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Hey! Key to these next few chapters is, flashbacks are all in italics and in third person! This is something vital to remember. Anyways, enjoy! Oh by the way, BJGnovellas wrote that explicit scene towards the end. Now read on my lovely's. Excuse the errors. 😘

Phoebe

Kyrin, Ember, and Phoebe sat in front of the television in Kyrin and Janet's living room. The news playing loudly from the flat screen.

"And reporting live from Dallas, Texas is the case against 49 year old Joanna Broussard. A woman who was falsely accused and convicted of murdering her husband two months ago. Piles of evidence were found against the former captain of Dallas police department, Thomas Reign and former DA, Laurene Highland. They have been charged with tampering with evidence, tampering with witnesses and possibly homicide. Today we are here live at the prison where Joanna Broussard is about to take her first free steps in six months." The reporter announced.

Ember shook her head. "Why didn't she call us if she knew she was getting out today?"

Kyrin and Phoebe didn't respond as they continued watching the television. The fans of our mother were outside with signs. To Kyrin and Phoebe, the woman didn't even deserve all of this hype. She was still a murderer and the duo knew it. They just had yet to inform their sister for they didn't want to stress the pregnant woman.

Finally, Joanna came out of the prison. Her hair was in a ponytail and she had on the clothes she went to prison in. She was smiling and the reporter approached her. "Miss Joanna, do you have a second? How does it feel to be a free woman once again?"

"It feels amazing. I'm glad that justice is finally being served for my husbands death." She answered the lady and Kyrin and Phoebe sent each other looks as they rolled our eyes.

"So what's next?" The reporter asked her.

"Life. I have to start fresh. Unfortunately, Nathan isn't here to see me do so, but I know he's here in spirit and watching over me. I have to live for him."

"Do you have anything to say to the people that played a hand in putting you in this prison?"

She hesitated before replying. "I wish them all well. God bless."

Before anything else could happen, the show paused and eyes set at Kyrin who had paused it. She got up and walked towards the kitchen. They followed and Phoebe saw that she was pulling out things to cook.

Weirdly, that was Kyrin's new way of coping and getting her mind off of things on the weekends when work wasn't there to suffice. She's been a cooking maniac here lately. "What are you about to cook for? It's your birthday. I'm pretty sure that Janet's going to take you out."

"Janet's at the studio practicing. So I'm going to cook." She mumbled as she grabbed some shrimp. "How we feeling about shrimp pasta?"

Janet had lied and told Kyrin she'd be at the studio today but everyone else knew the truth. Ember shook her head. "No. Let's just wait for Janet."

"I just said Janet's at the studio today." Kyrin replied with an attitude.

"And I just said let's wait for Janet." Ember snapped back on her. The pregnancy hormones been having Ember zooted. Ember had not been for the shits here lately.

Kyrin's head shot up towards Ember and Phoebe spoke. "Everybody chill out. Kyrin, let's just wait for a hour. If she doesn't show then you can cook okay?"

Kyrin nodded softly and the trip heard footsteps come through the house as Nasir yelled. "I'm going to catch you!"

Eissa ran past them in a hurry as he yelled back. "Nu uh! I go fast!"

Nasir ran in the kitchen and stopped for a moment. He cracked a smile our way before mumbling. "Gotta give him a few to find his hiding space."

They all shook their heads as Ember chuckled. "You and that boy are something else."

"Whatcha cooking sis?" He asked Kyrin.

Kyrin looked at Phoebe before putting the shrimp back in the freezer. "Apparently nothing for an hour but shrimp pasta if all goes well."

Nasir nodded. "Cool." He pushed Phoebe before running again. "I'm coming Eissa! Ready or not!"

"Boy!" Phoebe yelled after him laughing.

She had come to like the kid. It was cool having a younger brother. He wasn't such an asshole after all and he was taking his mother going to jail really nicely from what Phoebe heard.

It went silent in the kitchen and Ember sighed before getting up and wobbling over to the wine glasses. Phoebe's eyes widened. "Whoa, you can't drink bitch."

Em rolled her eyes before grabbing three glasses. "Um, I know that. I'm drinking kool aid, you two drinking alcohol cause y'all making my nerves bad with this silence."

