doctor to come back with any news. Geneva leaned on Robert's shoulder but lifted it as soon as the doctor came out into the hallway.

"I'm sorry we tried everything. She didn't make it." He explained with his eyes getting watery. Cries broke out through the room. Geneva turned to Robert and cried through his clothes. She pounded softly on his chest.

"No, no. No!." She screamed but the tears muffled them.

"It's gonna be a'ight." Robert said caressing her back. "I promise you it's going to be a'ight."

It was the beginning of her sophomore year. Geneva dragged herself out of bed. She didn't feel like getting up. What's the point? It's not like Mom's around she thought as she steadily walked to school.

She wanted to talk to someone but Robert was transferred into another school, and Erica was away. She would have talked to her grandmother, but they didn't really get along. Every time Geneva would get close to her, she would find something to hate about her grandmother. She smells, she has an attitude, she's too bossy, and she's trying to act like she's my Mom.

Geneva found herself that day even more depressed. She was about walk into class, but she just skipped it. She didn't feel like going anywhere, so instead she roamed the hallways. She turned the corner and saw a crowd full of boys. She knew she should turn away, but she was rejecting all first instincts. Instead she walked closer and was surprised to what she saw.

In the middle of the crowd, she saw a girl on her knees giving oral to three guys. She stopped at one, then went to another. She never stopped until she caught Geneva staring at her. All eyes then fell on Geneva.

"What you doing here?" One voice said.

"Maybe she wants to join?" Another teased.

"And suck what?" The girl in the middle yelled.

"Yo security coming."

The whole group split up leaving the girl and Geneva.

"C'mon." She dragged Geneva to the basement into an empty room. The room had one small window

and a light hanging above it. The floor was covered with old gym mattresses. Geneva sat on the floor.

"My name is Kaylia."

"Geneva."

"What grade you in?'

"Tenth."

"Eleventh."

"Oh."

There was an awkward silence.

"I don't mean to be nosy, and don't take it the wrong way, but why was you- you know."

"Sucking dick?" The girl said as if it wasn't a big deal.

"Yeah."

"Well you see in order for me to make money, I sell weed, but weed ain't cheap. So instead of paying in money, I - well you know."

"Why don't you ask your parents for money?"

"Ha! My parents? Please! My moms is a crack head, and my pops is gone, and the rest of the family is dickheads."

"So you just got nobody in your family you like?'

"Yeah I do. My aunt. She's cool peoples, at least she was. A stray bullet in a drive by killed her. She was the only one that was nice and kept me in check. Best believe if she was here, I wouldn't be doing this shit." Kaylia mumbled.

Another silence came but was quickly broken by silent sobs. Kaylia cried softly and wiped the tears from her eyes.

"Damn you got me bringing old memories back." She whispered.

"I know how you feel."

"Huh?"

"I mean my moms just died. So I know..." Geneva trailed off.

"How she died?"

"Car accident."

"Damn." Kaylia muttered. "I usually don't smoke what I'm about to sell," Kaylia began to say and pulled out two joints, "but we need this. You smoke?"

"Nah."

"Why not? This is the best medicine ever."

She lit both of the joints with a lighter and handed one to Geneva.

"Just inhale." Kaylia breathed in the "medicine" she received. Geneva watched her and tried to imitate her. She brought it to her lips and inhaled it. She coughed it right out.

"You'll get used to it." Kaylia laughed and inhaled some more. Sure enough Geneva got the hang of it.

She inhaled almost at a professional level. She didn't even blow it out her mouth anymore, she just blew through her nose.

"You got a man?" Kaylia asked out of nowhere.

"Why?"

"Cause you got a banging figure. I'm guessing some nigga hitting that."

"I got a man but he ain't hitting shit." She inhaled again and saw a smile grow across Kaylia's face.

"You a virgin?"

"Uh...yeah." Geneva didn't count Calvin. She felt that her virginity had to be given not taken away.

"Damn why don't you just fuck him? See me, I could never wait long with a boy before I let him hit.

After like three days, or three hours, sometimes even three minutes, I have to have sex with him. Lord knows I like me some sex." She giggled. "How long you've been with your man?"

"About a year or so."

"AND HE STILL DIDN'T HIT!" She yelled.

"I want to, but-"

"But what! Look you don't want to be twenty-one and still a virgin. Do it now! Matter fact as soon as you get out of school, fuck his brains out." Kaylia ordered. Geneva nodded and made a mental note to call Robert the very next day and take her advice.

Suddenly they heard footsteps.

"Oh shit." Kaylia grabbed Geneva's joint and hers and threw it through the window. She started fanning the air trying to get rid of the smell.

"I got a spray. I got a spray." Geneva went through her book bag and pulled out a body spray. She sprayed the room.

"Good, good. I think the smell is gone."

"What are you girls doing here?" Asked a janitor.

"Um...some boys pushed us in here and closed the door." Kaylia lied.

"Oh. Do you smell that? Is that marijuana?" He asked sniffing the air.

"The boys did say they was gonna smoke weed, didn't they Geneva?"

"Uh huh." Geneva added.

"Well it's seventh period, ya could leave at that exit if ya don't have a class." He pointed to the exit then walked away.

"Okay." Kaylia walked out the room and Geneva followed.

"I got a class." Geneva mumbled.

"So do I, but you don't see me going anywhere." Kaylia pushed through the door and walked outside.

"You coming with me?"

"Of course."

"Good. Well there's this party at Sheepshead Bay, you want to go?"

They arrived at the party. Geneva stuck close to Kaylia, while Kaylia rejected every guy's advance. "I'm too gorgeous for you." She would tell them. Kaylia was beautiful. She had long legs, a full body, beautiful lips, long hair, and sun kissed brown skin. Guys eyed her from across the room. She knew she could get any guy's attention. All she had to do was bat those eyes and she had them. She had it all but the personality. She was too into sex and money, which is never ever a good combination.

Geneva was getting offers too, but she rejected them all saying "I got a man." Then this guy walked in the party. He was tall, dark, and handsome. Every girl in the room moved to get a good look at him.

Females from all across the room were winking at him and giving him the eye, but he had his eye on someone else.

"Hey." He said sitting next to Geneva. She turned fully prepared to say yet again " I have a man", but when she saw him, all she could do was smile.

"Hey." She finally managed to get out.

"My name is Danté , what's yours?"

"Geneva."

"Well how old are you Geneva?

"I'm-"

"Don't talk to that nigga. He a scrub!" Kaylia yelled.

"Kaylia, baby I didn't even see you." He said and gave a pound to Kaylia.

"Geneva, I'll be right back." Kaylia said and followed a guy to the bedroom.

"Um....how do you know Kaylia?" Geneva asked wondering if he had ever had sex with Kaylia.

"Well, my homeboy was about to have a fight with her because she said something slick to his little sister, but at the end of the day, she got him buying her clothes. I was laughing so much that day, that I decided that she had to be my friend. I mean, think of all the world peace she can cause."

"I was thinking she was your ex or something."

"Nah, that's my homegirl right there. She look good and all, but I wouldn't have sex with her." He shook his head.

"Why you shaking your head?"

"It's just that I can't have sex with her."

"What you mean can't? Do you have some sort of problem with your-"

"No! I can't have sex with her because she N-A-S-T-Y!"

They talked a little bit more . They talked about family, friends, and even relationships. Geneva felt like she could tell Danté everything.

"You mad cool. Can I get your number so we can talk more often?"

"Well-" A fight interrupted the conversation.

"Damn we gotta get out of here." Danté stood up and pulled Geneva up off her chair. They began to struggle through the crowd but she pulled her arm away from Danté .

"What??" He asked.

"I can't leave Kaylia here." She answered and reversed through the crowd trying to get to Kaylia. She finally pushed through and reached the bedroom she saw Kaylia in.

She opened the bedroom door and saw Kaylia riding on top of a guy.

"Geneva?" Kaylia said after seeing the light peer into the room.

"Um.. there's a fight. We have to get out of here."

"Alright. We gonna have to do this another time." She told the guy as she climbed off of him. She put on her jeans and fixed her shirt.

"Nah we gonna do this now." He grabbed Kaylia's arm, pushed Geneva aside. Geneva tried to follow them but the crowd was hard to push through.

"Excuse me!" She shouted but nobody moved. She felt someone grabbed her arm and saw it was Danté.

"Come on." He pulled her through the crowd and got her safely outside.

"You cool?" He asked.

"Yeah, but I couldn't get Kaylia. Some dude just grabbed her and took her somewhere."

"Knowing Kaylia she gonna be a'ight. Somehow she always pulls through."

"Yeah."

"You know I didn't hear thank you yet."

"Thank you for what?"

"Saving your life at that party. You could have got stomped on or something."

"My bad. Thank you Danté ."

"Aight, Now can I get a kiss?"

"Danté, you know I can't just be kissing everybody. I told you I got a man."

"But it's just a thank you kiss." He pleaded. "It's not like I'm asking to have se-" He began to say then his eye caught something in an alley. Geneva followed his eyes and saw Kaylia laid across the ground with her legs open, jeans pulled off, shirt pulled up, panties at her ankles, and she was barely moving.

"Kaylia!" Geneva yelled running to her. She propped her up and pulled down her shirt, pulled up her panties, put on her jeans, and tried to fix her up.

"Kaylia." She said rocking back and forth. Kaylia wasn't answering but she opened her eyes slightly.

"She moved her eyes!" Geneva turned and told Danté . He came over to Geneva.

"I got her." He said and bent down and picked Kaylia up.

"What you think happened to her?"

"I think that nigga slipped her something or stuck her with a needle. Come on I'm going to take her to my place."

