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The best of both worlds...

We met in the cafe of our high school. I, sitting with a group of friends enjoying lunch and laughing when this young boy approached the table.
"yall see that new movie..."
"na, I thought about goin this weekend"
"well maybe we can all go?"
Iight" I replied
He asked for my friend's number then mine. Not thinking anything of it but YES! I finally met a new friend. The day went on and I got home to start some homework and watch TV. Around nine o'clock the phone rang, and it Was him, my new friend Dyia. We talked shortly about a movie he was watching with his cousin, then got off the phone. He called later on that nite and the following nite and the nite after.

"So are you thinking what I'm thinking?" he asked
" If your thinking what I'm thinking, I dunno? I replied
"well if we are thinking the same thing meet me at the park in ten mins" he demanded

Okay, wow I can't believe this is about to happen. Me and another boy. Something I only thought about happening, but never thought that it would. Well maybe not today. So anyway, I got dressed brushed my hair my teeth, chewed on a piece of gum and ran out the door. I was so nervous as the blinking dim lights of the neighborhood park followed the same steady, heavy pace of my heart. What am I doing out here I asked myself. I thought about turning around and going home but it was to late for that because he was like 30 feet away. Slim, brown skin, trendy with his new jordans and fly brown leather jacket. I could smell his sent from his shadow. A few minutes after the conversation lightened up, we found ourselves cuddled on the park bleachers embracing each others warmth. It was cold that nite and my dumb ass came out with a light green hoddy and some jeans. So he told me he would keep me warm.

From that night we talked more, we walked the park more, we became more. He was my first love. At that time I was struggling with my own life trying to figure out where I fit in, why my mother left me and brother for some young fool that my father used to teach. I was at my weakest point, crying at night, asking myself what does the future hold. My brother, content in his own dishevelment went on with life not showing any emotion, while I drag myself to therapy every Thursday. What I wanted to tell my therapist was that I was in a relationship with dyia and that I had no friends because I didn't fit in anywhere. The only person that seemed to understand was dyia. So I began to love him and tell him everything I felt. I told him about my fathers emotional attacks and that he lashed at us only dealing with the loss of his wife and the new position at his job. Me and my brother would get lectures on life every night, draining every last tear I had and the only thing that made me happy was being with dyia.

Dyia; a funny character was he. Popular to many and a neo to nothing. This Leo at large, had my heart in his hand until I began to suspect something. It felt as though we were drifting about. We would make plans and he would call for a rain check to take his friend up to north jersey. He would forget to call, or get mad if I didn't understand. He was a senior and I, a junior. He was going off to Morgan state and along with it came a large package of emotions. The year went by, however we still talked as he would come home on the weekends and see me or call throughout the week. Then things got a little crazy when he introduced me to his friend Lena. A light skin girl from around the way. Short black hair wide nose, skinny frame. She was just a friend he told me. Until a mutual friend of ours said to me..."aww dyia and Lena make such a cute couple and she said he has a big dick"
So I'm like okay, she's lying.....but wait...he does have a big dick..maybe...naw...couldn't be. Weeks went by and more of Lena showed up. Her baby was about one years old now, and I began to ask myself maybe it's his baby. She moved in now because her parents kicked her out. Maybe they are just really good friends, I did talk to her on the phone, she is a nice person.

Then one day I decided to go over his house with his brother, my friend as well, and to find a letter from Lena. On it she wrote of how much she loved him and thanks him for taking her and the baby in and what a wonderful man he is. Happy Valentines Day!

Today, after about one year of not talking to dyia, I get his phone number from his brother. We talked about school and what the future looks like and how glad he was to hear from me. Then we began to talk about our personal lives and one thing led to another. He brought up the past and I wasn't ready for all that. I didn't want to go there because I really had loved this person. but I asked him....Did you cheat on me?

She knew about you he said. But that's not what I asked. Was this negro getting the best of both worlds and playing the shit out of me? (TO BE Continued.)

posted by Liber8Lyph @ 2:49 AM