"You know... They won't even let me get his body." Kyrin mumbled softly. "I've been calling and trying and his damn daddy won't even allow me to properly bury my best friend. It's been four damn months and all of a sudden they're saying he was cremated. They are sending me his ashes soon, I guess I'm lucky I'm getting those. I just— I wanted him here. Turning twenty seven without him here to celebrate with me just feels weird."

Kyrin had taken Langston's death harder than anything they had ever witnessed her express emotions towards. She had become more shut off and barely did she smile these days. Her best friend had died, so who could blame her? Still, her sisters were worried about her. Everybody was.

Ember popped the wine glass open and poured a full glass. "Here babes, you deserve this." She sat it in front of Kyrin.

She poured Phoebe half and handed it to her. She not really a wine person. "Thanks sister." Phoebe turned back to Kyrin who hadn't even picked the glass up. "You know you don't need ashes or a body to honor him. That boy loved you and you loved him too. The relationship you two had was something that doesn't need symbolization. Carry his name, his legacy... carry it in your heart and you'll be okay."

Ember opened the fridge and pulled out the kool aid as she agreed. "I agree. He wouldn't want you down here stressed and depressed about him Ky. We know that you're sad about it, but it'll be okay in the end. I promise you, you'll start to feel better soon."

Kyrin nodded as she drunk some of the wine. "Yeah you're right."

"Plus it's your birthday. You gotta throw ass. We going clubbing?" Phoebe asked anxiously as Em poured the kool aid into the glass, put it back in the fridge and grabbed some jelly.

Ember glanced at Phoebe as her face furrowed. "Yo ass too excited."

Phoebe shrugged. "Any chance I get to act up, I take it. And what the hell is your ass about to do with this jelly?"

"Jelly and Doritos." Em replied as she opened the bag of Doritos and dipped it inside the jelly then ate it.

The other sisters began gagging. The front door opened and Tiff's voice sound. "Family!"

"Kitchen!" Ember yelled back.

She came into the kitchen and her face turned up at what Ember was indulging in but still she shouted. "Happy Birthday Ky!"

"Thanks Tiff." Kyrin smiled at her.

"Ember, what the hell are you eating?" Phoebe's girlfriend asked her sister.

Em rolled her eyes. "Doritos and Jelly. Matter fact, I'll be in the living room." She began tearing up as she walked out the kitchen. "You judge mental bitches, I swear."

Damn pregnancy hormones.

"Aww Em. Don't cry." Kyrin tried to sound empathetic as she walked out of the kitchen and followed her. "You owe me another jar of jelly by the way sis. Come here."

Tiffany faced Phoebe smiled as she rocked on her feet. "Hey baby."

"Hello Tiffany." Phoebe replied as their lips met. "I thought you were coming with Janet?"

"I was but she got held up. Kyrin's present was taking a little longer. She sent me here to make sure Kyrin was okay."

"She's okay." The younger woman mumbled. "Better than when it first happened. So tell me, what'd Jay get Kyrin?"

Tiff shook her head as she poked her girlfriends nose. "Uh uh pumpkin, if they have to wait, so do you."

Phoebe's face crinkled at her touching her nose. "You are no fun. Is it something she's going to like?"

"More like love. Janet was raising hell at the place because it wasn't exactly how she wanted it. Kyrin's gonna love it. Watch." She grabbed the younger woman's hand and pulled their bodies together. Phoebe's arms wrapped around her lovers waist as they held each other for a moment. She kissed Phoebe forehead suddenly. .

The younger woman broke from the embrace as Phoebe looked at her girlfriends face. "What did you do? You always kiss me on my forehead before you break some bad news to me."

"Your birthday..."

"Mhm, in a week. I know."

"I couldn't get the whole weekend off like I had planned to do, but I pulled Friday." She tried to reconcile with her girlfriend.

Shrugging, Phoebe nodded. "Okay. As long as I get a day then I'll be fine."

Eissa came down the stairs with a mug on his face. "TT Phoebe! Where's mommy?"

Phoebe pointed. "In the living room."

He ran in there and the couple followed to see what he was so perplexed about. He climbed on Kyrin's lap with his arms folded. This caused woman to chuckle. "What's wrong Bubba?"

"Uncle Nasir won't let me play his shooting game!" Eissa yelled loudly.

"That's because last time you spent all of my money!" Nasir yelled from upstairs.

