I gotta go away  Cause I didn't mean to lead you on You say I broke your heart But I didn't mean to lead you on And it's hard to hear the truth But I'm feeling bad cause you love me
I'm sorry...-Christina Milian

     As the words S-T-D come out her mouth I dropped my phone on the floor and went down to my knees people in the street thought I had a death in my family little do they know I felt like it was the end of my world.........As this nice girl who had a county accent asked me if everything was fine I told her know I feel really sick she looked at me and said it looks like I am about to faint she brings me a bottle of water. She didnt want to tell me her name but she said she is the princess of New Orleans lets just leave at that I called her Princess as she rode the 2 train uptown with me back to the Bronx I stared at all the people on the train I didnt know what to do, how to move, or even how to speak Princess talked my ear off the whole way talking about how muched she loved being in New York and so on.......I finally felt my phone vibrate I looked and it was Brian I forgot all about him and how much I enjoyed myself with him last night. I sent him to voicemail I felt like I couldnt even talk as it was my turn to get off I sat there I felt like I couldnt move I didnt understand why in the world was Anthony someone who hurt me so much at school meant so much to me I didnt understand so as I stayed on the train I got off with Princess she asked me in her cute accent "Boy Where In The World Do You Think Your Going" I told her I left my keys at Brian house and I needed to charge my cell phone anyways. With her southern hospitality she welcomed me into her home she lived in a cute apartment uptown in lower eastside of the Bronx I was impressed for some odd reason I thought it would be very tacky and corny however she a brown carpet to die for and furniture and African Art to die for as she told me to make myself at home I asked her something to eat she gave me of course some fried chicken baked mac and cheese and yams to die for opps cant forget the greens and the poatoe salad.

As I charged my phone.......and ate the bomb azz food she ask'ed me what the hell happend to me about an hour ago when I was on the floor like the world was coming to an end I then began my story as she sat and listened she couldnt believe it. She tells me that I need to call him as I sit and can barely dial the numbers only because I fear to hear the worst....she grabs the phone and tell's me boy get yourself together you acting like you the one who got the damn issue its him I know you care about him and what not but your tripping to much. As I call him he answer's the phone and says very un happily whats good pa? I can barely speak it feels like I have a large ball in my throat I ask him if he alright he says yeah I think I have some kind of STD and I wanted to call you and make sure you didnt have it. As I sit on the phone stunned I ask him Anthony why would I have it we have always been safe right? He says yeah we have but just be safe for me. As he sits and talk for the next hour about nothing I still feel uneasy and lost I feel like I over reacted for no reason could be that I loved him and no matter what it was that it would always be a big deal to me?

He tells me that he is coming to visit me because he misses me and then we lose service......I dont even call him I have alot on my mind as it is.....as I begin to find myself on this path that God has me on I have to ask who can come along with the ride for not everyone is holy nor positiive enough to have that front row seat or that passanger seat many have to be loved from a distant......I ask Princess could I lay down I need to rest my eyes she laughs and say boy you think you at home yeah you can lay for about an hour and then you have to go cause I get this THUG from Brooklyn coming in to rock my world I tell her girl I will be gone no worries as I lay down I fall straight to sleep...............................

To Be Continued