Tayler's POV:

"Then he started talking about his feelings, and I felt bad. Algee is working on my nerves, he honestly think just because I leave three pairs of draws over there we should be together." I complained to my Best Friend Raven.

If anyone knew me, she knew me. We met our freshman year in college, and we clicked the first day of move in. She was very down to earth, but blunt as hell and she was loyal to a fault.

"Why you sound so damn mean, you sound like the nigga in the relationship." she said.

"Did you not just hear my rant bitch, there is no relationship." I replied stopping at a red light.
"The least my man can do is remember my accomplishments, it's like lately every time I tell him about what I have going on and then when the day comes he forgets. Like the Sister Circle is a televised show and this is huge for me, especially knowing where I came from. The least he could've done was remember." She sighed, waiting for the light to turn green.

"Now do you want a boyfriend or-BITCH IS YOU FRED FLINSTONIN' YOUR CAR, DRIVE MOTHERFUCKA'" Raven yelled.

"YOU BETTER YABA DABA DOO YOUR ASS OUT MY WAY" She continued.

"Damn Ray, you are on my car speaker, surround sound throat havin' ass" I chuckled at her antics.

"I'm sorry girl, but people act like they can't fucking drive. But what I was saying was do you want a boyfriend or some dick, cause the shit you asking for it sounds like a boyfriend request and if so baby girl you may need to upgrade your package from dick and conversation, to the boyfriend package. Now to complete this transaction you need to make the payment in the form of a commitment. Now with this package comes with support, long walks under the moon and all that other romantic shit. I mean how you want him to support you and you can't even commit yourself to him?" She reasoned.

"I understand what you're saying Ray, but damn me and him been friends for three years now I didn't know that what I'm asking for is a boyfriend request. Hell you support me and we not fucking." I explained, making a right down the street.

"All this shit I do for you the least you can do is finger a bitch every once in a while or throw that neck or something cause you want a girlfriend and best friend." She joked.

I sighed.

"Seriously Ray"

Thinking over what Raven said, it was racking my brain. Was I asking Algee for too much? All I'm asking is just remember my milestones like I remember and support his, that's all.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I'm just saying, but you are being mean. Let me be honest cause I wouldn't be your bitch if I wasn't. Algee does have a point, it has been long enough. You been waiting on Keith for the last seven years and don't say you haven't because I know you have. I don't know what type of relationship y'all had besides what you have told me, but you have to move on. You said it yourself, he told you it was ok. I understand you love him, believe me I do. But Algee is a good guy right?"

I shook my head like she could see me "Yeah." I replied with a sigh.

"And don't you think you deserve to be happy?" she asked.

"I don't know, its not that easy. I just feel bad you know, he's locked up and I'm living my life. But he can't live his." I replied.

I wanted to move on and it was Keith's idea that I do, but Keith. Man he captured my soul like I know no other can. I knew any man I encountered didn't stand a chance because I would keep comparing them to Keith. I often find myself doing that with Algee, Keith would remember this major interview for me. Hell he would even go with me, and give me pep talks. He would come to my book signings, he would stand in line with the others just so I can sign his book. Hell Keith would even make me a nice breakfast, and smear my lipstick all over my mouth by just kissing me.

There was a time, I didn't want to picture my life without him.

Now I have no choice.

"You can't beat yourself up for the decisions he made,it's his fault why he's there in the first place." she said.

I felt a tingle of anger rushing in because she didn't know Keith like I knew Keith. Yeah he slang drugs, but she didn't understand the full story. Plus I still believe Keith is innocent, no matter what the damn law says.

Accessory to Murder.

I knew better than to think Keith was even capable of some shit like murder, it was those dumbass friends I told him to stay away from. But Keith had a bit of a temper when it came to people telling him what to do, so of course he didn't listen to me.

"MOVE BITCH! CUT YOUR FUCKING HANDS OFF IF YOUR NOT GOING TO USE THEM HOE!" I heard Raven's horn through the phone.

"Goddamn! People act like they can't drive. I'm trying to get home, I worked from 7pm to 7am. I am tired." she complained.

Raven went to school to earn her Masrer's in Science Nursing, my girl is a neonatal nurse. I'm sorry head nurse of her department and she won't let you forget it.

"I'm just saying, I just want to see you happy you know. Keith would want that too." she said.

Pulling up to the parking lot of the network studio, I decided to cut the conversation.

"Alright girl, well I'll call you later. Get some rest."