Kyrin shook her head. "Bubba, you can't go spending his money now. You aren't supposed to be playing the game already. If momma found out—."

"If momma found out what?" Janet's voice came from behind Tiffany and Phoebe and Phoebe jumped as her hand flew to her chest.

'Damn. This woman was always sneaking up on people.' Tiffany thought to herself.

Everyone's eyes met hers as Eissa shook his head. "Nothing momma." He got up and ran up the steps.

Janet's eyes narrowed towards Kyrin who only stood up and shook her head. "None of my business. Hola baby."

"Hi love. Happy birthday!" Janet smiled as she said it. "Come outside with me real quick."

Kyrin's head tilted as Janet walked out the front door but soon she followed. Everyone followed excitedly. Ember mumbled to Phoebe. "Wanna bet on what it is?"

"No because I always lose the bets." She replied as she kept walking. When they got outside everyone's jaw dropped at the car that was sitting in the driveway.

Kyrin's face was stuck before she shook her head. "No way. You didn't get me this."

Janet giggled. "It's sitting in the driveway isn't it? Happy birthday baby."

Ky ran over and hugged her fiancé. "You listened."

"I always listen. Open the door." She motioned her towards the car.

"This is what was taking her so long." Tiff mumbled to her girlfriend.

Ember and Phoebe watched as their sister opened the door and the interior was red on top of red. Kyrin's eyes widened. "Yo, my names carved into the front seat."

"No way!" Ember and Phoebe yelled as we ran over and looked. 'Kyrin' was carved into the seat in white calligraphy.

"Bruh, this is too lit." Ember commented.

Kyrin turned back to Janet with tears in her eyes and Phoebe whispered. "Oh, here she goes. The dramatics start in 3..2.." She pointed at Kyrin right when she sprung into action.

She ran over and hugged Janet as she began repeating. "Thank you. Thank you. Thank you."

"How long you think she's gonna ban us from riding in this?" Ember asked her youngest sister.

"I'm giving it at least four months." We both laughed.

"Phoebe! Damn it! Walk!" Ember snapped as she pushed me down the aisle. I snapped out of my head as I glared at my sister. This damn wedding rehearsal for Janet and Kyrin was taking way too damn long for my likings.

Embers feet were hurting. My nerves were bad and Tiffany ass had long and stopped giving a damn and started mugging permanently. Sarah had made it from Dallas and seemed tired as hell as well. On the opposite, Kyrin and Janet seemed enthusiastic about the whole thing. The wedding was tomorrow and the theme ran well with my ass sleeping.

A Night In Wonderland.

The lights were dimmed in here and I was tired as hell. It was beautiful though. Give them that. I was proud of my sister, getting married and shit.

"Janet's already there and then we will get the bridesmaids, split them evenly on each side. Then Kyrin will come down. Everyone got it?" The wedding planner asked everyone after we finished walking through it again.

"Yeah." Everyone replied irritated as hell.

"Alright. Well that's all for tonight. Everyone needs to be back tomorrow for a run through three hours before the wedding. Got it?"

"Yeah." Everyone's response was the exact same and dry like the last time.

Kyrin and Janet sent all of us looks as the wedding planner fanned us off. "Go on guys. I've worked you to hard tonight. Get some rest. Up and at them in the morning."

Everyone shot out of the reception room quickly. Sarah spoke when we all boarded the elevator. "Thank you God."

"You know earlier, Kyrin made a comment about missing Langston. I'm just glad she's been doing okay with it." Ember mumbled.

"Same. I know she misses him." I agreed.

The elevator doors opened as Sarah put her head down suddenly. "We all do."

Sarah

"See sometimes..." The woman took a short pause as she collected her next thoughts. "Sometimes you gotta let the Devil know, hey Devil, I see you. I see you working to get me down. I see you in the distance of my struggles, laughing at my demise but the thing is, this time I'm not fighting this battle alone. See this time, I got God covering me. This time my Angels came with me. I didn't come to this battle alone. One of us has to go, and I promise you with the Lord on my side it will never be me. The blood I have covering me is not to be messed with. The armor I have coating me is not physical but spiritual and you gotta understand that."

