August Alsina as London Knews- King

Monica POV- We just finished having sex and I'm annoyed he wants to cuddle with me. I don't have time for this.

"London, I have to go." London sits up, "Why?" Monica slips on her shirt and shoes, "Please don't start this."

"Start with what? I thought we had something more than what's in between these sheets."

"You know I care about you London but its just not like that."

"You know you've been acting real funny since---"

"Dont London. You're just like my parents, you don't know how to let it go. You always go there! I'm fine! I'm so sick oh this mushy emotional bullish*t with everybody. Goodbye."

With that Monica walked out not looking back. She wanted to erase the past and she wish that sometimes she could be a little more soft but she was who she was. As she walking in the sore she went to grab a beer. Her and the guy reached for it. They debated on who should take it but he insisted, she did, paid and left.

When she arrived home to her two bedroom, two bathroom brick home. Her phone rung. "Hello."

"Sup?"

"Hey Malachi."

"What ya doing?"

"Just feed Popcorn (her puppy) and bout to watch TV and fall asleep. Where your mom and dad at?"

"In their bedroom doing it. Any plans for your birthday?"

"How bout we go to the beach?"

"Alright. Talk to you later."

Malachi is one of Monica's friends from childhood, like since birth. Their parents were like family and his parents were like aunt and uncle. Monica and Malachi had their time when she was teenage and up where they messed around, he even took her virginity.

Monica fell asleep... in her dreams, "Babe wake up." She saw these grey eyes. The guy comes down and kisses her lips. They were so soft and she grabs his head for more. He starts biting on her neck finding her spot making her moan and grab is hair. She then takes in his inches as he pushes further in her, "Dont stop daddy." He turns her over on all fours pulling her hair back, "You like when daddy pull your hair." She moans and screams as he pulls her hair and smack her from behind going in deeper, "YES! OH GOD YEAH! I'm about to---"

Monica jump up out her sleep and looks around. She realized her sheets was wet. Of course this have happened before but never about a strange guy she didn't know. All she knew he had soft black hair, tattoos and grey eyes and was thick. She dials the number of her other childhood friend, Eve. Eve answers the phone groggy, "Hello?"

"GIRL WAKE UP. I JUST HAD THIS DREAM."

"You're always dreaming something weird Mon. Go back to sleep and wait until the morning."

"It was a sex dream."

"I'm up, what's sup."

"I knew your nasty behind would get up for that."

"Who was it? Was he fine girl? Was it Malachi? London?"

"I don't know and no and no. And he seemed like he was fine. His voice and dominance. He was tearing that thang up."

"Okay how you not whether he was fine or not."

"Eve, it was so random. I never seen this guy before and the scary little thing I notice, he had a ring on."

"So, so does Malachi but its a class ring."

"No but his was a band. A silver band with small diamonds."

"So this guy was married but had some money. Hey!!!"

"Yeah but married and I was sleeping with him."

"Okay. Well what's the problem. You don't like being tied down so this is right up your alley. You don't do relationships."

"And for good reasons. Last boyfriend I had I cheated on him with Malachi. But in all fairness I told him that I wasn't cut out for relationships, I was honest up front. And plus I'm too young and gave my whole life ahead of me for marriage and commitment and if I die not married, I'm cool with that."

"Every guy isn't your father Monica." Tears formed in Monica's eyes as she sat at the edge of her bed, "Talk to me Monica."

"Its just that... he was so horrible. My mom, we, his whole family, loved him with everything. We supported and loved him but why was he so mean, especially to my mom. I think about the pain and how he broke our hearts and family and I built up resentment. He was a nasty bastard."

"MONICA!"

"Don't Monica me."

"Listen, I know he putting a hurting on y'all and destroyed but you have to forgive him, not for him but for you."

"I wish I could but right now I just can't."

"Crazy how our conversations end up like this."

Monica wipes her tears, "I know. We were talking about sex and it lead to my father. And I hate the control he have, I hate it but its just so hard to look at men the same. I started to care about Malachi in ways friends don't supposed to but after that, no. And London, I care for him but its not like and I feel like he tries to pressure me to be ready for commitment and marriage, I'm not ready to be with me, I don't think I ever will. I mean I care about him and we will always be friends and like family to me."

"Its crazy how life turns out. Are you still going to the Steelers game with me?"

"Yeah. Fo' sure. Got the hat and customized wrist Steelers bandana, ya know it. And plus that's the only day I got off from the library and The Chill Grill.
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Steelers Game (Monica outfit in MM)
Monica and Eve arrived early for the game making sure they had snacks. The game started twenty minutes later and they were the loudest ones on the bleachers. During half-time they were standing up dancing on the bleachers as Nicki and Bey performed with Jay. They earned a lot of whistles from guys and girls rolling their neck and eyes hating.

"Keep hating. OH OH THATS MY JAM RIGT THERE! Go Beyoncé hey!"

"You are something else girl."

Monica noticed a particular group of guys watching them but she continued to dance and they must enjoyed the view because they didn't look away.

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Who do you think the guys are? Yall remember The Chill Grill from That's So Raven? What do you guys think about Monica and everyone so far? Continue? Who was the guy in the store? Thanks, share feedback and support and invite others. Ready to dig deep into Monica's past and what do you think about her dream? Thanks again Yours Truly 😉