"No let's call the police."

"No police..."Kaylia mumbled and Dante and Geneva exchanged looks.

They walked all the way from Sheepshead Bay to Crown Heights. It took over an hour, but they finally reached Danté's apartment building. People stared at him carrying Kaylia, but they didn't say anything.

Geneva avoided the looks and just helped Danté open his apartment door.

"Danté, nigga is that you?" A male voice from inside asked.

"Yeah Sean, I need your help man." He yelled to his roommate.

"What happened?' He asked coming from his room. Then he saw Kaylia. "What happened to shorty.?"

"We don't know." Danté said and placed Kaylia across the couch.

"We?" Sean asked.

Geneva stood by the door and Sean didn't even see her. She moved out from her hiding place and took a good look at the apartment and Sean. The apartment was fairly tidy, and had a few luxuries. Sean wasn't as tall as Danté , but he was light skin, five foot eight with dreads.

"Oh damn I didn't even see you. What up? My name is Sean." He introduced himself.

"Geneva."

"So Danté, what happen last when you saw her?" He said pointing at Kaylia.

"Geneva was like she saw a nigga grab her or something. We found her practically naked with her jeans off, panties off, shirt pulled up, and all sort of shit."

"Damn that's fucked up." Sean said. "What you think?"

"I think someone slipped her something."

" Whoever did this gave her something strong. You think she still alive? She hardly moving." Sean remarked.

"She spoke earlier. She didn't want to call the police. Yo Sean, see if Ms. Raymond is home." Danté was still looking at Kaylia's body, which still wasn't moving.

"Good idea." Sean ran out the apartment and knocked the apartment across from him.

In about twenty minutes there was a knock on the door.

"Hey Ms. Raymond." Danté greeted the middle aged Hispanic woman at the door.

"Sean told me what happened. Where is she?"

"She's on the couch." Danté led her to the living room.

"I'm going to need space and time." She said looking at Geneva. She got the message and walked to Danté .

"Let me take you home, we don't know how long this gonna take and it's already one in the morning."

"Alright, who's that lady?'

"She's a nurse. She's gonna take care of everything. Come on let's go." Danté opened the door and Geneva took one last look at Kaylia and left.

"Are you alright?" Danté asked.

"It's just that-"

"Kinda scary huh?"

"Yeah."

"Well she got herself into that situation."

"But still....."

"I get what you trying to say. She may be crazy but no one deserves that."

They arrived in front of Geneva's house and Geneva was about to walk in but Danté called out to her.

"Geneva, you still didn't give me my kiss."

"I told you."

"Come on, your man won't mind."

"Really?"

"It's just a thank you kiss."

"Aight." She pecked him on his cheek.

"What am I? Five years old? I mean really kiss me." He took her gently and kissed her deeply. He let her go and smiled.

"Bye." She smiled and walked up the stairs. She got in her room and prayed.

**And you say he's just a friend**

Back at the party Geneva was still close with Douglas. She was flirting with him, kissing him, and touching him. Robert watched and sucked air through his teeth every time Geneva smiled at Douglas.

"I thought he was just a friend." He mumbled to himself.

Three months after hanging out with Kaylia for the first time, Geneva made another friend. His name was Douglas Samuels. He was five feet ten inches, bronze skin, and wavy hair. He met Geneva in school and one thing about Douglas is that Robert hated him. He felt that Douglas was only trying to get sex from her.

"I don't trust him." Robert told her yet again.

"But you trust me right? Besides he's just a friend." Geneva explained.

"I just don't like the way he looks at you."

"He what?"

"I just got a feeling."

"But he just a friend. Let it go."

"Yeah but with him around I hardly get to see you. It's bad enough I'm not in the school with you, but we can't even be together."

"I know but-" The phone's ringing cut off Geneva.

She ran to her bedroom to pick up the phone.

"Hello?" She answered picking up the phone. Robert listened from the other room and saw Geneva hang up the phone. "I got to go." She told Robert.

"What you mean? I just got to your house."

"But I told you before that me and Dougie-"

"There we go again. That nigga -"

"Please don't start. I love you and Dougie is just a friend."

"But I just got here. Hardly four minutes and he already telling you what to do. I just wanted to be with you again. I want to feel you again. I just want us to do what we did two weeks ago, and the week after that, and what we did yesterday." Robert recalled all the times they had sex.

" I know I want to be with you again like that too. I planned this thing with him a long time ago."

"Geneva ple-"

"Robert I can't."

"I'm your boyfriend though, and you said it yourself that he's just a friend. He doesn't do anything for you."

"What? He fought for me when that bitch tried to jump me in school. He threw punches for me-"

"I fought niggas in the hallway at our old school for disrespecting you. The whole reason I got kicked out of that school was because of me defending you. Shit, I was there for when your moms passed away."

"Don't throw that in my face."

"It's true though - Fuck it I don't even know why I'm arguing for." Robert stormed out the house.

Geneva ran to the door.

"He's just a friend! He's just a fucking friend!" She yelled out the door.

**True Sight**

The day after the party, Geneva called Erica. She loved talking to her. She could tell Erica anything.

She was like a diary. Erica revealed that she had feelings for Danté and Geneva confessed that she might still have feelings for Robert. Then she admitted that she had feelings for Mike and something like a crush on Xavier.

"You know what you never told me about?" Erica asked.

"What?"

"Whatever happened with you and Anthony? I thought he would have been a nice little rebound."

"Well there is so much to tell you about that Anthony. A whole lot."

It's been awhile since Geneva's mother's death, and she was starting to bounce back. She was even doing better in school. She wasn't back at the level as she used to, but she was doing well. She even started to walk around with a smile around her face. She was so proud of herself for everything that she didn't even hear Douglas calling her.

"Didn't you hear me?" He asked pulling her arm.

"Oh my bad D, what you want?"

"I know about that fight that you and Robert had, even though you won't tell me about that."

"Uh huh."

"And you don't talk about him anymore-"

"Spit it out."

"I wanna be your man."

"What?"

Douglas didn't even explain myself. He moved in and tried to kiss her, but Geneva pushed him away.

"Excuse me?"

"What?"

"Even though me and Robert going through our thing right now, I still go with him, besides we're just friends."

"What?"

"Nigga I don't want you!" She blurted out. Douglas walked away pissed. "Douglas! I'm sorry, I didn't mean..." But Douglas was already gone. She was going to run after him but she had to meet Kaylia.

She began walking to Kaylia's sixth period class. She waited until the late bell rang, but Kaylia still didn't come out. Geneva stared at the closed door for about ten more minutes before deciding to open the door. She turned the doorknob and was surprise to what she saw.

There was Kaylia with her eyes close, while her teacher was behind her, pumping into her. They didn't even see Geneva, they just kept going. Geneva kept staring until she felt a breeze, and realize the door behind her was wide open. She closed it quickly, and the sound of the door closing, brought Kaylia and her math teacher back into reality. They quickly began putting back on their clothes.

Geneva looked on with disgust. It wasn't the simple fact that Kaylia was having sex, no, it was the fact she was having sex with the teacher. And to make it worse, She wasn't really surprised at Kaylia, she was more surprised at the teacher. I guess all moral ethics go out the door. She thought.

Geneva continued to stand there dazed until Kaylia shook her.

"Geneva?"

"Huh?" Geneva was still staring at the scene she saw five minutes ago. She couldn't believe that she was in a situation like this. She couldn't believe that she was actually standing in the room. Kaylia and the teacher couldn't believe it either. If it wasn't for Geneva closing that door behind her, they would have all been caught.

"Are you okay?" Kaylia asked walking looking away.

"What was happening in here?"

"What did it look like?" She replied back with an attitude.

"What the fuck happened?"

"Geneva you know I'm not good in math, and I really tried to change this year. I was actually doing work.

I mean real work, but I was still failing tests, exams, and quizzes. I really tried, and then I heard a rumor that Mr. Khalid was you know a sex fiend. All the girls claim he flirts too much, and stares at all girls'

chest."

"Wait a minute. Are you telling me you wanted to see if it's true? That is so damn stupid."

"Geneva I tried too hard."

"Ever since when you started thinking about school?"

"Ever since my mom cleaned up her act and I'm moving in with her. I don't want her to think I'm stupid or something. This is my time to have a fresh new start. It's a whole new chance. You out of all people should understand. You know you will do anything to bring your mom back for a whole new chance.

Well this is mine and I'm taking it." Kaylia explained lifting her head off the floor. "So when I saw I was failing I went up to him and asked if there was anything that I could do. He gave me the option."

"So you fucked him for your grade? Ha I thought he was a drug-"

"Ha ha ha ha. I'm not trying to do that bullshit anymore."

"What does this have to do with Anthony?" Erica interrupted Geneva' story over the phone.

"Nothing just setting up character and filling you in on some things you didn't know." Geneva explained.

"Well cut to the damn chase." Erica laughed.

**Back Stabbed**

Geneva was at the airport dropping off her grandmother. She was so glad that she was leaving the house.

"Now, don't go throwing any house parties." She warned her granddaughter as she walked away.

"I won't." She smiled but her grandmother could sense it was forced.

"Bye." Her grandmother made her way to the terminal.

Geneva started to walk away slowly.

"Geneva!" A voice yelled through all the airport noise. Geneva turned around frantically looking for the person calling her.

"Geneva!"

Who the hell is calling me? I know it ain't that old lady. She doesn't have the voice for that. I hope to GOD it ain't that thirty year old man whose winking at me. Please Negro, I won't go with you. Oh, maybe it's that cute boy over there. He is fine. No, stay focused.

