This year has had many ups and downs. It's a miracle that I've been able to keep sane. Sometimes I get down, sometimes I fall into depression, and sometimes I want to give up. The one thing that has been a blessing is the man in my life. I never would've thought I would be saying that considering the way my junior year started. I was bitter & filled with hate. Black Love is a beautiful thing. Happy Valentine's Day!
After finishing my classes for the day, I walk across the Howard campus heading towards the Blackburn center. Seemingly everything has went back to normal. Back to how I expected it to be. After a couple of weeks the talk and commotion about Markel's killing had become nothing, but whispers to eventually silence. The only people that still seemed to be yelling at the top of their lungs were the people that actually knew him. After all it was our job to make everyone aware. Just because he was now buried didn't mean he should be forgotten. We still had Markel's killer, Darryl Smith's, trial to get through.
As I walk down the sidewalk I listen to Kojo Funds through my headphones mouthing the words to Warning. When I see Nubia and Sahara walking together towards me in the opposite direction we all just smile and wave at one another and keep walking. I talked to Nubia everyday like always whether that was seeing her in person, texting, talking on the phone, or Facetiming. It was Sahara who I haven't really talked to. I went so long without talking to her that when I finally texted her she seemed uninterested. You would've thought it has been months, when it's only been a couple of weeks.
From talking to Nubia she says they barely talk and hang out too, so I was surprised to see them together, but I know they have a class together. Nubia says Sahara hangs with these other two girls a lot and she parties with them every weekend. Me, Nubia, and Sahara used to party together, but not every weekend. That's a bit much. We would much rather hang out just us three at one of our apartments. Maybe that was how Sahara was choosing to cope with Markel's death. That's why I tried to reach out to her, but I got no response. Nubia even said Sahara is talking to Gideon again for the millionth time. I had no words on that matter. I was over it, honestly.
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The God Complex || GoldlinkGeneral Fiction
D'Anthony Carlos has skated through life always being protected. When you're related to the biggest drug cartel in the DMV you gotta be protected. When all of your uncles are the most feared and respected you automatically garner the same attention...