Sarah's eyes swept across those of her congregation as they shouted in anointment. She continued. "So in Ephesians 6, Verse ten through 20, we hear the Lord. As we began the fight against evil, the Lord tells us that we have to wear our armor. So I am here today, on this Sunday to ask you, what type of armor are you gonna wear to battle? Let's go to the Lord in prayer."

After service was over, Sarah walked back to her office. Sitting in the chair, she typed in the password to her computer and didn't even get one second into the emails she had for Nasir barged in. He was pacing and Sarah put her hands up. "Boy, stop this pacing. What's wrong?"

"You might think I'm crazy... but I think I saw Langston in the pews today." He told her suddenly.

Sarahs face furrowed and she couldn't help but think. 'Okay, he was tripping today.'

"Nasir, Langston's dead." She mumbled as she closed her eyes for a brief second. They had found him dead two days ago, and it still felt unreal to the woman.

"Auntie Sarah... look, I know what I saw and I saw him. I swear I did. That man isn't just a look alike. He was sitting in your pews today." He began getting frustrated with Sarah's lack of belief in his statements. 

"Okay. Okay. I hear you." She mumbled to him. "If you saw him, then you saw him Nasir."

Nasir blank faced his aunt. "Don't try to agree with me out of sympathy auntie. I saw him."

Before she could answer her nephew, Sarah's office door opened and Langston walked in. The woman's mouth dropped, head tilted and eyes widened. Langston Reign stood in her face alive and breathing.

"I freaking told you Auntie!" Nasir yelled at the woman but it didn't truly register until Langston spoke.

"Sarah—."

"Nasir, take the boys home alright, I'll be there in a few. Stop and get them something to eat please? Turn the lock on the way out." Sarah held the keys out for him to grab but it was obvious that Nasir didn't want to leave. When he didn't grab them, her tone firmed. "Nasir, go."

Nasir nodded and took the keys from his aunt as he left the office and closed the door behind him. Suddenly, Sarah's  eyes shot to Langstons who spoke. "I can explain."

"So first you don't come speak to me when Kyrin comes in the church. Then, you act all brand new when we do come face to face at the hotel and I'm lil sis all of a sudden. Now, you fake your death and have the nerve to step a foot into my church house?! What is your problem?"

"Sarah, I need a place to lay my head until the coast is—."

"What?" Sarah asked in outrage. "Boy do you hear your fucking self right now?! You seriously aren't asking me to give you a place to lay your fucking head right now! Langston, I swear before Jesus fucking Christ himself, get out."

"No."

"Damn it Langston!" Her hands slammed on the desk as she shot up from her seat. "Get the hell out of my office! It's always the same shit with you! I'm sick of you using me!"

"We had something aight?" Langston yelled back.

"We didn't have shit!" Sarahs voice raised as she glared at him. She got in his face. This man irked every sense of patience she had. "The answers no."

Langston sighed. "I know I messed up with us but you know how Kyrin would feel if she found out about us. It's not that easy."

"God, Langston. It's never that easy with you is it? Langston, I'm not helping you. Your father should have pulled out, ole stupid ass. Talking about you need a place to sleep," Sarah hissed mumbling as she rolled her eyes.

"And yo' ole mammy should've swallowed yo' ass," Langston shot back.

The both of them were so heated, they didn't even bother trying to filter their mouths in the house of the Lord.

"I swear I hate yo' dumb ass," Sarah screamed in frustration pushing his shoulder, "And don't be talking about my momma!"

"I hate yo' stupid ass too," Langston barked back, staring at her directly in her eyes.

Silence had fell upon the two after the heated words had left their mouths, the couple still glaring at one another. Then within seconds Langston and Sarah found themselves intertwined in an even more heated kiss.

Langston picked her up and her legs instinctively wrapped around his waist as he placed her on top of her desk, their lips sloppily attacking each other.

His strong hands started at the top of his dress before he ripped it off her not having the patience for her to take it off. Langston eyes traveled over Sarah's breast down to her underwear, a black lace bra and thong set covering everything Langston craved.

He lowered himself down between her thighs, pecking at her honey pot through her underwear, seeing her tilt her head back in ecstasy.

"Who the hell you wearing this shit for? It better be for me" Langston growled, moving her thing to the side.

Sarah bit down on her lip, shaking her head. He let out a deep dark chuckle as he ripped her underwear, revealing a mouth watering pleasure he missed so much.

