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CHAPTER TWO

I HAD the whole house to myself since Ella was with Monica at Mrs. Paula's house, sometimes it's fun to be home alone but at the same time, it's so quiet. Sitting home alone have you thinking about things that you don't even want to think about. Getting up from the couch I walked into the kitchen grabbing an apple that was in the bowl in the middle of the counter.

I opened up the front door, walking down the walkway towards the mailbox to see if the mail ran today. Opening up the mailbox there were bills that I had to pay and then there were multiple letters. Going back into the house, I walked over towards the couch.

Opening the letter that had my name on it. It was from an address in Georgia. The letter was from somebody that I never planned on hearing from again. I didn't even know how he even got my new address. I read the letter, having so many thoughts run through my mind:

"Dear Nailah," I didn't know what to think at the moment, he had some nerve contacting me, after all, this time. "Just because we don't talk anymore, doesn't mean I've forgotten about you, it doesn't mean I no longer care. Truth is I still do. I do my best to check up on you, to see how you're doing. To see if you're okay, but every time I get the urge to talk to you, it suddenly hits me that we're strangers, you don't want me in your life, hence the reason I'm no longer apart of it."

I sighed. "But even though everything's changed; I just want you to know that I'm still here. I'll still be here for you, I'll still lend you my shoulders and my ears. I don't care what time it is, what I'm doing. Don't hesitate to talk to me, because half the time, I wish you were talking to me. I miss your presence, I miss you being my best friend, I just miss you. Those few years we spent together was the best moments of my life and I just want that back. Tell your daughter I said hello. Love, Christian."

This letter brought so many emotions back that I didn't want to feel again. I felt bad that I didn't feel the same way anymore. I've been trying to move away from the thought of Christian because he just doesn't know how much he hurt me and it may take me some time to forgive him. I wish we didn't end what we had in such a horrible way but the chemistry just wasn't there anymore and things just happened.

I sealed the letter back up, putting it into the junk draw in the kitchen to be thrown out later on. I didn't want to have any connections with him, Christian can stay his ass in Georgia without trying to talk to me. What we had is over and that's how it's going to stay. My phone started ringing on the couch, causing my attention to linger towards it. Walking over towards the couch, there was an unknown number calling me. I was hesitant to answer but I did, and I wish I didn't.

"Nailah?" A male voice said from the other side of the phone. "How have you been? How is Ella doing? She turned out to be such a beautiful young lady."

"May I ask who is calling?" I had a sense of who this was but I just wanted to make sure. "How did you get my number?"

"I think you already know who this is," He answered. "I have my connections."

"Why are you calling me?" I asked. "What happened to us not communicating with each other anymore?"

"I needed to talk to you, Nailah. I don't like how we left things, we still have some unattended business." He said. "Did you get my letter? I'm really sorry about everything."

"I got it," I said. "I don't think we have anything to talk about, Christian. I moved on from you and I think you should do the same. There is nothing between us anymore and I just wish you would get that through that thick skull of yours."

"Please hear me out," Christian said. "I'll be coming down there in a few days and I think we should meet up. I want to get to know my daughter, I want to be able to watch her grow up. You should at least give me the chance to make things right with her at least. I know you probably don't want to talk to me but I really do want to meet her."

"Why are you doing this?" I asked. "You know what you did, why would you think I would want to meet up with you. I'm trying to be the bigger person and not lose my temper but you're really pushing it. You left me with nothing, you left me struggling to try to provide for Ella. You said you were going to be there for us but you just dipped without even saying shit."

"Ella is a beautiful name," Christian said. "I'm sorry that I wasn't there for you and I feel really stupid for not being there and being able to watch my baby girl grow up. I made a mistake. I can't live life knowing how much I've hurt you, I just want to meet with you in person to apologize for everything that happened between us and I hope we can be friends at least."

"I'm sorry, Christian I just can't do this. I wish the best for you but I don't want to talk or meet with you." I sighed before hanging up the phone and throwing it on the couch. I couldn't believe that I was just put in that predicament. I haven't come in contact with Christian in so long and I wish it would just stay like that. Being a mother is not about what you gave up to have a child, but what you've gained from having one.

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