"Geneva" said the person that tapped her on the shoulder. Geneva turned around and was shocked to see who it was.

"Kaylia!" She screamed and gave her a hug. "Girl, what are you doing back in Brooklyn? I thought you and your mother moved to Virginia."

"Me and my mother couldn't last. We was always arguing. Plus one more thing."

"What?" Geneva asked.

"I couldn't stay away from these Brooklyn niggas."

"Then, where you going to live?"

"I'm going back to my uncle's house, but he's late to pick me up. Can't I stay with you for awhile? Will your grandmother mind?"

"She's not going to be home for a while, visiting relatives."

"Yay, whole house for you and me. You know what this means...party!"

"Uh....no. My grandmoms and the rest of my family got people eyes watching me. It's like when she's not around, that old crone still trying to run my life."

"Well I could stay in your house until your grandma comes home."

"Yeah, just call your uncle."

"So whatever happened to you and Robert?" Kaylia asked as they boarded a taxi.

"Well, I thought it was dead because we had the stupidest argument, but he called and he giving me gifts."

"I see my lessons haven't gone untaught and unheard." Kaylia smiled happily that Geneva was somewhat like her with her milking guy's for their money or anything else they could get.

"Whatever. I still love him and-"

"How many times have I told you!" Kaylia yelled. "There's no such thing as liking or someone. Feelings are nothing more than money blockers."

"But you play with men feelings."

"And that's they problem, not mine. You think I give a fuck if I hurt some of the niggas out there feelings?

Hell no! They just gonna grow up to be players anyways. They're gonna cheat, lie, and hurt other women first. I'm just giving them a taste of their medicine as all women should."

"You do know not every guy is like that? Some really care about females because they were raised right, or look around and see all the mistakes. They trying to save the generation after us."

"Geneva that's a goddamn lie. This generation does nothing but think about themselves. You think we in Iraq to help people? How is killing people helping? I don't see the connection between wars and aide, despite what politicians say. That's why I believe in what I do. And I don't care what anybody says. I'm just trying to do me. If I like sex, shit, why not use it to get that green that half of the world can't live without? I'm just trying to make my place within the government, police, and thugs, because believe or not they all in the same loop. They all trying to get that paper anyway they can. The thug hustles, the government lies, and the police crucify. That's just the way it is and I feel like it ain't never gonna change." Kaylia shook her head and looked out the window.

Geneva always knew that Kaylia was smart, too smart. As in too smart to be doing the things she's doing.

How can a young star be on her knees just for money? Kaylia didn't know that words had a powerful effect on people. She was too busy watching other people getting rich to notice, and now it's too late.

Geneva can and has tried to help all the time but the stubborn hardly listen, they ignore.

In front of Geneva's house was standing a male and Erica. That boy is fine thought both Geneva and Kaylia.

"What up Geneva," Erica greeted brightly, "Hey Kaylia."

"What you doing here?" She finally asked after she stopped staring at the male she was with."

"Well I want you to meet Anthony." Erica said introducing Anthony to both Geneva and Kaylia.

From the moment Kaylia stepped out the cab, she knew she wanted Anthony. Could this be the first time she wanted a guy without thinking about his money, or any other advantages? But Erica didn't bring Anthony over to meet Kaylia she brought him to meet Geneva. Geneva told Erica that her and Robert might break up, but didn't tell her that they had patched things up. She just stood there too shocked to really say anything. Anthony looks good she thought.

Anthony was five feet ten inches, with caramel skin. He had braids in the style of cornrows that were in spirals. He wore a white beater so that his muscles can show through the outfit. He was a pretty boy and he knew it. He knew that his whole aura could have girls running errands for him with the snap of his fingers. He was the pretty boy that Mama warned her daughters about.

The four of them spent the rest of the day together talking, but their thoughts were a different story. Erica was smiling at Kaylia but on the inside she couldn't stand the very sight of her, but because of Geneva she held her tongue. Geneva was innocently talking to Anthony, but had other things in mind and so did Kaylia. She was already picturing all kinds of things with Anthony. She was not only picturing sex, she was picturing a relationship. She was seeing them together walking together in the park, shopping together, and all kind of things.

Anthony sat there having a conversation with all of them. He looked at Geneva not thinking about a relationship but he did admire her mind and body, but when he looked at Kaylia he just thought about sex.

I could tell that Kaylia a freak. I could get head from the bitch anytime I want to. He smiled quietly at both of them and at the end of the night he left with both of their numbers.

Geneva had three straight nights of calling Robert, but on the other hand she was spending all of her afternoons with Anthony. Anthony was really being the undercover player he was. He kept talking that sweet talk to Geneva then would turn around and told lies to get Kaylia into bed with him. Anthony knew he could easily get anything from Kaylia, but Geneva would be a little harder.

"So when I'm gonna hit that?" Anthony asked Geneva as she sat on his couch fixing her clothes.

"Hit what?" She smiled. She had a little crush on him that she couldn't deny, but she knew her feelings for him didn't compare to what she had for Robert, but she still talked to him anyway. Every time she called Anthony, and went over to his house, they were always making out. One time Geneva was over at his house for the whole day, just kissing him, being on top of him, but never going too far. She asked Anthony to keep their "relationship" a secret. He did because he knew the very next day she would be at his house, on his bed, and on top of him again, kissing away any worries he had that day.

Once at his house the situation became too serious. She was once again kissing him on top of his bed but this time it almost led straight into sex.

"You know I can't." She moaned as Anthony kissed her neck while his hands slipped up her shirt.

"I want you Geneva." He told her. He caressed her body and held her in ways that Robert never did. He pulled up her shirt and bra and began kissing and touching her chest. "I want you." He repeated again. He rubbed his hands all over her body, slowly tried unzipping her jeans, but Geneva pushed him away.

"I can't." She got up and fixed her clothes. She then grabbed her jacket and began walking to the door.

Anthony grabbed her arm.

"Geneva I want you. I like you a lot." He pulled her in for an innocent kiss, but then it got all too serious again.

"I can't." She pulled away and turned the doorknob, but before she left she put her finger on his lips, and whispered "Call me."

Two days later Geneva was lonely again. She wanted to feel loved, held, and needed. She called

Anthony but nobody picked up. She decided to hang out with Kaylia, but when she went to look for her, all she found was a note saying she was out to the market to flirt with the bag boy. She wondered why she didn't just text her like she always did but she shrugged it off. She made her mind up to go over Anthony's.

When she arrived there, she remembered that Anthony told her that his key was under a plant, just in case she wanted to come over. She lifted up the plant, took the key, and unlocked the door. She couldn't wait to go in and be showered with kisses from Anthony. She wanted to just throw her arms around him and let him have his way. Whatever happens, happen she thought smiling as she walked to his room.

As Geneva reached his room, she heard all kind of sounds. Breathing, heaving, grunts, moaning, and groaning. Then she heard springs bouncing up and down more and more frequent. Oh yeah Anthony

sometimes let his older brother use his room. Maybe his brother in there with some girl. I mean Anthony likes me too much to do that, right? she thought as she opened the room to his door.

Geneva thoughts became false. There she saw Anthony shirtless, pushing into a half naked Kaylia. They didn't see that Geneva was in the room. Anthony kept going faster and Kaylia moaned. Kaylia knew all about Anthony and Geneva's situation, but she didn't care. All she cared about was Anthony being on top of her, him calling her that morning, then the kisses he gave her.

Geneva just stood there still not believing what she was seeing, So she decided that she wasn't going to watch it anymore.

"What the fuck is going on?" She yelled as she slammed the door behind her.

"Shit!" Anthony cursed as he rushed to dress himself.

"It's not what you think." Kaylia said putting on her clothes.

"Oh really? Cuz what I think is that he couldn't keep his dick in his pants and that you couldn't keep your legs closed. That's what I think." She watched them scurry around, panicking to put on their clothes.

"You," Geneva said pointing at Anthony, "you knew I had feelings for you and here you are fucking my friend. The fuck is wrong with you? Do you like chasing pussy or something? And Kaylia if you like Anthony, I would have gladly stepped off."

"I do like him and he like me too." Kaylia said trying to wrap her arms around him but he pushed her away.

"I don't like you." He told Kaylia then ran to Geneva to comfort her.

"Get the fuck away from me. Don't talk to me and delete my number. You call your uncle and tell him you going to be staying at his house cause you damn well ain't staying at my house so just get...." She wanted to finish the rest but she just stormed out the house.

"Geneva please." Anthony pleaded her.

"Leave me the fuck alone nigga." She yelled from outside.

Anthony didn't even bother to run after her. He was pissed. I just fucked up he kept thinking as he went back to his room and turned around and saw Kaylia preparing herself to leave. Anthony had to choose between being pissed and horny. He chose horny because he knew he could be pissed off later. He grabbed Kaylia's hand.

"Nigga let me go. You just said that you didn't like me." She said snatching her hand away.

" I was only saying that because Geneva was here. You know it's all about you." Anthony lied. Kaylia who has played enough guys should have been able to see that she herself was being played. She was completely blind and instead of leaving, she started to undress and pushed him back to bed.

Meanwhile, Geneva was on her way home. She was wiping the tears away from her eyes. When she

reached home, she packed all of Kaylia's things and set them at the door. She then called Kaylia's uncle to come and pick up her things. As soon as the uncle left, Geneva cried her eyes out. She blamed herself for not knowing that this was one major consequences of being Kaylia's friend.

What a bitch! She a straight up ho. She fucks teachers, gives head to half the school, and fucks Anthony.

This was gonna fucking happen one day. She knew how I felt about him. I told her all the damn time.