Langston bit his bottom lip when he saw Sarah was already dripping for him, her juices glistening.

Langston ran his finger in between her lower set of lips, watching Sarah bite her bottom lip with a muffled moan at his touch. His fingers were coated in her honey, making him feel himself a little to much.

He took his fingers and slipped them into his mouth, Sarah watching with low eyes, "Sweet just like honey."

Langston knew how Sarah's body worked, especially during sex. If he took his time and really got into it, Sarah was probably one of the freakiest girls you'd ever get your hands on.

"Hold them legs open baby," Langston ordered her, watching her do as told.

He lowered himself, onto her body, kissing at her lips before moving down towards her neck.

Shit," Sarah cursed lowly as Langston twirled his tongue around her sweet spot that he had discovered years ago.

He lowered himself even more towards her breast, sucking at them hungrily. His tongue circled against of the nipple of her left breast, roughly sucking it as his other hand teased her right breast's nipple making her squirm in slight satisfaction.

He removed his mouth and placed kisses down her stomach, before coming face to face with his favorite meal, staring at it like a dog in heat. Langston kissed at her inner thighs first, inching closer and closer to her clit with a smirk, watching as Sarah moved around in anticipation.

After teasing her with his kisses, he let his tongue sit flat against her. He started at the bottom of her vagina, moving his head up slowly and once he reached her clit, he swirled his tongue against it, making Sarah's stomach twitch in pleasure.

Langston continued to move his head up and down against her vagina, swirling his tongue every time he had reached her clit. It was almost his way of teasing her, yet still giving her the pleasure she desired.

"My God," Sarah cried out just as Langston decided to switch it up.

"Uh uh open it up for me baby, don't keep it from me now" Langston instructed her, moving her hand down to her vagina.

Sarah did as told, spreading open her lower set of lips with her fingers to help Langston get a better view of the feast that was spread before him.

Langston positioned his lips into a personal suction machine around Sarah's clit. Gently he sucked it up into his mouth, causing her legs to tremble in excitement. He held it there, slowly inching his tongue forward to massage it for as long as he could.

"Langston," Sarah moaned, the sensation of his tongue against her clit bringing her on a high she hadn't felt in a long time.

Before Langston repeated that same process over, he took two of his fingers and slid them inside of Sarah's warmth, curving them slightly to make sure he stimulated her G-spot.

"Oh fuck," Sarah screamed out, forgetting that she was in her office altogether.

Langston smirked, not moving his fingers and out, but motioning them in a come here motion instead because he knew that was the best way to have her shaking.

His mouth attached itself back onto Sarah's clit, licking up all of the honey that sat there.

"Langston," Sarah yelled, removing her hand from her vagina and gripping onto her cherrywood desk.

Langston continued to work his fingers inside of her, hitting her g-spot back to back while showing her clit an abundant amount of attention.

His tongue spelled out his name against her clit, making Sarah's legs tremble as she held on for as long as she could.

"You better keep that shit together," Langston cursed at her, before licking at her clit again, "I ain't tell yo ass to cum yet."

Tears rolled down her face as she tried to hold in the pressure of the pleasure that was deep within her stomach, "I c-can't!"

Langston removed his mouth standing up, his fingers still inside, digging up against her g-spot before removing his fingers, "Go 'head and let that shit go."

As the words left his mouth, Sarah squirted across the room, her body shaking from all of the pleasure. Once she had stopped shaking, Langston removed his fingers and placed them inside of her mouth, allowing her tongue to lick off all of her juices.

Langston smirked, kicking off his pants and underwear as he stepped back from her, "On your knees."

Although her legs felt a little weak, Sarah didn't hesitate, she got down from her desk getting onto her knees, coming face to face with his member that was standing tall and ready.

Sarah gulped a bit at the size, not sure if it had grew since the last time she had saw it. Langston's dick wasn't only long, but it was wide.Before she attempted to put her mouth on it, she spit on it, spreading it all over his member as best as she could with her tiny hands.

"Ya' hands so damn soft," Langston muttered in satisfaction.

Sarah let out a cheeky smile before letting her hands travel all the way down his shaft and putting her mouth at the tip, trying to fit as much of him as she could inside of her mouth. Whatever she couldn't fit inside, she made up for it with her hands.

