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May 2001

" Y/N, Y/L/N who will be attending Florida A & M University. Y/N plans to major in nursing. She will be graduating top 3 of the class of 2001" the man spoke as you walked across the stage receiving your diploma

You've  been waiting on this day since you first learned what a "graduation" was. You heard several " THATS MY BABY" in the background which only made you smile

After the rest of the names are called and everyone is back to their seat we are told to stand

" I must say I am proud of everyone in this building today. I'm going to miss seeing you all walking the halls and coming in my office disturbing my peace." We laugh

" You all may not know this but y'all are the most interesting class I've ever had. I remember when you all were freshman and now you're graduating. I'm very proud the the people you have become. This is always the hard part. But this is never goodbye.

At this point in time you may turn your tassel. Congratulations Oakridge High School Class of 2001" he says

Everyone begins cheering and throwing their caps into the air. You turn your head to see Amala looking at you.

"You did it!" She mouths and you smile

" No, we did it" You say back

————

" You got everything baby" your mom asked as she looked in the trunk of your car.

" Yea, I double checked" you say

" Okay baby, I'm gonna give you some time to chat before you leave. Don't be to long you know I don't want us to be late getting up there" she says and you nod

She's referring to Amala. Nicki had already left for two days ago, seeing that she is going to NYU. Nicki's originally from New York and she's always said that she wanted to go back for college. She has family up there so she should be good. But you on the other hand don't. You wanted to be farthest away from Texas as you could get, but not TOOO far now. So you settled on FAMU instead of Texas A&M.

" Everybody welcome Miss FLORIDA A&M UNIVERSITY" Amala cupped both her hands around her mouth yelling to a fake audience and you smiled

" You're so extra" you say to her and she smiles

" Only for you" she says wrapping her arms around you and you put yours around her neck.

You both stand there rocking from side to side staring at each other enjoying the presence of one another because you both know that this will be the last time your get to hold each other for a while. Driving 16 hours every other weekend is not going to cut it.

" Oh no, or that time when you was finna fight that girl I'm the store for staring at me" Amala says

" Shut up. That girl was testing my patience" you laugh

We fall into silence

" I'm gone miss you baby" she looks down at you.

" Me too" you reply

" Don't go over there and turn all Hollywood on me now" she jokes

" I won't. I promise"

" Pinky Promise?" She sticks her pinky out

" Pinky promise"

You turn your head to see your moms and dad walk out the house signaling that your about to leave

Turning back to Amala to see her with a sad look on her face. You know she's sad but she try's to mask it with a smile

" Call me when you make it babygirl" she says and you nod

" I love you Amala" you say

" I love you more beautiful"

" Bye" you begin to walk off but she grabs your arm

" Don't say 'bye' baby. Say see you later" she kisses me

" See you later"

After that you both shared one last glance at one another before you got in the car. She told you not to look back after getting in the car because you wouldn't make it out the driveway.

Even though you were tempted to you didn't because knew she was still standing there.

++++

Florida A & M University
2002

It's been a whole year since you've been  in college. You and Amala kept in touch for the first few months but you both gradually started not speaking to each other

You went home for summer but it wasn't how it used to be. Not like it it was horrible but it wasn't how it used to be.

You both haven't spoken since July and it's now December. You weren't able to go home for Thanksgiving due to this pandemic that's going on. The state is finally off lockdown and your going to be going back home for Christmas

You feel your phone vibrating so you pick it up and see that it's Onika.

" Hey nika girl!!"

"Hey boo!"

"What you doing girl?"

"Trying to pack these clothes chile."

"I literally just got done. It's crazy how packing three weeks worth of clothes can be so much"

"Right, but it's worth it"

"Yea, I know"

" How's it been? Still no call"

" Yea, but it's fine. She may be really busy. I've called but she didn't answer. "

"It's okay girl maybe you'll see her over break"

"Yea maybe. But anyways when does your flight leave?"

"5 in the morning. I tried to get the earliest flight"

" That's gone be a long ass plain ride. Mine too shit. I'm really not ready for it"

You both talk on the phone for a few more minute until you both decided to get off the phone.

+++++

Houston Texas

" Omg it feels so good to be back home" you say walking into the house

You are greeted my several family members

You are walking around talking to everyone enjoying their company. Your mom is in the kitchen cooking.

" Y/N GO GET THE DOOR" she yells

You make your way to the door. You didn't hear anyone knock so your a little confused

Walking over to the door and opening it you see Amala standing there with flowers in her hand smiling down at you

" Hey beautiful" she says and you jump in her hugging her

Although you were upset she hasn't called you back but you were still excited to see her.

" Somebody happy to see me huh" she laughs and placed her hands on your  but walking in the house with you still wrapped around her

" Hell yeah I'm happy. It wouldn't be this bad if someone would answer my calls" you say

" I know, I know and I'll explain all that later "

" Yea you better"

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Amala's POV

Everyone had left Y/n's house and it was only her parents, sister, little brother and us

We were in her room talking getting caught up with one another

" How's it been going with you? I couldn't get much out of you this summer your were being so secretive. And I see you've got your sleeve done like you wanted" she smiles

" I've been good. You know just living life. Getting money-" I stop talking when I see her staring at my arm

Shit

" Y/N-"

" Amala what happened to your arm" she asks

" Baby it's nothing"

" It's not nothing Amala. You must forgotten that I am studying to be a nurse and from the looks of it these look like stab wounds. Deep ones too for them to be stitched" she says sitting up examining my arms

" Y/N don't worry about it baby"

" What do you mean 'don't worry about it'. You know for the last's couple of months all I've been doing is worrying. You stopped talking to me. You've been secretive about things. Everything id call and the times you'd pick up you're busy. Out of nowhere you bringing in all this money and I still don't know what "company" you have. Now I see you with fucking stab wounds and shit" she rants

I knew this day would come. I just didn't want it to be this soon. I sigh and begin speaking

" Baby I'm finna tell you something but you can say shit to nobody, not even your mom. And please don't be mad at me" I look her in the eye

" okay I won't" she says

" I'm in the Mafia"

She stares at me for a moment to see if I'm joking or not but when she saw that my facial expressions didn't change her eyes widened

"In the Mafia. AMALA HAVE YOU LOST YOUR DAMN MIND?!" she yells

" How the hell you get into that" she stands up and begin pacing the room

" Selling drugs in high school is one thing Amala but the mafia. REALLY?!"

"you know those people kill people" she goes on a rant

I don't think it would be the right time to tell her that I'm a mafia leader either. And I'm the one who does the killing

After doing a WHOLE lot of explaining she eventually calmed down. But she still doesn't like the fact that I'm in this

I'll have to explain more to her tomorrow because I know she's not going to leave me alone about it.

              _________________

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This is part 2/5 of this short story

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