Plus to find out that the nigga went and fucked her like it was nothing. Fuck the both the of them. That ho was right about one thing. Fuck everybody cuz ain't nobody doing anything for me except me. From now on it's all about Geneva. If Geneva wants it, Geneva is gonna get it. And Geneva will never ever wear ugly clothes so Geneva will be dressed in the best there is. And that's what it is all about.

"That is wrong. How do you fuck a teacher? Plus she fucked Anthony? I just thought you and Anthony just stopped talking. Or maybe he stopped feeling you." Erica said

"Hold up, nobody ever stops feeling Geneva."

"I know tell that to Robert."

Geneva groaned. That was the last name she wanted to hear. .

"Did you have to mention his name? You know I hate him."

"Yeah whatever. I'll see you tomorrow at school?" Erica asked.

"Yeah maybe."

"Maybe?"

"Yes." Geneva hesitated.

"Bye."

**Geneva vs. Tyrone**

Tuesday finally came and Geneva dressed her best. She wore red knowing that it was Douglas' favorite color. She wore black pants, a red v-neck shirt, and her red and black sneakers. As she walked to school, she saw a familiar face. She must have seen this person before because the thought of his face bothered her. As she got closer to him, she knew who it was. It was one of her "boyfriends". She hasn't talked to him for like two months. She walked faster hoping that he didn't notice her, but to mess things up, Douglas came walking down the block. He planned to pick up her and surprise her, but the surprise may be on him.

Geneva saw Douglas walking down the block. She wanted to yell out, but her "boyfriend" across the street might recognize her. Damn! What am I gonna do? Ok. Dougie is getting closer, so all I have to do is hug him and walk him quickly to the end of the block, and Tyrone hasn't turned around yet. I'm a genius! Geneva thought as she quickly power walked to Douglas.

"How you doing babe?" Douglas asked as Geneva hugged him.

"I'm fine." Geneva said pulling him to the corner of the block, so Tyrone wouldn't see them.

"What's the rush?" Douglas asked as Geneva let go of his hand.

"Nothing." Geneva was looking around the corner to see if Tyrone had seen her.Tyrone didn't see her and Douglas walked around the corner, but he did recognize Geneva as she looked around the corner to check on him. When she saw him get up from the car he was leaning on, she panicked and moved to Douglas.

"What are you doing here?" Geneva said while she started walking quickly, to hint to Douglas to speed up.

"I can't come and surprise you ma? I thought I was suppose to see you today anyways." He answered with a hint of suspicion in his voice.

"O.K." She looked over her shoulder slightly, she saw Tyrone slowly walk up to them.

"Something wrong?" He asked as he saw her constantly look over her shoulder.

Aww sugar honey ice tea. I got to think of something quick. Oh yeah didn't I tell him that I quit that stuff?

So what if.... she thought as she smiled.

"Dougie, you remember when I told you that I quit that -basically being a ho."

"Yeah." He replied extending the word.

"Well-"

"Don't tell me that you lied. I knew it. I knew that you-"

"No, I called every man that I did that shit with and said it was dead. Well most of them I could keep in touch with. You wanna know why I keep looking over my shoulder? One of the people I couldn't keep in touch with is right behind us."

They both turned around and saw Tyrone walking behind them. He gave Geneva a smile and gave

Douglas 'Don't I know you?' look. All of a sudden Douglas stopped in the middle of the path and pulled Geneva to a stop, and in a few seconds Tyrone caught up.

"What's good?" Tyrone said licking his lips and tried to move in for a hug. Geneva pulled away. "Oh, I see you ain't moving to be coming with me, unless you see the green." And at that time Tyrone pulled out a wallet full of bills. Geneva looked at the wallet and turned away. Usually any guy could pull out a wallet and she was theirs, but she didn't like the way she was being treated by him.

"Get the fuck away from me!" Geneva yelled then she walked away. Tyrone grabbed her arm and pulled her in.

"Ho, you coming with me." Tyrone said and with each word his grip grew stronger. Douglas pushed

Tyrone, making Tyrone stumble almost falling.

"What the fuck do you got to do with this?" Tyrone asked. "Don't I know-"

"She said get the fuck away from her."

"Oh I see. Is that your girl? Let me tell you something about your girl. She fucked me, my boys, and I think half of Brooklyn. No wonder you after her, she easy pussy."

Douglas raised his hands to punch Tyrone. "BAM" the punch came to dead to his face, but it wasn't from Douglas. While Tyrone stumbled to the floor, Geneva's fist was still in the air. She was sick of being put down. Talked about like she was just a piece of trash like how every guy that she see on the street she would stop and just have sex with him right there. She didn't want that kind of status anymore. She didn't want her name to come in a conversation with a room full of guys and all of them saying "I hit that."

Maybe she will stop having sex with guys for their money.

"Geneva!" Douglas said as he looked at Tyrone walk away holding the side of his face. "Damn he fell to the floor." He laughed while he played the whole scene in his head.

"Well I was sick of him talking to me like that."She then realized that she was bringing a tense situation that was not needed. "And besides your slow ass was taking too long." She added to change the subject.

"I had my hand up-"

"But you didn't do anything. You wanna know why? It's because you so slow." She interrupted him.

"I ain't slow. And I was gonna hit him. He shouldn't be talking about you like that."

"Yeah I appreciate you defending me."

"Its ok."

"C'mon we gotta get to school."

**Friends With Benefits**

When they finally reached school they met Erica in front of school talking to Danté. Danté? What is he doing in front of the school? He never did that for me. Maybe he really like Erica. Geneva thought as she walked closer to her two friends. She was amazed to see Danté so close to a girl. The times she saw Danté he was with a girl for only one thing:sex, plain and simple.

"What the hell are you doing here?" Geneva asked pointing to Danté.

"I came here to see my girl." Danté licked his lips and looked at Erica. Erica turned back and smiled. She pulled him in and gave him a simple kiss on the lips. Nothing too fancy, and nothing compared to what Geneva gave Douglas at the party.

"Hey!!" Geneva pulled them apart.

"It's not that serious." Danté said. "So, babe now that she's here you wanna ask her?" Danté added.

"Ask me what?" Geneva asked looking around. One thing she hated was suspense. She hated it ever since the day her mother died.

"Danté invited me to go to his apartment. And I know I'm the one that told you to go to school today, but he invited me to his apartment." Erica emphasized at the end of the sentence. She better not give him pussy! Geneva thought. Strangely, like Erica read her mind, she looked back stunned.

"Hell no." Erica said, then started to walk away. She turned around and gave her a wink. Geneva watch them walk away then she realized that Erica asked for her permission to leave but didn't wait for the response. Before she could yell at Erica, Douglas tapped on her shoulder.

"Let her go." Douglas said.

"Yeah. Her ass cut class without me! I mean now I have to go to all my classes." Geneva complained as she walked into the school.

When they passed the entrance room, Douglas came up with an idea.

"Yo, Geneva I know this spot. No security guards check this place. It's the janitor hallway, in the basement." Douglas said walking ahead to lead the way. Geneva knew exactly where the place was. It was the place that she smoked weed for the first time. The place where she first decided to cut a class, and leave school. The place she got influenced to be the person that she is now. It was the place where she sat and chatted with her former good friend Kaylia, but who she now refers to as "Who? or "That bitch."

As they reached the room she saw it was a little different. The gym mattress were now more spread out, as a matter of fact the mattresses made into a huge mattress. She walked off into one of the corner and saw an item. She saw a condom wrapper. This nigga only brought me here for one thing. He wants this pussy. Aww hell naw! If I said that I didn't want to be a ho, what makes you think that I have sex with you? Oh well, I'll give him what he wants. Besides he looks good today; a little too good. Geneva thought as she sat down on the mattress. A voice whispered What about Robert? but she quickly

dismissed it and proceeded.

"Nigga what you doing standing by the doorway?" She asked and he slowly sat down next to her.

"You talk to Robert lately?" The question took Geneva by surprise. She turned to Douglas. She opened her mouth and meant to say something but she couldn't.

"The last thing I need is that dumb nigga on my mind. I need a man I never went out with. I need a man that I don't know." She finally spoke.

"Damn." He muttered quietly.

"What is it?" She asked like she didn't expect that response.

"I know you, and I wanna get you. What you trying to say ma? You trying to say that you not feelin me?"

He asked looking into her eyes expecting a honest answer.

"You want me to be honest?" She replied looking into his eyes without blinking.

"Say what's on your mind."

"Honestly, I am feeling you. I've been feelin you for a while and I know what I'm about to say is gonna be on the corny tip. I don't wanna go with you and hurt you. I ain't even gonna lie I've done a lot of shitty things. I don't wanna do that shit to you. You don't deserve that." She didn't really like Douglas like that but the more she thought about it, the more she didn't want revenge on him. After all, they were best friends in high school at a point. Even though Douglas told Robert her secret, it wasn't one that should have been kept regardless. Deep down in her heart she knew that one day Robert would find out. Now that she thought about revenge against Douglas, she wasn't feeling as bitter as before. She was at a crossroads and didn't know which route to take.

"Well you don't have to worry about that." He said and reached out his arms and pulled her face closer to his. He pecked lightly, but she kissed him back.

She brought her arms and wrapped her hands around his neck. He pushed her gently on the mattress, never separating her lips from his. He moved his hand slowly to unbutton her pants. He then pulled up her shirt. He pulled his lips away from hers and just stared at her chest. He had many fantasies about how they were suppose to look like and finally it came true. He just looked at it with the only word coming out his mouth was. "Damn".

It was like a dream come true for Douglas. He finally gets to be with Geneva intimately. He wanted to be with her so bad ever since he started to have feelings for her. He just continued to go on and Geneva went with the flow.