"You know my ass will, I love you and try not to stress too much about this. Just think of your own happiness." she said.

"I love you too and thank you."

"See you on my TV! Give me a shoutout!" She yelled.

I giggled a bit and said my goodbye. With that I hung up and laid my head against the head rest.

My mind went straight to Keith, even after all these years I still think about him every day. I play what if scenarios in my mind. I picture our wedding day, raising our family, growing old together, even being buried right next to him cause even in death I had to be close to him.

I missed him.

I missed his smile, his laughter, his freckles, his accent that he swore he didn't have, his smell, his aura, just the way he made me feel. No matter how hard he may have seemed, Keith always had a soft spot for me and he made sure everyone knew it.

I was Keith's girl.

And if I had it my way, I would have been his wife by now.

But that dream came crumbling down on August 9th, 2011.

The day Keith got arrested.

The day that changed my life.

~

August 9th, 2011.

I was only 17 years old when I met Keith and he was 19 at the time. I had been feeling Keith from the very first day I saw him, and not wanting to admit to him how much I was feeling him I ignored him. Almost every day I would see him and he would try to spit game at me, he knew I had a crush on his fine ass; however, I was not budging.

All the girls in the neighborhood loved Keith. They all talked about how fine he was, how much money he had, how they would fuck him till his toes fell off, and how big his dick was.

Me being new to the city, hell even the state I knew nothing about Keith. All I knew was that he was fine, he sold weed, and I wanted him. Maybe it was the fact that I knew he was no good for me or maybe hearing all about him made me so excited I begin to create my own fantasies of having Keith to myself, that I just had to make it a reality.

I never seen him with no girl ever, but I could only imagine how many blew up his phone on a daily. The thought of another bitch with him, burned me up on the inside because I wanted him. That's when I knew I had feelings for Keith that would never change.

"What you thinking about?" he asked as he grabbed my ass in his hands.

I had just finished washing the dishes we had just ate his breakfast for dinner off of.

"Really you had to grab my ass to ask me that?" I giggled facing him.

"Yeah I had to let you know its mine." he smiled.

I looked to the side laughing. I could never look in his eyes, every time I did I ended up laughing or smiling. Even when I was angry at him, I just couldn't stop myself from smiling like a damn idiot. He just had that effect on me.

"Damn, you would think after all this time your shy ass would get used to me." he said lifting my chin up.

I blushed putting my head into his chest.

"You don't be acting all shy in the bedroom though. I be tearing that ass up, you be in there "ohhhh daddy, right there. Right there'." he teased.

I gasped, hitting him. I covered his mouth to stop him. I don't know what it was, but I felt so embarassed around him. But he was right, when we had sex its like all that shy shit disappeared. I know I am young, but its like he made me feel like a woman. Like I had nothing to be shy about.

"I hate your long neck ass." I said pushing him and pouting.

"Awww you mad? you only mad because its true. And I know your ass ain't trying to ride nobody." he said.

"No I'm not, please I'm sorry." I giggled. Keith is a master flamer, once he is on your ass it is hard to get him off.

He's just like that in the bed room too.

"That's what I thought." he placed me on the counter, standing between my legs.

"You lucky I love you." I said.

"Oh is that right?" he questioned.

Usually I said liked, instead of love. I don't know what was wrong with me, I guess my heart spoke before my mind could. I never told him I loved him, now my heart was racing because I didn't know if he felt the same way and I didn't want to scare him. We only been dating for 6 months, but I felt like I knew him forever.

Stupid right?
But I didn't care, my heart had Keith's name etched across it and there was no way I could get rid of that.

"What do you love about me?" he asked as he stared at me.

I looked down blushing and again he lifted my head up as I chuckled.

"Just speak from the heart." he said.

This man never ceased to amaze me, he actually wanted to hear what I had to say. This meant so much to me, especially since I felt my own parents never cared about how I felt or what I had to say. They often just made decisions for me and forced their dreams and goals on me, and never asked once about what I wanted.

I let out a breath. I looked into his eyes and the words begin to flow out: "Keith I love you and I can't honestly tell you why, but I can tell you how you make me feel. You make me feel as if I matter, I never feel good enough; but you make me feel as if I am worth something. You make me feel like life is worth it, I have been through so much shit and I never really cared about life until I met you. You make me smile from my heart, I look into your eyes and I feel like this is where I am supposed to be. I feel as if God placed you in my life for a reason. I honestly feel you are so strong and brave because God knew I needed someone to teach me how to be strong for myself, and you did that the for me. Before I moved here, I never imagined my life in the future. But now I can't see my future without you in it. There is no future without you and there is no me without you. You make me feel secure, like I found myself within you." I finished off, not wanting to go on and on.

