WUThe voices of each reporter, all overshadowed by the song in my head as i walked back into the van.  Slowly, enough to hear the soft clangs of the metal handcuffs against my wrists and i turned away from the press and their suffocating questions.  The security stretched his arms to push them back wards as i came down those steps before the hot flashes and the clicking of their cameras.  And while the distinct attorney gave the overall press conference, the door was shut.  The bangs. And the flashes. The clicking. The verdict.  And those Goddamn voices in my- **** "Fucking head" I gasped, jolting from my bed before i sighed at another consecutive nightmare.  And i fell back into the bed, my hands into my face.  TWO WEEKS LATER 

MARIA  My gaze buried deep into the swirling of the coffee i had in my hands and i could swear it reflected right in my pupils, perhaps that was what Marc looked at.  He pulled away as the smell drifted past my nose with the heat and i smiled. The smell of sweet, fresh coffee.  That was underrated and the sight of a sexy man in an apron too.  I bit my lip as he stole a kiss, juggling the pan in his hands which held the pancakes before dishing them unto the plates.  He glided his hips stiffly from each sides to the sound of a latin music as maybe a way to impress me.  But he already did. And i wish I could tell him, there was no need, Marc.  But God, i loved his moves. And his hair and his food.  I loved him- And the hot coffee in my hands. 

AALIYAH"Ah-" I groaned as i struggled to sit, my legs swinging from the edge of the bed, after which i sighed.  "You don't need to stress yourself honey" My mother's hands dug into my messy curls as i stood.  "You still need some rest" She said, her hands trialing down my bony cheeks and across my neck.  "I can't stay here all da-" I was interrupted by a cough as i waved it off, making my way to the bathroom.  For a moment, i stared at the back of my palms, with a scar from the intravenous and i looked to the mirror before brushing my hair to side with a sigh.  I was so happy i didn't get to loose my hair but some times, i wondered if cancer was somewhat better -either way, there wasn't so much difference, with the timeline or the prognosis or the pills.  And the regular hospital visi

WUI put up my grey hoodie that managed to shield a side of my face as i also pocketed my gloved hands.   I took in a deep breath before crossing over the road and towards a fence with a metal gate from which was guarded by a black American with tattoos imprinted all over his face.  He adjusted on sighting me, in a way that pushed forward his broadened muscled chest before he cleared his throat. I just stood there before he spoke.  "What do you want?" His words came masked in both this pungent cigarette smell and his thick African accent and then i snapped out of all the thinking.  "Hey. Wu" It took a while to realize how effeminate my voice compared to his and he looked around.  "I came alone. I need to see blackeye" I said before suddenly a piece of clothe enveloped my sight and then my face as I felt my legs being f

AALIYAHIn that moment when her door had unlocked and she jogged towards the driveway in her sweatpants, i came out of the car to the displeasure on her face.  "Look, I'm sor-" I started, barely getting enough to time to shut the car door befshe waved me off with her palms. "Aaliyah, what are you doi-" I sighed.  "No. Please. Listen to me. I was wrong to leave earlier because we're friends-" I said, stepping close enough to see her signature eye roll. "Apparently, friends that betray each other-" She muttered under her breath.  "No. We're sisters and I can see that you're hurting and you're not angry with me, Wu" I literally pointed out.  "I'm not going to leave no matter how pissed or angry you are. After all, i got my fair share of incarceration. I had to live with the guilt of what i had done" I added.  "And yet, all i held unto