They went on and off for about an hour hearing the bell sound for students to change to their other classes.

They were both surprised that no students or faculty came by. At times they heard footsteps which caused them to stop for a while, but as soon as the footsteps were away they went back at it.

**Caught**

Another hour passed by, they stopped having sex, but they were making out. They were both dressed in case they were caught by anyone. Footsteps came close to the room, but neither of them were paying attention. The same footsteps came closer to the room and the same time Douglas was kissing Geneva on the neck.

"Hey!!" The person yelled whose footsteps had led him to the door. Geneva looked over at the doorway and saw a school safety officer, but it wasn't just any school safety officer, it was Calvin.

"What are you two doing here?" Calvin asked as Geneva picked up the used condoms.

"I said what are you doing here?" He repeated again.

Before Geneva could even think about answering, Douglas did.

"Be easy C." Douglas greeted him

"Oh damn, I didn't even see you." Calvin patted him on the back. She watched the both of them having a conversation. Oh my GOD! How the - Wait...They know each other? How- Why? To make this

worse...two guys that had sex with me is in the same room She thought as she stood up.

When Calvin saw that it was Geneva, his face expression changed. Janet's daughter? What was her name?

Oh yeah it was Geneva. Best pussy I ever had.

"This is Geneva." Douglas introduced them interrupting Calvin thoughts. "She's my girl." He added.

"Well you got taste."

"Yeah." Douglas pulled Geneva closer to him putting her between Calvin and him. All Geneva could do was hate Calvin with each blink that he did.

"Well ya need to go to class. They doing sweeps soon and the bell is going to ring." He warned then he smiled. "But ya two gonna have to separate because not everybody cool as me."

"Thanks. Can I see you later?" Douglas asked Geneva pulling her stares away Calvin.

"Yeah...I'll have to call you. See you later." She replied kissed his cheek and walked away.

"Geneva!" Someone yelled at her. Sure enough she turned around and saw Calvin walking behind her.

"The fuck do you want?" She asked.

"Hey watch your language." He warned her.

"What you mean watch my language? I can say whatever the fuck I want, when I want. And why the

hell you following me anyway?"

"Wanted to make sure you got to your class without being picked up. Just wanted to make sure."

"You just wanted to see me again huh?" She replied looking through his facade.

"No...I just..." He put his head down. " Still wanna apologize."

"Don't bring that "I'm sorry" shit to me man. I ain't down for that. If you was really a real man you would have said sorry a long time ago. We should have called the police on you."

"Look you can't blame a man for his past mistakes you can only forgive him."

"Nigga I'm not as forgiving as GOD, okay? I can- Why am I even talking to you?' She walked away but Calvin grabbed her. "Nigga let me go." She screamed, but Calvin pushed her into a room.

The push was so intense that Geneva stumbled on the floor.

"Get away from me." She screamed crawling all the way to the wall, instead she found herself in a corner.

"Get away from me!!!" She screamed again. Calvin smiled.

"Nobody can hear you." He teased as he took off his jacket.

"I'm warning you, get the fuck away from me." She said calmly.

"Or you'll do what?" He pushed up on Geneva and laid across her. "Don't fight it baby. Just let it happen." He whispered and kissed her lips.

He began to kiss all over her. Geneva laid still. She was reliving the night once again. She was back in her bedroom, her mother in the other room, and Calvin once again on top of her. No. No. NO! A voice screamed in her head. She pushed Calvin off before he got the chance to unbutton her jeans. She quickly stood up.

"Don't fight it."

"I'm only gonna be fighting you." She punched him in the face, and walked out the room.

**Janet and Calvin**

Today is not my day. First Tyrone, then Erica leaves, then Douglas and Calvin, and Calvin---OH.

Douglas and Calvin. This is beyond messed up. They probably best friends and everything. They

probably talk about how many girls they get. And now let Geneva slip into their conversation, both of them can remember having sex with me.

How do they give a rapist a job? Damn that night he raped me I should have let Mama called the police like she wanted to, but I was ashamed. His ass would have been in a jail cell instead of here looking to protect and serve students. Why this school? Out of all the schools in New York, no out of all the schools in Brooklyn. How did this happen? When did it all start? Geneva thought as her teacher's voice began to fade away.

It was Janet's day to go out with Calvin. She already applied a light coat of makeup on her cheeks. She looked just like her daughter, but just a bit older. She taught her daughter tricks of the trade. She taught her how to be comfortable around boys, taught her how to play hard to get, and taught her to wait for the right boy.

"I know it's better to wait for the right person. If you go ahead and rush it, you're gonna regret it for the rest of your life. So when you do find the right person, please come and tell me. I can't promise you that I won't try to convince you otherwise, but I'll try to be calm. I won't be mad but understand that I'll be a little disappointed." She told Geneva at the age of eleven.

Finally Janet was ready to go. She wore her light brown shirt, black pants, and her black boots. She was looking beautiful as always. She spun around in the mirror thinking about Calvin's reaction to her that night. She has been going out with some guys recently but she felt that Calvin was the only one she could trust. After all they have been going out for ten months. Calvin even met her family. They all loved him except for Geneva.

Janet took one last look at the mirror. She was officially ready. She threw on her leather jacket.

"I'm going out with Calvin." She yelled up the stairs.

"O.K." Geneva replied sadly. When is she going to accept him? She asked herself as she slammed the door on her way out.

The restaurant that Janet was in was beautiful. Violinists played only the greatest classical music. She sat there smiling because she was waiting for Calvin. Nothing made her angry at the moment, not even the fact that Calvin was fifteen minutes late.

"Wow Janet, you look great." Calvin said coming from behind her. He reached his hands out to hug her and as she stood up she glanced at a clock behind him and noticed he was late.

"You are fifteen minutes late." She said pushing him away.

"I'm sorry. Traffic: One of the curses people deal with when they got a date." He explained and signaled a waiter. "Lead us to a table please."

They sat a table admiring the beautiful atmosphere and picking out their meal from the menu.

"I'll have two lobsters, a pie, some rice, cake, and well since I don't wanna gain weight, so give me a cup of water. What do you want Janet?"

"Ummm I think I should share your food?"

"I'm glad you say that. Get us what I ordered and bring a bottle of your finest champagne, and don't even think about Cristal."

"Mmm!"

"What's wrong with you?"

"You either got a promotion or you feeling to fatten me up."

"I did get a promotion. Finally Calvin is moving on up in the company. Now I got more money to buy you things. I'm thinking of getting a second job with my security license just so I can get even more money. I just want to treat you like the queen you are." He explained then leaned over the table to kiss her.

The food arrived and Janet and Calvin were laughing reminiscing on embarrassment moments in their lives.

"Geneva got so nervous that she ran to hug me, but she slightly fell so she pulled my pants down in front of the whole school assembly."

"Your daughter is something else. She is very beautiful like she mother." He said handing back a picture of Geneva back to Janet.

"Yeah. I had her so young. You know I thought that her father was the love of my life. He used to do so many good things but as soon as I got pregnant he left and never turned back. Just goes to show you everybody isn't what they seem."

"Well I ain't leaving."

"I know that."

"Janet I got something to confess." He began to say with such a serious face.

"What's wrong?"

"I need to ask you a favor. My place is getting fumigated and I have nowhere else to go. May I please stay at your house?" He lied holding her hands and looking into her eyes. She couldn't read the deception in his eyes, all she saw was charm. She looked across the table and saw the sweet and innocent guy who had just brought her dinner. Maybe she would just end up in bed with him again.

"Janet?" Calvin asked as he sat across Janet at the restaurant. She came back to the present. The question still hung in the air. Would she let him stay over at her house? She looked into his eyes and saw honesty.

She saw a man she could trust. She saw herself in a white dress, the aisle, the priest, and Calvin in a suit.

She saw a future with him. Even though Geneva doesn't like him now, she will later, as her father.

"Janet?" He repeated.

"Huh?"

"You seem a little distracted. I guess I should have never asked you that question." He removed his hands from hers, sipped his water closely and watched her reaction. He knew that she was going to say yes, and all he was waiting for was for her to say yes. So when she did say yes, one of his dirtiest fantasies came true. In a matter of minutes I am going to be on top of Geneva, and if she was willing she can be on top of me. It's only a matter of time.

"No it's okay to ask the question."

"Oh when you didn't answer it was clear to see that you already made your choice." He lifted up the glass again and took another sip. He was manipulating her using very subtle reverse psychology.

"You're so sure that I made my choice." She said crossing her arms.

"Yeah."

"For your information I was going to let you stay at my house."

He wanted to smile but he couldn't. He just had to keep all of his excitement inside.

"Thank you." He got up and kissed her on the cheek. She smiled thinking of how sweet he was. He started to smile thinking about what he was about to do to Geneva. He didn't even care about Janet at that moment. I'll deal with her later he thought looking over at Janet. He was trying everything in his power to get to Geneva uninterrupted. The waiter came with the check and Calvin quickly paid him and began to slightly rush Janet out the restaurant.

While leaving the place the smile on Calvin's face grew wide. He was thinking of Geneva again and he couldn't stop smiling. Janet looked at the smile and figured that he thought that once they got to the house that they were going to have sex with each other.

"Calvin you do know I'm not going to have sex with you."

"What?" He replied angrily because he was being pulled out his dirty fantasy.

"Sorry but my daughter is home-"

"Janet I know that. The last thing I'm thinking about is having sex with you." He said calmly. "I know your daughter is home."

"Oh just glad you understand." She smiled once again thinking things like how he was such a

compassionate man. If only she knew that he was planning to have sex with her daughter and not her.

