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“I didn’t come to start any drama.” I put my hands up. “I just wanted to drop off Heavy shit so he can come back home to you when he gets out of jail.”

“Nah, bitch I don’t want him. You can keep him.” She kicked a bag of his clothes back towards me. “You thought that shit was going to be sweet, didn’t you? Until he started beating your fucking ass and making you do shit that degraded you. Yea, I know because I been going through it for years trying to stay true to my vows but fuck that nigga and you too bitch.” She slammed the door in my face.

I laughed all the way back to my car. By the time Heavy got out of jail, my locks would be changed and he’ll be standing outside on the other side of the door throwing out threats. Turning my music up, I placed my shades back in my face and drove off.

Pulling the visor down, I checked myself out before stepping out of the car like I was the next top model. I was the shit though. Heavy broke me down to nothing a few weeks ago but I was back but not on the same shit I was on earlier. I knocked on the door and stepped back.

The eyes that met me were cold. The body language was obvious that I should not have come but I had to. I just had to see what damage I had done but from the looks of it, I hadn’t done enough.

“Why the fuck are you doing here?” Law asked.

“Who at the door?” Summer asked before she appeared on the side of Law. She was no longer pregnant and I wondered did she lose the baby. Her skin was flawless and her body was damn near snatched back to the way it was before the baby.

“Why is this bitch here?”

“I’m trying to figure the shit out myself,” Law looked me up and down.

“Look bitch, I’m not pregnant anymore and I’m in the mood to beat your ass. How dare you show your face up on my doorstep?”

My mouth opened but nothing came out. I thought I was going to show up and Law be all alone. I never expected for this bitch to work shit out with him.

“Bitch, close your mouth or talk because we got a baby to tend to,” Law told me.

I still stood there speechless. The words started to slip as he was closing the door in my face.

“Summer, I’m sorry,” I blurted out. “All I came to say was I was sorry and I wish you nothing but the best with the baby.” I turned to walk away but she called out to me.

“I knew about your spells and shit. You tried to fucking kill me to be with a man that only wanted you for your pussy and head. If Law didn’t have his arm stopping me from getting to you, I swear I’ll drag your ass. You’re sad and I hope for the rest of your life you lose everything that means something to you. All you ever did was take from people, and now it’s your turn bitch. Law close the door and bring your ass on.”

Another week had passed since I moved back to Savannah. Heavy hadn’t got out which was good but shit was slipping away from me. My baby, my first love, was being shut down for sex trafficking, and I had no idea. I was picked up from my house early this morning and was trying to get a lawyer so I could get the hell out.

All this time I thought I was running a legit business. Muthafuckas was right under my nose, stealing girls that visited my club and selling them. My face was blasted all over the news like I was some fucking monster and the death threats I was getting from these girls’ parents was unbelievable. Being a side bitch was one thing, but I would never sell my soul for anyone else’s. Nobody believed me, though. Not even my brother after all I did for him.

I was booked and placed behind bars with nothing. I wasted my phone call on my father who couldn’t help me because he didn’t want to be involved. Now I waited in hopes that someone would believe me and get me the fuck out of here. A total of eighty-six girls had gone missing from the club. Thankfully, a girl was able to get away and tell her story. Only if she knew that I wasn’t a part of the shit. I guess that’s what Summer meant when she said I’ll lose everything that meant something to me. I took from others, and now someone was taking from me.

47. SUMMER

One year later…

“Blow the candles out with me,” I told Reign as she stuck her hand in her icing and kicked her fingers.

We had a small party for her that only consisted of Law’s mama and LJ and his family. My baby made it to her first birthday, but not without a few complications along the way. With the help of Ms. Mae, I was able to get through a lot of hard nights.

“And daddy, you need to blow your candles out too,” I told Law, who was sitting beside me.

“You know this is corny as fuck, right?”

“Boy blow the damn candles out,” Ms. Mae fussed.

Law had beaten his cancer. He still had a ways to go, but knowing that he was in the clear gave some relief. Besides his weight loss from all the vomiting and not eating, he was still as fine as the day I met him. The thing I loved about Law was his drive. He would be sick but he would make sure that we didn’t need for anything.

Our relationship didn’t work out, but we made it work for the sake of our daughter. We remained friends and vowed never to let anyone come between that. I was out dating, trying to see what it was like, but Law was chilling, hoping that one day I would put that ring back on. Every day I reminded him that it would never happen and he would say…

“Never say never.” He kissed my neck and placed the necklace around my neck.

“Law why do you keep buying me shit, thinking it’s going to change my mind? It’s been a year.”

“It’s not about that. It’s more so about you being there for me during every doctor’s visit, taking care of me while I was sick and holding my secret until I couldn’t hold it anymore. Love don’t just go away.”