When Langston could feel her warm mouth attach itself to him, he practically lost his mind right then and there. Sarah bobbed her head up and down on his member. For two seconds, Langston had to remind himself that he wasn't dead and in heaven, this was real, real life.

"Shit Sarah, chill," Langston moaned out as her head picked up the pace, his toes beginning to curl at the sensation.

Sarah went as deep as she could with his member, letting it touch the back of her throat and Langston could feel it wholeheartedly.

"Fuck," he moaned out.

Sarah used one of her hands to play with his balls, watching as his eyes shut in immense pleasure. Langston's breathing had hitched, and Sarah could feel him grow in her hands, knowing that he would be cumming any second now.

"Fuck! Sarah," he moaned out in pleasure, "Shit!"

Langston had released himself into Sarah's mouth, watching her swallow every drop he had given. Sarah wiped the corners of her mouth, almost assuming Langston was dead because of how quiet he had gotten.

Before she could say anything, he picked her up from her knees and placed her on the desk, standing between her legs. He pinned them back, thankful that she was flexible because they were practically touching her shoulders.

Langston rubbed the tip of his member against Sarah's clit, watching her tense up in anticipation. He let the tip sit at the base of her vagina, before letting spit drip out of his mouth and onto his dick. Right after that, he pushed himself slowly inside of her, the position she was in letting her feel every single inch.

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! L-Langston" Sarah whimpered, not realizing how big Langston actually was.

"Damn," Langston whispered, "Shit so fuckin' tight."

Langston began to growl lowly at the tightness he was feeling. Sarah was wrapped around his member so tight that if he picked his pace up just a little bit, he was sure he wouldn't be lasting at all

"I-it's so fucking big," Sarah let out a breath as Langston moved in and out of her.

"Take that shit," Langston hissed, slowly starting to pick up his pace, "This my shit. Nobody else's."

The more Langston thought about Sarah hating him, the more angry he felt. He began to pick up his pace, his hand gently wrapped against Sarah's neck.

"I heard you was seeing somebody else. You just gon' let someone have what's mine Sarah?" he growled, "You let another man have you?"

Despite the pleasure she was feeling, Sarah wasn't going to let Langston get away with what he did.

"You left me Langston, remember," Sarah managed to blurt out before releasing a loud squeal that more than likely alerted ever security guard in the church.

"I'll own that," Langston mumbled, pumping faster.

Sarah began to pick up speed as well, her hips matching his rhythm. They continued in this missionary position for a few more minutes before Langston pulled out, turning Sarah around.

He stroked himself as she positioned herself in front of the desk, arching her back perfectly. Langston slid himself back in, this time making sure Sarah felt all of him.

"Fuck!" she cried out.

Langston slapped her ass, before grabbing her hips, pounding into her as hard as he could. Almost as if he was trying to send an underlined message to her.

"You hate me?" he asked, picking up his pace, "You hate me, Sarah?"

Sarah, despite feeling the urge to cum, wasn't about to back down, "Yes, yes I fuckin' h-hate you!"

Langston chuckled, reaching up for her neck and pulling her body up so his face was right by hers. He continued to pound into her, watching her eyes slowly roll to the back of her head.

Langston could feel her cum as his dick was held captive by her walls before he felt a rush of wetness drip down her thighs onto his.

"Got damn it" Sarah moaned out, feeling her legs start to shake once more.

With a few more strokes, Langston released himself as well. Still, he held Sarah up with his hand on her neck, watching her bite down on her lip to control herself.

He leaned in to make sure his mouth was near her ear, "I ain't going no fucking where. I'm here to stay. You hear me?"

Sarah, in a daze and on cloud nine due to her climax, nodded, "I hear you, baby."

—2 days prior to the wedding

Sarah pulled the covers off of Langston's body. "Get up."

He rolled over. "Move girl."

"Langston, I swear before my Lord himself if you do not get out of this bed!"

Langston looked at Sarah in aggravation. "What baby? Damn."

"First off, watch your mouth. Secondly, you and I both know we should both be on our way to LA right now. It's time to give this jig up. How long you plan on hiding?"

"Until I'm sure."

"Sure of what?"

He reached up and pulled Sarah down and into the bed with him. "Sure that we are okay and will be okay no matter how Kyrin reacts."

