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“… TyRik was a live spirit. You always knew that when he was around you would have fun. I remember one time when I was having some problems wit’ my girl, he told me “Man C’mon you cant be sittin’ up in this house all day! We finna go have some fun!” And that’s what we did too. We went out and had fun. I was always grateful to have a bestfriend like dat. He gon live on though… there wont eva be anotha like him.” Said Von.

He stepped down off the podium. We had been at Ricky’s funeral and it was now my time to speak.

I stood up and walked slowly towards the podium. Once I reached there I looked out towards the crowd of people. Everyone had a gloomy face and It tore my heart in two.

“Ricky was like a brother to me. I loved him. There arent too many people you can trust in this world but, I trusted him with all my heart because he’s always been there for me. You know how there’s just always that one person who you can run to for anything and you always know that no matter what… they’ll be there? Ricky was that for me. There isnt a single day that will go by and I wont remember all the good times we had, because he really did make my life special. Love him, miss him, and be proud of him. Because he came into this world strong, and we should have no doubt that he left it strong. Thank you.”

I walked back to my seat and sat right beside his mom. She gave me a hug and kissed my cheek. “He loved you so much baby… I’m so happy he had you in his life.”

I cried into her shoulder just as she did for me. “I loved him too.”

About two hours later we were leaving the funeral home and going to the burial site. I had rode in the limo with his mom because she had asked me too. Once we got where we were going, the first thing I looked at were the flowers on his coffin. I looked down to the ground and clutched my purse.

“I’m really sorry…” I heard a voice from behind me.

I turned to see Ty standing there.

I nodded my head and he stepped up closer to me and gave me a hug.

I hadnt seen him in a few days. Actually I hadnt seen hardly anybody in a few days except Danny. Neither me or her had really gone anywhere the past four days. It had been the hardest thing to do… Saying goodbye.

All I kept thinking about was the last thing I said to him. “Be careful…” I kept blaming myself for something I had no control over. Yet it still felt like my fault.

I stood there hugging Ty until the service was over.

“Want me to drive you home?”

I nodded my head.

We got into his car and the fifteen-minute drive over there was silent.

We pulled up to my complex and I couldn’t move.

“I don’t wanna go there… I wanna stay with you.”

“Huh?” He was trying to look at my face but I was staring up to my apartment complex. I was determined I wasn’t getting out of this car.

“I wanna go with you…”

“Are you… are you sure?”

I nodded my head. I was sure. I don’t know if it was because I was depressed, or if it was because I just needed to get away from it all… but I was sure that I wanted to be with him.

He pulled off and we made our way to where he lived. I had never seen where he lived but I knew we were no longer in south east D.C. I kept looking at the signs.

Wait…

“You live in V.A?”

He nodded.

“Yeah… you thought I lived in Southeast?”

“Yeah…”

“Oh nope. I used too, but when I turned eighteen I moved.”

“Oh… when was that?”

“A few months ago…” He said parking his car in front of a tall building.

It looked like it was about 20 floors. We went inside and we were in the lobby.

“Wassup G?”

There was a short bald guy standing by the door. I’m guessing he was the bellhop. I looked at his nametag and it said “George”. I smirked and waved as I walked past him.

He smiled and nodded.

There weren’t too many people standing around the lobby so getting on the elevator fast wasn’t a problem.

Ty hit the number 16 out of 21.

“That high huh?” I said looking at him.

“What? You don’t like heights?”

“No… not really.” I said.

He reached over and pulled me close. “You be aight.”

I looked up at him and smiled. “If you say so…”

When we got off the elevator he walked up to door 1608. I watched him pull his keys out of his pocket. I didn’t watch him unlock the door because I was too busy staring at his ass. His black jeans weren’t as low as he usually wore them because of the funeral and all. He had on a dressy white shirt and a black dressy jacket.

I was pulled out of my daze when he grabbed my hand and led me inside.

My mouth dropped. “Yo place is laid out!”