Geneva sat in class thinking about how messed up everything was. She was devastated that her life has reached this. She was so into her head that she didn't even hear her English teacher talking to her.

"Geneva?"

"Huh?"

" 'Huh?' Are you saying that was the reaction from the people after reading Hamlet? Well then you're absolutely right. Most people at that time didn't understand why everybody had to die. That was a very good observation Geneva." The teacher said and the bell rang in two seconds. "Geneva may I see you?'

The teacher asked as she walked back to her desk.

"Yes Miss Albert."

"You have been daydreaming in class-"

"Miss-"

"Geneva you a very smart student, I'd hate to fail you just because you are dozing off in my class. Don't let this happen again."

"Yes Miss."

"You may go."

Geneva walked out the classroom and saw at the other side of the classroom, Calvin stood there. The hell does he want? She thought as she walked to him.

"You is just one stupid nigga. You know what? I'm calling the fucking police." She said speed walking away from the scene, but Calvin once again grabbed her arm.

"Come here." He brought her into another room.

"So you gonna try that rape shit again. Nigga didn't you get the message I will squash you. I will stomp on your nuts" She promised.

"I deserved that. I've just come to you so that I can apologize."

"Please don't tell me that you pulling that decent act shit on me again."

"No this is with all honesty." He tried to stare into her eyes, but his eyes slipped and looked at her body.

"Please you raped me and then you try to do it again, after just a few days ago you was claiming you was sorry like you were saved or something. You-"

"Would you just listen to me, I just wanted to ask if you seen Dougie yet?"

"What are you afraid that I'm going to tell him?"

"Listen-"

"Nigga listen to what? How you came into my room and fucked me? How you made my mom look like a

fool?" She said raising her voice.

"Calm down." He said attempting to lower her voice.

"I ain't calming down for shit. Nigga you raped me."

"That's not fair."

"It's more than fair. The only thing that's not fair is that you're living, while my Mom is dead."

"Janet is dead?" Calvin asked.

"Yeah, she dead. What, don't catch up with all the families you ruin?" She asked crossing her arms.

"I'm so sorry."

"You ain't nothing." Geneva said as she left the quiet room.

She turned up into a staircase and pulled out her cell phone. It's about that time I tell Erica all about Calvin. I know I may be interrupting something between her and Danté but it's important.

"Hello?" Erica answered her cell phone.

"What up Erica? I'm not interrupting anything am I?"

"Girl it ain't even like that. First of all when we got to his place his roommate Sean had a girl over.

Danté said the last thing he ever wanted to be was a cock-blocker. So we left and I decided that I should have came back to school. I'm in the program office."

"I'm coming over."

On her way to the program office her cell phone rang.

"Geneva I know that you about to leave soon, can I come pick you up?" Mike asked as soon as she picked up.

"I really can't I have to meet a friend."

" I know that you want me like you did a few days ago."

"Hmm yeah I do baby but you know that I'm busy."

" I really miss you. I just wanna be with you again." He explained.

"And I miss you too, but-"

"I understand."

"I'll call you later, ok?"

"Yeah whatever." He ended the call quickly.

**How They First Met**

Mike had feelings for Geneva ever since the first time he met her. A couple of months after smoking marijuana with Kaylia, Geneva has found herself hooked on it. Kaylia told her that Danté was a drug dealer and Geneva always went to his house if she wanted a few bags.

"Who is it?" Danté said on the other side of the door.

"Geneva nigga." She yelled. Danté opened the door. This was one of the rare days that Danté's house was spotless, it was clean on most days but that day it was spotless, which meant that he had company over.

"Oh my friend is over." He said and began to close the door.

"So?" She pushed the door open. She walked in the house. When she got inside and saw a fairly built guy sitting on the sofa.

"This is Mike." Danté pointed to him while sitting down.

"What up?" Mike said while looking Geneva up and down. It was obvious that he was feeling her. He was already having fantasies about her and him in the bed together.

"What up with you?" She found him attractive, but she didn't want Danté to be jealous.

"Geneva, why you over here for?" Danté asked breaking up their little love scene.

"You got any trees for me?" Geneva took her eyes off of Mike.

"Yeah, let me get it for you." He walked away to his bedroom. He left Geneva alone with Mike.

"So, what do you do Mike?" Geneva asked to avoid a silence.

"I own a few stores downtown." Mike answered leaning back into the couch.

"Oh okay, cool. Why are you here?"

"Same reason you here. I'm running low on some trees. I need to get my high on."

"Yeah."

"I would have never thought that you toke weed." Mike added.

"What you trying to say?" She answered a little offended.

"Don't get all angry, I'm saying your lip ain't black or anything."

"So you like my lips?" She licked her lips.

"That's not the only thing I like."

"Come over here and I'll show you how they work." She said surprised at herself.

She has always been somewhat reserved when it came to the other sex. She decided that she was sick of it and she had better start taking charge of her life. Mike slid over and moved to where Geneva was. He looked deeply in her eyes, then he moved in. Their lips met. Mike wrapped his tongue around Geneva's, and when he pulled apart away from her he bit her lip. Geneva looked back up at Mike.

"I like the way you work your lips." He whispered. Geneva went back in. This time she took control.

And when she moved apart, she bit his lip softly.

"Am I interrupting something?" Danté asked as he came with a fistful of nickel and dime bags of weed.

Aww damn what is he gonna do? Geneva thought. But Danté didn't even care. He was kind of mad

because Geneva would always tell him about that she had a man, yet here she was making out with

someone she hardly knew. He just brushed it off and remembered that because of the player he was, he had many girls on the side. He never let something like this get to him. He was way too laid back for that.

"So my brother, are you gonna pay for this or not?" Danté placed the packs of marijuana across the table.

Mike dug into his pocket and pulled out a fat wallet. A few fifties fell out as he opened the wallet.

"Damn!" Geneva commented.

"What's wrong with you?" Mike asked as he paid Danté

"No nigga what's wrong with you? You sure have a lot of money."

"I won't even lie to you ma, I sell a little." He grinned toward her direction.

After buying the marijuana, Mike started to walk Geneva home.

"So Mike, where do you live?" She asked stopping in the middle of the path. Mike looked back at her thinking of how much he wanted her. "I live right down the block." He started walking towards his house.

Mike opened the door to his two story home. He brought her upstairs, and as soon as she saw the living room she knew he was living large. He had all the electronics of the world evenly distributed throughout the room. He had big screen TVs, all the game system, and even a music studio in the corner. Then she saw a room full of tanks.

"So what you think?" He asked as he saw her looked around the whole place.

"Damn I didn't know you had a whole aquarium up in here." She commented looking around.

"What can I say," he began to say and walked over to her "I like fish." He smiled at her.

"Nothing fishy about me boo." She winked and he laughed.

She was really feeling the house. A voice repeated over and over in her head. It was Kaylia's "If a nigga got money, then this nigga got you." She walked slowly away from him so he could watch her. She walked all the way by these two huge windows She turned slowly and swung her hair behind her ear.

She reached her hand out and used her finger to call Mike to her. He walked to her and she planted a kiss on his right cheek, then one on the left cheek, and one of the lips. She slipped in a little tongue. Then she allowed Mike to take over, because she remembered Kaylia saying that men loved taking control but little do they know that the females are the ones truly in control.

Mike started kissing her and pressed her body against his. He looked into her eyes and thought I'm really feeling this girl. I think she feeling me too. She led him to his bedroom. Mike couldn't stop smiling as he opened the door. The bedroom had a king-size bed, a loveseat, another big screen TV, and a stereo system.

Geneva sat down on the edge of his bed. She grabbed him down and began to take off his clothes. She then started to kiss him all over and at the same time he began to take off her clothes. He pulled down her pants and took off her underwear. He opened her legs and began to eat her out. He licked her giving her beyond satisfaction. She moaned loudly, letting Mike know that she was enjoying it. After some time he got up.

"You liked that huh?" He whispered as he laid down to bed.

"Got a condom?" He nodded and ran to his pants. He pulled out a condom and put it on.

Geneva was still hesitant as he came over but all of the things Kaylia told refused her to protest. All of Kaylia's teachings were so dormant but with the new craving she had, she just let it flow. Mike opened her legs and went through. Damn, Robert wasn't even this good. She thought and quickly shunned

herself. He kept going and finally finished many minutes later.

He laid next to her and stroked her face. He held her close and didn't want to let go. Geneva felt so loved in his arms. She hated that the thought of Robert was only in a bad way. She hardly was even thinking of Robert. She was only with Mike and that's all she cared about. Halfway into the encounter she forgot completely that she scheduled to meet Erica that day.

**Even the Best of Friends**

The next day Erica made sure that Geneva knew just how angry she was. At school, she pulled Geneva to the side.

"Girl, where were you yesterday?" She asked her friend.

"I was out." Geneva replied back with an attitude.

"Well you have me looking so stupid waiting for you outside the skating rink. You knew how cold it was?

I nearly froze to death.

"Listen I don't got time for this." Geneva said and walked away.

"What is wrong with you?"

"Nothing." Geneva yelled.

Geneva was disgusted with herself. She met a guy in the same day and had sex with him, and worse of all she enjoyed herself. If she hated it she could simply brush it off, but she liked it. It was the first time she cheated on Robert. Right at that moment, she hated herself.

The next day Geneva calmed down, she didn't fully forgive herself, but she decided to live with it. She also hated how she ended things with Erica. She looked for her and when she found her, Erica passed her by without even giving a second glance.

"Erica!" She yelled down the hallway, but Erica kept walking. Geneva began to walk after her and then ran up behind her. Geneva waited until Erica finished having a conversation with a fellow classmate.

