In the Heat of the Night:Draya

eeds a ride

ent paths but when we bonded it became unbreakable. We have been at this table before for many reasons

ol sister Stacy. We been to each other parents funerals reunions and fought like cats and dogs against our enemies. Which wasn't alot as

a free spirit young and free and loved teaching at the elementary school in our hometown. However, Riley was a trust fund baby never worked a day in her li

e together to

icured nails against her chilled glass of Pinot. Stacy always drinking

d for one of the heated roll

now his daddy is a deadbeat,'' grumbled Ril

ay with a used to be perfect messy high bun. Merci-Jey was closer to Riley then the rest and grabbed her hand that was clinched around the watered glass. Having your h

ow smile before bravely saying, " I'm go

ed jokingly waving my truck keys at Riley. " Plus a baseball bat named Boobi

he end of all this come out on top. After all that bastard Rashaad wasn't shit until he got Riley suckered in but hey that's my opinion and NOW is not the time to voice that. Looking back

m my plate to gla

n it , MJ was staring out the window; shoulders squared stif

m suppos

ured hand to reassure her. It took 2 bottles of Mascoto and a 7-layere

larating heart; me and the girl

your way to my house, I have to stop by a

o order " said Riley stopping at the hostess stand at

her by herself you can see it in

said "Call me when you head home"

push Stacy away laughing " I don't fuck with no broke hoes" but they continued to walk towards MJ's Porsch truck. Stacy is always quick to go somewhere but never want to take her ride shakin

pping into my purse to grab my phone and keys

o walk to my ca

nd swiped at th

fee entitled that I should pick up the phone . But it was HIM and