She straddled his lap. "We will be fine either way."

"Promise?"

"I promise. Now are you coming?"

To her dismay, he shook his head and broke the eye contact they held. "I just don't think it's time."

"If you honestly think that woman will forgive you for being alive and not attending her wedding, then you're crazy. She's not going to forgive that Langston, but I have a feeling you know that."

He looked up at her again. "Bae, I hear you I do, I just don't think it's time yet. She'll just have to understand—."

Sarah felt anger shoot through her veins at his immaturity. She got up from his lap as she grabbed my suitcases. "But we both know she won't. Alright Langston. I'll text when I land."

"Baby, don't do that." He sighed and she heard him get up as Sarah began pulling her suitcases through the hall. "Sarah."

Her feet kept moving for he had irritated her soul. Sarah disliked when he became closed minded to what she was trying to tell him and he knew that. He caught up and pulled her suitcases back. Sarah faced him and rolled her neck. "Let my suitcases go."

"No." He furrowed his eyebrows and she had to force herself to keep her face straight. The man was adorable. "I'm sorry. Just let me think about it."

"Okay, as long as you at least think about coming then I'll be fine." She muttered softly. Their lips met and he tried to deepen it but Sarah scrunched her face up. "No boy move. You haven't brushed your teeth yet."

He mean mugged the woman. "Girl, see I was trynna be nice. You better call me when you land. If all I get is a text we gone have problems."

She grabbed her suitcases from him again. "I'm grown, but I'll call you. Not because you told me to, but because I want to."

"Mhm. Sure."

I sat in the hotel bed as I read up on some bible verses that I would use for the Bible Study group I had online. My sermon was coming easily, but that's how it always was— I needed a verse. A verse that spoke to me like this sermon was.

My MacBook began beeping and I looked to see a FaceTime call was coming from Langston. I answered and my mouth dropped.

"So you wait til I leave to cut your hair off?"

He chuckled as he looked at me. "Look at the waves bae. Admit it girl. Gone and say it. The waves are nice."

"Waves are nice. Now back to my question." I steered him back to my initial question.

"I wanted change."

I shook my head as I smiled. "Boy, you are something else."

Langston chuckled. "I know but how was the wedding rehearsal?"

Groaning just thinking about it, I replied. "Long as I don't know what. Where you going?"

"I'm on my way back to the house. I just got this done."

"Oh." I couldn't help when my face dropped.

He noticed and asked. "What's wrong?"

"You seriously aren't coming Langston?" I called out his government as I looked at him in disappointment.

"Don't look at me like that and I thought about it. It just isn't a good idea."

My eyes rolled. "Don't seem like you thought at all but okay."

"Bae, I thought about it seriously. It's just that—."

There was a knock on my hotel door and I shouted. "Who is it?"

"It's ya sister. Open the door." Kyrin's voice came from the other side.

Langston's eyes widened as he mumbled. "Okay. Talk to you later. Bye."

He hung up and I rolled my eyes. "Punk." I went to the door and opened it. Kyrin stood on the other side looking scared. "You're gonna be fine."

"This is happening. Bitch this is really happening." She began pacing.

"Hey now. No cold feet. You two have been through it all alright? She loves you and you love her. This is gonna be amazing Kyrin. Don't psych yourself out. Get out of your head."

"Let's drink. Drink with me." She pleaded.

Giggling, I shook my head. "I haven't picked up a drink since before I began ministry camp. I love you but I'm not about to start today. You got this bug, no reason for you to drink."

Kyrin nodded. "Yeah. You're right. I got this." She put her head down suddenly. "I— I always imagined myself at my wedding and my father walking me down the aisle. My mother would even be there. Everyone would. Even Langston. Now, now everything's different. I can do without my father and my mother, but Langston... it makes it harder knowing that he doesn't get to see me walk."

Guilt consumed me and I was about to tell her everything. "Kyrin I have to—."

She shook her head. "No. It's okay. I'll be alright, I'm just still grieving that's all. I'm going get some sleep, night sis. Love you."

We hugged briefly as I replied. "Night Ky, love you too."

She left my hotel room and when the door shut, I took a deep breath. I had gotten deep into this, and when the truth hit the light— it wouldn't be pretty at all.