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everything. He has my virginity, and I have his. He had broken parts of me that seemed truly irreplaceable, that no one has yet been able to fix. My heart. A place that is still left empty and abandoned. Any guy that I had been with only built my walls up higher, leaving me to learn to keep people out, except my daughter, Olivia. She has been my rock. Without her, living seems almost impossible. She is my strength. My world!
    “Alright. Go ahead. Tell me what happened. What are you running from?”
    “Remember my sister, Carla?”
    “Yeah, of course. How can I forget? We were close once, but I haven’t heard from her in years either. How is she doing?” I recall.
    He gently grabs my hand into his and strokes it softly. “Destiny, she is dead.”
    My stomach drops. I can’t believe it! A good friend, a very sweet, intelligent and caring woman, is dead. And I didn’t know!
    “Oh my gosh! I am so sorry! I never heard anything. This is unbelievable. I should have stayed in contact with her no matter what happened between us, that's what a real friend would do” I feel lots of regret and suddenly my stomach feels sick making me want to drop to my knees.
    “Nothing could have prevented what happened, she was murdered. She had a little girl, too.”
    This is a big realization for me that no matter how well or how little you know someone, every little bit of staying in contact means something, even just picking up a telephone to say hello. But maybe it's better that we didn’t. It may seem selfish but if we had stayed so close then I may not have been able to recover from this great loss. I can only imagine what Sebastian and his family are going through.
    “What happened?” My hand grabs tight onto his.
    “I blamed myself for ten years. Being introduced to the wrong people make bad things happen to you and the ones you love. I couldn’t risk losing you. It all seemed so minor at the time, but then everything escalated. It started out as just a business deal. Drugs weren’t the cause of her death that I know of but an acquaintance of mine named Gary was selling a car and asked me to take it to the buyer since I was currently working with a towing company with Carla's boyfriend, Johnny. The car was in mint condition but needed a new tire so it wasn’t driveable. Once the car was in the hands of the buyer, he cut open the tires. There were stashes of cocaine inside of them. A few days after closing the deal, something went wrong because apparently Gary had fucked with the cocaine. He pinched too much and cut it with baking soda to try and make it look like it hadn’t been touched. Well, they had figured it out and found out about my whereabouts, my friends, my family, they knew where I worked, everything! Johnny told them everything that he knew about me I was fucking set up and just couldn’t risk losing you. You have to believe me! I came to you and am telling you all of this because I trust you! Losing my sister was the price I had to pay for mistakenly getting involved with those losers.”
    My eyes widen. “And you had just left and lead me to believe that you didn’t want me? You could have told me something . You never even said goodbye!”
    “I couldn’t, Destiny! What could I have said that would have made you believe me? I did want you! I never stopped loving you, dammit!”
    “So, how did Carla get mixed into all of this, like why didn't she just run and come back here?” I question, trying to change the subject of us.
    “Carla had moved in with Johnny. He was abusive to her. She told us that he had laid a hand on her so I beat the shit out of him and kicked him out then moved in with her. I believed that I could hide there from Gary and his crew and protect her from Johnny.”
    Checking his arm and making sure that no blood is leaking from his wrap I recall that lame excuse for a man, “I remember Johnny! There was always a bad vibe about him, but she was happy and that is all that mattered. After