"Erica didn't you hear me call you?" Geneva asked, but she didn't get any response. "Erica." She yelled again as Erica began to walk away. Once again Geneva ran after her.

"What's wrong?" She asked her best friend.

"If you don't know what's wrong with me then I have no reason to be here."

"I'm sorry I didn't mean to get at you like that yesterday. It's just that a lot of stuff happened yesterday."

"What did you do?" Erica asked being the nosey person she was.

"Yesterday I went to a friends house. I met him through Kaylia, you remember Kaylia right?"

"Yeah." Erica rolled her eyes. Ho She thought and smiled.

"Anyways I went to his house for something."

"What you went for?"

"Weed." Geneva whispered.

"Are you crazy! Didn't you see the commercials on TV?"

"I know, but I went anyway. When I went there, he had a friend over. His friend is named Mike and Mike is real nice. One thing led to another and I kinda...."

"You kind of what?"

" I kind of had sex with him."

"WHAT? You don't know what type of diseases he got. Or what if he know Robert? What if him and Robert go way back?"

"He don't know Robert. But yesterday I kinda felt dirty. That is what caused the huge attitude. I wasn't mad at you."

"Look I got to get to the office and see if they got any available positions, but call me and tell me everything."

"Yes Mommy." Geneva teased

"And I mean everything."

"YES MOMMY!!" Geneva yelled. That's my girl.

**Passing Out**

Geneva has been having it real bad lately.. To list it all: Robert broke up with her, Mike began to get on her nerves, a new girl name Alicia gave her problems, she had sex with Douglas, and recently she found out that Douglas and Calvin are friends.

She began walking to the office and remembered where her life started to spiral down into hell. She wished that there was some sort of time machine. First she would save her mother's life, then she would not hook up with Kaylia or anybody. She knew it was far fetched but it was nice to dream.

Geneva waited outside the office that Erica worked in. She watched Erica sort files in and out of cabinets.

"I'll be out in one minute." Erica yelled from the inside. Geneva nodded. She closed her eyes for one second and the whole scene just played over in her head. Her and Douglas together and out of nowhere Calvin. Then she saw Calvin kissing her and being on top of her. She immediately opened her eyes. I got to report his ass to the police.

"Come on in, it might take a little more longer than I think." Erica advised.

She walked in the office behind Erica.

"So what was it you had to tell me Geneva?" Erica asked. All of a sudden Geneva couldn't breathe. She tried to, but the air just wouldn't go through. "Geneva?" Erica questioned as she saw Geneva grabbing her chest. Geneva began to hyperventilate.

"Geneva!!!" Erica yelled as Geneva fell to the ground.

**Preview of Part 2**

**The Hospital**

The machines beeped in the hospital room. Geneva slowly opened her eyes and remembered what just happened. She remembered walking into the program office. She remembered not breathing so well, but after that she couldn't remember. She tried to piece it together, but kept coming up blank.

She looked around the room and saw a fuzzy familiar face. When her eyes finally focused she saw it was her grandmother.

"Geneva!" Her grandmother said as soon as she saw her eyes open.

"Grandma?"

"Geneva!" Her grandmother leaped out her seat and hugged Geneva. She began to rock her back and

forth thanking GOD because her prayers had been answered. All she wanted ever since she found out Geneva passed out at school, was for her to wake up. She already lost her daughter, she didn't want to lose her granddaughter also. Geneva had been knocked out for hours and it really worried her. She rocked her back and forth but was very gentle.

"How you feeling baby?" Her grandmother asked as she rested Geneva's head back on the hospital pillow.

"I'm good." Geneva replied and her head felt slightly heavy to her. She touched her head and felt that it was bandaged up. "Ow." She whined as she pressed the bandage in.

"Baby don't touch your injury." Her grandmother reached out her for her. "Head injury."

Geneva touched the whole head. "Oh my GOD." She whispered.

"It's okay." Her grandmother said.

Hours later Erica came.

"I'll be in the cafeteria." The grandmother left the room.

"How you doing girl?" Erica asked while looking at the IV's running through her arms, the bandages, and seeing Geneva laid back on the bed.

"I'm alright. What happened?" Geneva asked.

"Well you came into the program office because you said you had something to tell me. Then before you could even tell me what it was; you just couldn't breathe. Then you fell on the floor." Erica recalled holding back tears.

"Oh shit." Geneva muttered.

"I didn't know what to do. What if you had died? What would I do without you anyway?" Erica began to cry. She truly loved Geneva as a sister. They were always there for each other. "So what did you come in the room for to tell me?" She said wiping off her tears; she didn't want to upset Geneva as it was.

"Check if you see if my grandmother coming." Geneva whispered.

Erica quickly got up and opened the door. The hallways were empty on both sides.

"Tell me everything." She said with a phony Jamaican accent.

"I had sex with Dougie." Geneva confessed.

"Oh my GOD." Erica muttered quietly.

"And he knows Calvin."

"Calvin? Who's Calvin?" Erica asked. She let out a sigh. "Geneva, please tell me that Calvin ain't one of your....lets just say 'boyfriends'?"

"No. Calvin is.....Calvin-" She kept saying over and over but didn't know how to sugarcoat it for Erica.

So she decided that she would bluntly tell her.

"Calvin is who?"

"Calvin used to go out with my moms." Geneva said slowly.

"Oh yeah ain't he the one you hated?" Erica commented and Geneva realized that telling her the story would be more difficult than she thought.

"Yeah," She said after a long pause "I had a good reason to. He raped me." She confessed with her eyes closed to stop incoming tears.

"What the fuck? When did this happen?"

"Calm down-"

"Fuck no, I ain't calming down."

"Erica it's done. Me and my moms fucked him up a while ago. It was in junior high school. After that nothing was ever the same anymore."

"What do you mean?" Erica asked, but Geneva looked upon her with sad eyes and decided not to press on.

"Well all that is in the past ain't no use in dwelling over it." Erica added and Geneva nodded. Geneva thought that Erica would be too angry to hear about Calvin not only working in the school, but his further attempts to rape Geneva. Erica would go find Calvin, tap him on the shoulder, and knock him out.

Later that night Geneva laid in the hospital bed resting. Her grandmother went home to update family and friends about the situation. The door in the hospital room opened. Geneva was still asleep when her visitor sat on her bed.

"Geneva." The visitor said stroking her face. When Geneva started opening her eyes, she noticed her eyesight was still a little fuzzy. She blamed it on the medication. She saw a fuzzy person sitting in front of her. When her eyes focused she saw it was Kaylia.

"Get the fuck out!" Geneva yelled sitting up on the bed.

"Calm down Geneva."

"I ain't fucking calming down."

"Please stop cursing." Kaylia said reaching out for her hand, but Geneva pulled away before she could touch it.

"Why should I stop cursing?" Geneva crossed her arms across her chest.

"Because I don't want my son to hear you." Kaylia answered back.

"Son?" Geneva replied.

Kaylia got off from the bed and opened the door. She came in with a little boy. To Geneva, the little boy had a familiar face. He was light skin brown with a medium shaped head, but he looked so familiar. Oh my GOD! He look like Anthony! Geneva thought. She just had to ask if it was Anthony's kid.

"Who's the father?" She watched the boy sit on the chair across the bed. Kaylia shrugged her shoulders.

She had slept with so many people that she lost track. In fact she didn't even know she was pregnant until her stomach starting showing.

"Well you know who he looks like?" Geneva pointed to him.

"Who does Trevonté look like?" She looked at her son.

"He looks like Anthony." She replied gruffly.

Kaylia looked at Trevonté. She suddenly saw it. She remembered all those times of their on and off relationship. She started smiling thinking about Anthony again. She remembered all the wild things she used to do to him and with him, but she quickly wiped the smile off her face. She remembered that Anthony was the whole reason that her and Geneva didn't talk for so long.

"He does. You know I'm sorry Geneva for all that stuff. I never meant to do that with him. It just happened."

"What you mean it just happened? You sitting here trying to tell me that you just happen to fall with your legs open and he tripped and put his di-" Geneva started to say but caught a glance at Trevonté. "His thing in your thing." She whispered in a lower voice. Kaylia knew she was right. She was wrong to have had sex with Anthony. She didn't regret it, but she was sorry for it.

"I'm gonna have to go find him so I can be like 'Yo son this is your son'." Kaylia laughed but stopped when she noticed only her laughter filled the room.

"I'm tired." Geneva lied. She didn't want Kaylia in her room anymore. What she really wanted to do was hop out of bed and punch on Kaylia, but she held her anger because of Trevonté. She still hated her for everything. She couldn't even stand the sight of her.

"Can you forgive me before I go?" Kaylia asked picking up her child. She was using him for sympathy.

"Okay." Geneva could never hate a mother. I got to deal with her again.

Kaylia and Trevonté left and Geneva went under her bed remembering that her grandmother bought her MP3 player. She started to listen to R&B songs and her thoughts went to Robert. She tried to shake the image of him out of her head, but she couldn't help it. No matter how many times she was denying it, she was still in love with him. He was always there when she needed him the most. It felt weird that she had an emergency and he wasn't around.

Come on wipe these tears away. It's not worth crying over some boy. He doesn't even care about me anymore like that anyway. I got Dougie anyway. I even got Mike on the side, and I ain't really feeling Xavier anymore, but I could still call him. But I only love Robert, I want Robert. I need Robert here to wipe these tears away. Where is he?

Geneva kept thinking about Robert until there was a knock at the door. She hopped up thinking it was Robert, but it wasn't. It was Douglas.