"I'm sorry I didn't want to go on and on." I said as I shyly looked away.

Keith bit his lip and looked at me with those dark eyes I was so familar with, but I looked away.

"No one has ever said anything like to me, damn. I don't even know what to say." he said.

"You don't have to say anything, I know its too early to say you love me and I'm fine with that. I just want you to know I love you." I said.

"You know you talk too damn much right. Who said I didn't love you back?" he smirked.

My breath got hitched in my throat, I just stared at him for clarification. It's like my whole body was heated, which was a common reaction when I'm nervous. I finally broke from my trance and looked down smiling and back up quickly, knowing it bothered it him that I did that.

"You love me?" I said in a unbelievable tone, considering it's the first time we even mentioned the 'L' word, and this is the first time a man has something like that to me. Not just any man, but Keith.

Instead of answering, his eyes scanned my curvaceous body. He then ran his pink tongue across his lips, then he leaned in and placed his lips right on mine.

Just seeing him admire me, made me nervous and my center begin to liquify and wet the thin material of my underwear.

Instead of palming my ass like expected and wanting him to do, he grabbed my face. He caresses my cheek. He then stops and looks at me for a second.

"Yes I do" he breaths out.

The sexual tension that surrounded us caused me to pull his toned body closer to me by his waist, and immediately stuck my tongue in his mouth.

It was just something about Keith that made me want to place my big girl panties on and show him I am not scared of anything, including him.

Who am I kidding? I just didn't want Keith to think I'm just some little ass girl, and often find myself competing for his love. Although I knew he was faithful, I wasn't blind. I knew girls wanted him and that alone made me want to step my game up.

My right hand found its way onto the crouch of his pants and I begin rubbing his dick through his gym shorts.
"Oh shit, you want it like that?" He said in between kisses.

Every fiber in my body reacted to his manly hands that now roamed and found its way to my ass, and I shivered in response. His tongue begin to become the dominant and liking Keith being in control I let him have it. I ran my hands along his waves, a habit I picked up on when it came to being around him.

He grabbed my right leg, putting it around his waist. My reaction next was to wrap my other leg around him, I then grinded my clothed pussy against him. I told you Keith brings this side out of me.

"We can't do this in here, what if someone comes home?" I broke the kiss to ask because I was scared.

We were in his mom's house after all.

"You really do talk too much." he lifted me up and walked me to his room, still trying to peck me on his way there.

He placed me on the bed and crouched over me, he lightly tongued kissed me once again. Then went to my neck sucking and biting. As I attempted to rub his back and kiss the side of his face.

"Tell daddy that you want it." He said as he looked me in my eyes. As he held in my bottom lip between his teeth. At this point his tongue was playing with my bottom lip.

"Daddy I want it." I managed to whine out.

Although I only had sex with one other person other than Keith, I already knew nobody compared to Keith's dick and nobody ever would.

I became impatient, I was dripping wet and all he was doing was kissing me.

I wore a dress today for this very reason, easy access. Most of the time I wore sundresses because Keith loved the way it looked on me and because I knew we would end of fucking. No need for that extra shit, I know what I want and I know he wants it too.

I removed my panties and I hear him laugh from his throat.

"Damn you can't wait?"

"You talk too much." I said as I mocked him.

I removed my dress and left my bra on, I felt my tities were really small. However, of course Keith loved them. So he took it off for me, but I covered myself. He removed my hands and took my already erect left nipple in his mouth, I looked on as he licked and sucked on it. When he caught me looking I quickly closed my eyes, embarrassed by the situation. No matter how many times we have sex, I still get nervous.

He begin to leave a trail of kisses from my neck, to the top of my boobs, to my folded arms that shielded my chest once again. Just his warm tongue coming in contact with my skin made me shake again.

He smirked.

"I just want you to make love to me." I said almost out of breath.

I was horny as hell and him taking his time was not doing anything for me. I didn't even want my pussy ate, I just wanted him to fuck me.

Is that too much to ask?

He licked my lips and forced his tonuge in my mouth, he then took his middle finger and played with my clit. I moaned in response and tried to move his hand.