I was still standing close to the door and I saw the huge plasma screen T.V and the mini bar close to the island in the kitchen. His furniture looked untouched and the stereo system was up against the wall with speakers hanging above it on both sides.

“Thanks… thirsty?”

“Ginger ale?” I asked.

“Yeah… I be back.”

I nodded my hand and went to go hang up my jacket.

I had on a cute, black dress that came a little above my knees and some 3-inch heels. You wouldn’t have automatically assumed I was coming from a funeral unless you asked. I liked it that way though; who wants a bunch of people feeling sorry for them?

“Here you go.” He came back and handed me a glass of ginger ale. I was sitting on the couch but I hadn’t touched the T.V or anything.

It was quiet, but not uncomfortable. We were both just trynna get a feel of one another. We had never really been alone like this so now was the best time to do so.

“So… how you feel?”

“Been better.” I said.

He nodded slowly. I could tell he was trying to figure out what to say.

“Look.” I placed the glass down on a coaster. “Ricky was like a big brother to me. I had known him for a really long time.  In a world where you cant trust too many people… his friendship meant a lot to me. But if you don’t mind, I really just don’t wanna talk about him. Hurts too much.”

It got quiet again. “First funeral?”

“Second.”

“Who’s?” He asked looking at me.

“My father’s. He died about 8 years ago.”

“I wouldn’t know what happened to my father. He left me and my moms when I was just a baby.”

I looked over at him and I wasn’t sure if he was more angry or hurt by that fact.

I scooted closer to him and put an arm around him. “Ty… Tell me your real name.”

“Tyrone.”

I placed a hand over his heart. “Well, Tyrone. These get broken every day…” I paused to make sure he was looking me right in the eyes when I finished. “Promise you won’t break mine?”

He was quiet for a minute but his eyes were right on mine. “Promise.”

He leaned up and kissed me. It wasn’t my first time kissing him but it felt better than the first time. It was crazy how this guy who I’d barely known made me want him so bad. I wanted him more than I wanted anybody. I wanted him more than I had wanted my first; and I had wanted him bad.

He leaned me back onto the couch and started kissing on my neck and sucking on my neck. The smell that I loved so much about him turned me on so bad as he was on top of me.

He wasn’t being too rough but he wasn’t going slow either. He lifted me up off the couch and carried me to his bedroom. It was my first time being in it but I didn’t waste time looking around. He unzipped my dress from the back and slid it off leaving me in a black thong and matching bra.

I lay back as he took off his jacket and white shirt. He slid his shirtless body between my open legs and started sucking my neck again. He went down further until he reached my bra… then lower until he reached my panties. Once he slid off my panties and licked his index finger I braced myself.

He slid his finger inside me… then another.

“Ummm…” I was already moaning.

I was getting impatient though. I just wanted him inside me.

He must have sensed that because he sat up and removed the rest of his clothing.

You would think I should regret giving myself to him like this after only knowing him for a short time but it felt so right.

He plunged inside of me and It felt like I was still a virgin again. He was BIG and my first wasn’t this length or this thick.

“Ahhh…”

I arched my back up as he went in deeper. He put one hand on both side of my body as he came out but he went right back in. He kissed me again and after about a minute of getting used to his size it started feeling good.

He started speeding up and I liked the feeling.

He flipped me over so that I was on top of him. My personal favorite position. I started riding him and I could tell by his facial expressions that he loved it.

He pulled out before he came since he wasn’t wearing a condom.



We started kissing again. I was just so turned on by him it was ridicules. Seemed to me like if he wanted me hooked all he had to do was smile.

“Damn girl…”

I smiled. “What?”

He shook his head. “That was… wow.”

I placed a finger over his lips. “Shhh… don’t ruin it.”

I felt him become hard again and I was ready for another round.

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Sorry for the delay. i went to my big sis house this weekend & i took my niece and nephews trick or treating w/ my friends.

Funny moment from last night: Some lady gave my 3 year old nephew a dollar because she didnt have candy to give... this dude was like "What the hell? What the hell is this?!" OMG i was soooo embarrassed. I waited til i got up the street to laugh!