"Hey." He said putting down one white carnation on the table. "I heard what happened? My niggas was like they saw you escorted out the school on a stretcher. You ok?"

"I'm fine." She replied then caught sight of the flower. " I hate those." She added pointing to the carnation.

"Word. What do you like then?"

"I like roses, a whole bunch of them."

"I'm gonna cop you a few roses. All you gotta do is get better because I need you by my side. You know I want you and you know how I feel about you." He told her and she could have swore that he was about to cry, but he wasn't.

"That's so sweet." She hugged him.

Douglas hugged her so tight. It was the kind of hug you gave somebody you loved. Geneva just took in all the love that he was giving her. He moved out the hug and kissed her. Geneva wasn't so surprised that he kissed her. What really shocked her was that she kissed him back. She actually closed her eyes and kissed him back. Had she kept her eyes open she would have saw Robert watching them by the door.

Robert stood there with a bouquet roses in one hand. He threw away the roses in the trash bin. Robert looked back at them. This time Douglas was pushing up on her slightly while still kissing her. He held back his anger and thought. Don't stress her He left the hospital, took one look back and shook his head.

**One Man's Trash**

While Robert left the hospital, Douglas and Geneva still remained together.

"Dougie?" She asked slightly trying to get him to stop kissing her neck.

"Yeah." He replied.

"You better leave. I don't know when my Grandmoms is gonna come back." She warned but she really didn't want him to leave. She was really enjoying his company. His kisses made her forget the pain.

"I got you." He kissed her on the forehead and started to leave. "Later." He left.

"Later." She sighed. She was over her revenge plot. She was just being happy with him. So she decided to drop her plans for revenge. If Robert moved on so could she, with Douglas.

Geneva ate the food the hospital supplied her, and she couldn't complain. She just got up and proceeded to throw out the food. She walked out to the trash bin to throw out the garbage. Before she could throw away the food, she saw roses. She picked it up out the trash and threw away her garbage. She looked through the roses and saw card. She read that it was from Robert. She was shocked.

She sat on her bed and read the card,

Geneva,

I don't know what's going on with us, but whatever it is, it's stupid. I've loved you since forever and we can't let this bullshit pull us apart. Let's just stop playing these games; pretending that we are not still feeling each other. Well if he was here, how come he didn't just come inside? Oh yeah Dougie. Robert wrote this? She thought and passed her hand over his handwriting. She felt the imprint of the words.

Robert is still in love with her. It was time she went and told him that she felt the same.

The next day Geneva began gathering her things since she was allowed to leave. Yesterday she put Robert's roses in a vase while she left Douglas' flower on the table. She wore blue jeans and a gray shirt knowing those were two of Robert's favorite colors. She walked out the hospital with all her belongings and saw a black truck. It had rims, tinted windows, and fancy headlights. The driver's side opened and Xavier stepped out.

"Xavier?" She said in a surprised tone. Xavier smiled as he hugged her.

"Erica told me what happened." He said turning to the car opening the passenger door. "Maybe this is what you get." He added getting into the car himself.

"Nice car." She mumbled to herself. "Hold up what you mean this is what I get?"

"That's what you get for not calling me. So where you off to?"

As Xavier was driving he kept talking to Geneva, but she wasn't listening. She was too busy thinking about Robert.

"Ma you there?" Xavier asked stopping at a red light.

"Just thinking."

**Kaylia meets Xavier**

They finally pulled up to Geneva's house. Surprisingly Kaylia, was in front of her house knocking on the door; she was looking for Geneva. As the car pulled up, Geneva saw her and thought What the hell does she want?

"What you doing in front of my house?" She asked Kaylia making sure she put attitude in her voice.

"I'm looking for you. I called the hospital and they said you already came back home. I have to tell you something." Kaylia told her.

Just then Xavier came out the car and Kaylia's eyes went immediately from Geneva to Xavier. She was checking him out and wanted him right there on the street. The only thing that held her back was her feeling that Geneva might also be feeling Xavier, so she kept her stares short and put up a facade. She pretended as if she hated him.

"Who that?" She asked Geneva with an attitude.

"Xavier this is Kaylia." She introduced them

"What's good ma?" Xavier checked her out . He was really feeling the body.

"Nothing." She replied back with a fake attitude. Geneva believed her little act she really thought that Kaylia didn't like him. She would have tried to make peace but she wanted Kaylia out of her sight.

"What do you have to tell me?" Geneva asked.

"Yeah." Kaylia said grabbing Geneva about brought her to a place where Xavier couldn't hear them. "I saw your so called man Robert with some girl. They was walking hand in hand McDonalds. Well she

was more on him then he was on her. What's going on? I thought ya was still going out.?"

"Really?" Geneva said not really paying attention to the last question. She wanted to go there and break up their little tea party. She was thinking of bringing Xavier, but she lost the feelings she had for him.

She guessed the only reason she liked him was because he was saying the right things at the right time.

She really wanted to make Robert jealous and she knew she needed somebody that she could work with.

She decided calling Douglas up but remembered that her grandma took her cell phone home. So she

invited Xavier and Kaylia in the house for a little while.

Geneva dropped her stuff in her room and picked up the phone. She called Douglas but only got to his voicemail. "Damn" she muttered as she hung up the phone. What was she gonna work with? She knew that there was one other person she could really work with. She called Mike up and found that it was disconnected. She found that very weird because Mike always had his phone connected. That's when she decided that she had no other choice than visit him. She went downstairs to get rid of the guests, who were kissing each other by now downstairs, but stopped when they heard Geneva's footsteps coming

downstairs.

"Kaylia I'm gonna have to call you later. X, can you drop me off at a friend's house?"

"Sure." He answered.

"Do me a favor and drop me off too." Kaylia rudely requested. Geneva gave her a look. "Please." She added.

"I'm gonna drop off Geneva first then I'm going to drop you off." He opened the front door and the three of them walked to the car.

**Up To Her Old Ways**

Xavier finally dropped off Geneva in front of Mike's house. Geneva knocked on the door and nobody answered. She found that very peculiar. She was about to walk home but she saw the door was slightly open, so she just pushed through. She walked through and saw that nothing was stolen, so Mike wasn't robbed. She went through all the rooms and the last room was Mike's bedroom. She opened the door and felt her world shatter. She really liked Mike and thought he felt the same.

"What the fuck is going on?" Geneva yelled. Alicia quickly saw Geneva and was stunned. Mike picked her up in front of an apartment building. How does this nigga know her? Alicia thought as she scrambled to put on her clothes. She started to curse herself for following Xavier out here. If she never was following him, she would have never bumped into Mike.

"What the fuck is going on?" Geneva repeated but she felt there was no reason for words. She picked up a cup that was by the table and flung it at Mike

"Huh? I said what is going on?" She said picking up more items and throwing them at Mike. Alicia tried to slip out the scene, but Geneva caught her

Geneva pushed her against the wall. She slapped her across the face She wasn't mad at Alicia for sleeping with Mike, she was still angry for all the trouble that Alicia gave her at the party. She began beating down on her. She pushed Alicia on the bed and jumped on to of her and began to hit and scratch her. Mike pulled Geneva off and tried to break it up, but there wasn't any point. Geneva pushed him out the way. Alicia tried to fight back but that just made Geneva more angry. She took off one of her sneakers and slapped her across her face. She watched Alicia fall on the floor in pain. She was satisfied.

She turned and looked at Mike.

Mike saw the look on her face and already started walking away.

"Geneva calm down." Mike said with his hands in the air. "We was both pissy drunk. This wasn't

suppose to happen. Be easy baby."

"You've been gassing up my head with bullshit. Now look at you having sex with other girls. You know what? You wasn't the only one hitting this. I got plenty of other guys willing and ready . What you thought you was the only person I had? Nigga you must be crazy." She said. Mike's expression was dazed. He was so shocked. Geneva started to walk away but before she did she turned back and said

"You wasn't anything in bed compared to the others. Oh yeah," She looked directly at Alicia, "Xavier says hello."

Mike shook his head and determine to call Geneva later. He looked down at Alicia. She was on the floor crying.

"You a'ight ma?" He asked coming over her. Alicia pushed him away.

"You ain't done nothing for me! Where was you when she was beating on my ass?" Alicia yelled getting up.

"I can't hurt her man, besides I thought you could hold your own." He said reaching out his hand to help her out.

"Get away from me!" Alicia yelled reaching to the door.

Kaylia and Xavier was now in his car doing what Kaylia usually does: having sex. Kaylia was almost pressed up against the back window of the car. The car kept rocking back and forth. She wanted more although Xavier felt like he was done.

She tried to push her urges out the way but she couldn't do it. She wanted him badly. Like Xavier, she forgot all about Geneva. They just lived in the moment and continued.

Xavier sat Kaylia next to him.

"Why did you stop?" She asked tugging on his shirt.

"You don't think we going a little too fast I mean besides you having a kid, I don't know anything about you."

"Isn't that part of this being a one-time thing only?"

"But I don't want this to only be a one day thing. I want more." He said.

"But-"

"Kaylia I'm saying, are you my girl or not?"

"I got a better idea." She said raising her eyebrow.

"What?"

"How about we remain sex buddies? Hey who knows? It may grow to be something more." She smiled

and went to reach for the door, but she turned around and kissed him on the cheek.

"What was that for?" Xavier asked but Kaylia just smiled again. She was feeling him a little bit. There was something about him that she liked. He didn't treat her like any other guy did after they've had sex.

He actually wanted to know her. He wanted to be something more than one time. She liked the feeling but it scared her too. The last time she trusted someone like this she ended up pregnant and alone.

"Let me take you home." He started the car.

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