"Move your hand" he said simply in my ear then lightly kissed it. He started moving faster and faster, I couldn't take it. I bit hard on my bottom lip with tears forming in my eyes, at this point his two fingers were slightly penetrating me; all the while the four fingers on his left hand rubbed my pearl.

I leaned back on my elbows, giving Keith full access to my exposed breast. He took advantage of the site and took my left nipple in his mouth. Flicking his tongue harshly on my erect nipple, then teasing it with edges of his teeth. I sucked in a breath and forced out a 'Oh my God'.

I bit my lip trying to hold it together.

"Let that lip go, let it out. I want you to tell daddy how he makes you feel."

I purred in his ear, unable to speak.

"Ooooo." my mouth formed an O and got stuck just like that.

"POLICE OPEN UP THE DOOR!"

Keith backed up away from me looking at his closed door.

Then all of a sudden, I heard a loud thud.

Everything went by so fast. Before I knew it, about 10 police officers were in Keith's room and I was still naked. I screamed in response, wrapping the cover around myself. Then I jumped up to get my dress off the ground.

Two police officers tackled me, as three surrounded Keith with guns on him and the rest had guns on me.

I shrieked in pain as they twisted my arm behind my back. This shit was something out of a movie, I couldn't believe this was happening.

"MAN GET THE FUCK OFF HER! THAT'S A FEMALE! GET YOUR FUCKING HANDS OFF HER!" He tried to get to me, but they pushed him on the ground, shoving his head on the carpet.

I cried at the scene.

"Keith!" I screamed for him.

You ever love someone so much that if you see them in pain, it hurts you. That is exactly how I felt. I felt so helpless, I just sat there and cried in the carpet.

"SHUT THE FUCK UP!" one the men ordered me to hush.

"DON'T TALK TO HER LIKE THAT!" Keith yelled back.

One of them kicked him in the back, and then stepped on his neck.

"YOU KEEP YOUR MOUTH SHUT!" the one who kicked him yelled.

They escorted me out the room, in nothing but the sheet that was falling off me.

I looked outside to see nothing, but police cars outside and more officers.

Damn, all of this for Keith?

All he sell is damn dime bags, they acting like this nigga selling bricks of Cocaine.

I also saw nosey neighbors outside looking, I was so embarrassed being that I was caught at Keith's house and I was in nothing but a sheet.

The officers pushed me in the back of a police car, like I was a criminal.

Me!

A honor roll student, a part of student government, on the dance team, and had 3.9 GPA.

Why am I being treated like a criminal? What did he do? Where is Keith?

I search the scene in horror, praying no would recognize me. But being from Miami this scene of police was all too familiar and I begin to worry for Keith's safety. I examined the front of Keith's house, looking for him and/or listening for a gun shot. Not too long after that, they brought him outside.

Thank God they left the door open, I ran pass the officers surrounding me and got to Keith, not even caring the beige sheet was falling off of me.

I begin crying again.

"What did you do? What have you done?" I screamed at him, but still holding onto him.

I managed to look into his eyes and they were dark. Though we were just having sex and his eyes were dark with lust and want, this was different. The darkness held nothing, but emptiness within them.

No hope in them at all.

The Keith I knew I had a light in his eyes, but it seems it went out once the police busted into his room.

I looked at him through the blur of tears, and he never answered. I don't know what I was hoping he would say, I should've known better if the laws are around he's not going to speak.

He just tightened that sharp jaw that I loved to place kisses on and he looked to the left at the ground.

They dragged me off of him and pinned me to the ground.

"GET ON THE GROUND!" The two polices that held me down yelled.

"Keith! What did he do? What did he do?" I pleaded with the officers.

He looked at me through the window of the police car, once they placed him inside.

"Your little boyfriend is a murder." one of the officers holding me down replied.

~FLASHBACK OVER

I blinked away the tears that pricked my eyes, that was the worse day of my life and even now I am reliving it over and over again.

I love Keith just like I did then.

Maybe I was still holding onto him because we didn't get that chance at life like I had hoped, maybe because I was there through the whole court process, maybe because he was still sitting behind bars and I was out here living my life.

Whatever it was, I knew Keith would be disappointed that I was here, reliving that day over and over again.

I sighed.

"Time to get this bag."

I hopped out the car, grabbing my purse along with me. I shut the car door behind me, pressing my lock button on my 2018 all black Range Rover and begin walking towards the studio.

Tayler's POV Ends