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Date Posted: 12:41:13 08/05/02 Mon
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Bernice Grandberry
's message, "Re: Diva B Productionz Presents...*Another Black Story*" on 12:37:05 08/05/02 Mon
“Why? You know they kiss and grind on all them other girls all them other nights? What makes you special? Yall need to realize the truth. They don’t trust no girls no more. Who can they trust? They can’t put the boys that use them from the ones that’s real, so I mean, it ain’t like you gon’ be the lucky girl one day. I love B2K and Jarell and everything, but they’re paid to act the way they act. They’re suppose to be nice, hug you, tell you you’re beautiful and all that crap. Let us be real here,” Lyla said looking back at me. “You agree with me Macy, don’t know?”
I refilled four full glasses of milk and three full stacked plates of homemade chocolate chip cookies. “Um, I’m gon’ have to be with Shay on this one Ly because I love De’Mario and I ain’t never giving up hope to be with him. So, you on your own on this one baby girl,” I replied sitting the cookies on the table. We sat at the table continued talking about Dynasty and B2K, of course. The doorbell began to ring. I excused myself to answer the door and a dude in a tuxedo tall, dark and very handsome is standing with a red rose in his hand and a gift bag.
“Hello. Is Marcianna L.W. here?”
“I’m Macy. And you are?” I asked as he pulled up his top hat so I could get a better look at his face.
“Reggie, babe, what’s up?”
“I was on my way to the banquet hall for my dad’s job thing”
“You coulda called me and I would have came ya know. I wanna support and be there too”
“Yeah I know, but it’s aiight”
“You look great sweetie,” I complimented him adjusting his hat tilting it to the side. He laughed.
“I was umm, thinking about you and I got you this and this,” He said handing me the gifts in his hand. The bag was sealed.
“Ah sweetie thanks. What made you-”
“Oh I’on know. I was missing you, but I better go because they expecting me,” He replied giving me a kiss on the cheek. I just couldn’t understand why he was being so…different. That’s Reggie for ya. I ain’t gon’ complain. I just sighed and closed the door watching him through the window until he drove away.
“Look, look, look. Reggie came over and gave this to me. Ain’t he so sweet?” I bragged sitting back at the table with the girls.
“Ow, ow, lemme open it,” Nicole demanded.
“Naw, it’s miiinnneeesss. Not yooourrsss. Lemme open it,” I started to remove the staples and looked inside the baf.
“What is it?” Roshay asked.
“I smiled. It was a light blue glitter bear that help a white heart that read “You’re Magnificent!” along with a letter.
“Girl, he just got you a bear? I know Reggie got some money. He trippin.” Roshay said grabbing another cookie.
“No, girl, I don’t have this bear. We went to the mall once and I saw this one, and I just had ot get it. I just didn’t have the money. Oh my goodness, isn’t it so cute?”
“Cute! He shoulda stapled some money to that bag or something. What the letter say?” Roshay asked.
“Oh I can’t read this to yall. Yall probably gon’ laugh at it or something”
“Girl, whatever we hear between Dynasty, stays in Dynasty, so let us hear it,” Roshay said. Well, she was right. I started to unfold it and began to read it allowed:
“Dear Macy,
You know how you girls always be putting that long junk at the top of a letter? I always wondered what was the point. Is it like a secret code to tell us something or what? I mean, what’s up with that? I was just wondering. Anyways, hey boo. I been constantly thinking about you, which is weird because it gets hectic in my head that I get headaches. Why you do to me girl? I ain’t trippin’ though because you are the pupil of my eye. I don’t know what to say Macy. I have so much to say, but it’s just never the right time. I care about you so much, it sometimes hurts me to even see you in pain. I want you to love me, be happy with me and most of all trust me. I want you to trust me. I don’t like those boys B2K. Why they got the have your love like that? You love them too much, girl. Is that Raz B all you talk about sometimes? I mean, damn. He can’t in no way compare to me. Last night when you feel asleep, I was still awake and I could hear you Macy. I heard you say Mario in your sleep and that troubled me. All of a sudden you having dreams of that nigga like he all special? He gay. I know it. Anyways, I just wanted to get some thoughts on paper. This letter ain’t much, but it sure makes me feela heck of a lot better. Tell Nicole and Roshay I said “hi” because I know they noisy asses reading this too. I love ‘em anyways. Thinking of you each day makes my day a bit better. Love ya.
--Reggie
I refolded the letter just as we finished the first plate of cookies. I couldn’t even remember the dream I had of Mario, not even a little. I wish I had.
“Reggie ain’t gotta be calling us out like that. He so silly,” Nicole laughed looking at the letter again.
“I know. What you suppose got him wildin’ about you having this dream? It’s only a dream,” Roshay said getting up and going to get more milk.
“I don’t even know girl. I don’t even remember the dream. He’s just so jealous hearted. He doesn’t like to be shared between somebody else, but I don’t even know Mario like that. That’s what’s funny,” I said looking over at Lyla with her head down on the table.
“Hmm…that’s true. He loves you though. Ah, that’s so cute! Damn it, I need a man!” Rohay yelled laughing. We all started laughing. Lyla got up to go to the bathroom. We didn’t pay her much mind anyway.
HOLLA BACK!!!!
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