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from the pain in her heart forever, so she got back on her feet and dusted her shoulders off. For a minute everything was cool. Kora went to rehab for a month, but Heroin wouldn’t leave her alone. They had a bond that was not to be broken. How dare she treat him like their relationship was a casual fling? What they shared was more sacred than a vow or ring. Fuck all the negative things her family and friends had to say. He loved her and he was willing to do anything to get her back.
     
    There wasn’t a day that went by where he didn’t chase her or call out to her. All he wanted was for her to come see him so they could spend some time together. He knew deep down inside she missed his company, too. At night he watched outside her window as Kora longed for his touch. Tears streamed down her cheeks at the thought of him. The feelings she had for him made her bones ache.
     
    Kora tried to stay away, but eventually she came running back just like Heroin thought she would. But Heroin wasn’t going to go easy on her. Kora needed to be taught a lesson. She’d been a very naughty girl. They couldn’t go through this again. Kora couldn’t take it and neither could Heroin. This time their relationship would be until death do them part. Koran was twelve when his mother overdosed on the only man he’d ever really known, Mr. H.
     
    “What you think about this?” Trina turned around and held up a Polo shirt.
     
    “It’s cool. I like it.”
     
    “Are you even gon’ pick out anything?”
     
    “I mean, Trina, what do you want me to do? I told you I had shit to do today. Any other time you go shopping by yourself. Why you need me to come so bad today?”
     
    “’Cause . . .” she stalled.
     
    “’Cause what?” Koran cocked his neck and gave her a look that said hurry up and think of a lie.
     
    “Malik’s getting bigger and I figured you could help me pick him out some big boy clothes. You know how he loves to look like you.”
     
    “Yeah, okay, Trina, you just wanted to spend some time wit me.” Koran chuckled as he checked his phone.
     
    His boy, Sheek, would be calling soon to give him an update on one of his workers who was being released from jail.
     
    “What you doing later? I’m thinking about making a roast.” Trina slowly roamed through the clothes.
     
    “I don’t know.”
     
    “You should come over and have dinner with me and Malik. He would love to have you there.”
     
    “And you wouldn’t?” Koran replied sarcastically.
     
    “Did I say that? I wouldn’t mind you being there. To be honest wit you the house hasn’t been the same since you left.”
     
    “C’mon on, T, don’t start.”
     
    “Don’t start what?” She looked him dead in the eye. “You can’t tell me you don’t miss being there with us.”
     
    “Of course I miss it sometimes. I was wit you for four years and you know how I love Malik.”
     
    “Damn, it’s like that? You don’t love me?”
     
    “I care about you, but you know it ain’t like that.”
     
    “It’s not like that.” Trina stood back on one leg in disbelief. “Shit, I can’t tell. If it’s not like that then why you come over the other night? Why you tell me you love me?! Huh? But it’s supposed to be over? Koran, please even you don’t believe that shit!”
     
    “Why the fuck you talkin’ so loud? I’m not about to do this ole’ ignorant ass shit wit you in public,” Koran snapped as his cell phone began to ring. “Hold up. Who dis?”
     
    “O just called. They releasing him in an hour,” Sheek confirmed.
     
    “A’ight meet me in front of my house in, like, twenty minutes. I’ma hop in the car wit you so we can go pick this nigga up.”
     
    “A’ight.”
     
    “One,” Koran hung up.
     
    “So you just gon’ say fuck me, right?” Trina spat, pissed.
     
    “Trina! What the fuck?! I told you I had something to do today.”
     
    “How am I supposed to get home?”
     
    “Oh my god,” Koran ran his hands down