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  My Best Friend’s Man

  P. Dotson

  Copyright © 2014 P. Dotson

  Published by Write House Publishing under Tiece Presents

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  This is a work of fiction. Any references or similarities to actual events, real people, living or dead, or to the real locals are intended to give the novel a sense of reality. Any similarity in other names, characters, places, and incidents are entirely coincidental.

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  Acknowledgements

  First I would like to give honor to my Lord and Savior for his grace and mercy, for seeing me this far in life. I may not have everything I want, but I sure have everything I need.

  I would like to also thank First Lady Tiece and Write House for allowing me to join the team. I hope to make you proud. Tiece, thank you for your words of wisdom and being patient with a sistah. Thank you

  To my best friend, my ace, my boon, my koon. My A1 since day 1. We shared the womb together I love you girl. My twin sister Puroney. Thank you for pushing me and driving me, telling me to get off Facebook and get to writing. Thank you for your motivation and believing in me. I believe we can take this literary world by storm. Whether it’s you or me sis, they will see the last name Dotson on the New York Times best sellers list. Keep striving girly we both will get there.

  To my Big Brother Sterling, My nephews Sterling, and Devin, Cousin Krystal, My Cousin Jessica, Sister n law Tammy, Niece Shabreya B, thank you for believing in me. Thanks for the support and motivation. Thank you for taking the time out to read my work.

  Sky Grid, Karen M, Melissa S, Keieve C (girl I know I messed that up) Vermille C, Cynn B, thank you for your support.

  To all other fans of my work thank you for supporting. I hope I continue to put out work that you all will enjoy.

  I saved the best for last, my beautiful Mother Ellen. You raised both me and my sister to the best of your ability. I know it was hard starting over again at the age of forty-two being a single mother, but you did it. You always thought of us as a blessing. You always say the Lord took two from you and gave you two more. I love you mom. Thank you for keeping me on track, even at times when I wasn’t in the mood to hear what you had to say. You really didn’t care whether I wanted to or not because you were going to say it anyway (smile) I know I still have a long way to go in life but I’ll get there eventually. I’m going to make you proud. Just sit back and watch.

  Dedication

  This book is dedicated to my two beautiful children Xavier and Alexis. Mommy loves you kisses.

  Table of Contents

  Prologue

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Chapter 9

  Chapter 10

  Chapter 11

  Chapter 12

  Chapter 13

  Chapter 14

  Chapter 15

  Chapter 16

  Chapter 17

  Chapter 18

  Chapter 19

  Chapter 20

  Chapter 21

  Chapter 22

  Chapter 23

  Chapter 24

  Chapter 25

  Chapter 26

  Chapter 27

  Chapter 28

  Prologue

  It was hot as hell outside, but my parents didn’t care. My father was passed out drunk and my mother couldn’t stand the sight of me, so she sent me outside for the day. As soon as I stepped outside, the flies attacked me. I did my best to shoo them away as I plopped down on my front step. I looked from my right to my left. The neighborhood looked surprisingly lonely, just like me.

  My stomach was empty and it reminded me every ten minutes when it growled like I could do something about it. I sat on my front step bent over, slowly rocking back and forth doing all I could to curve my hunger pains. I tried to think about the math problems we were learning in school.

  I hated school. It was the beginning of the school year and just like last year I was the school fun dummy. I was the brunt of my many jokes. My nickname was Pissy Roxie. I could see why they called me that though. That’s what I smelled like.

  I’m seven years old and I have an embarrassing problem. I’m a bed wetter. I don’t know if it’s my nerves or what. It seems to happen in spells. I can go many nights without wetting the bed then, out of the blue I’ll wake up one morning in my own piss and I will continue that cycle for a few days then stop.

  As a punishment my mother would send me to school in the same clothes I wore that night. It really didn’t make much difference anyway. My mother rarely took the time out of her so called busy schedule to do anything for me. She never cooked or cleaned. She’s was always too busy faking the funk for her so called friends... She wanted to feel important so bad it was pathetic. She did everything under the sun from stealing, to fucking the next woman’s man in order to keep up with the jonses’. She just wanted to fit in with the rich and famous. Little did she know they still talked about her trifling ass behind her back!

  My stomach began to growl again and I bawled up tighter and rocked a little harder. The summer heat suffocated my body making the stench I carried stronger. I hated my life. I felt the tears as they fell from my eyes. I envied the kids at school with their perfect lives. Why couldn’t my parents love me like I deserved to be loved? I didn’t ask to be born. If they didn’t want me why did they have me in the first place? I hated my parents, yet loved them at the same time.

  “Pissy, pissy Roxie!”

  My head bolted up. I could feel my heart beating in my chest as I looked into the eyes of Big Tina. Her two flunkies Rita and Rose stood behind her loudly smacking on their chewing gum.

  Tina had the nerve to call me Pissy Roxie, but her arms smelled like a fresh cold cut sub with extra onions. She needed a bath just as bad as I did, but nobody dared to call her big ass out on it. She was the school bully. She’d been held back two times and was dumber than a doorknob. She wasn’t cute at all. She was a dusty looking, big yellow girl, with bad hair. She could barely fit it into a ponytail. What she had sitting on top of her head wasn’t a ponytail. Instead, it kind of looked like the nub one of our school teachers, Mr. Taylor’s, who lost part of his finger when he was cutting grass one day, with a rubber band wrapped around it.

  I couldn’t stand her big ass. Everybody in our grade was scared of her and just to stay off her of shit list they jumped on the tease Roxie bandwagon. I wasn’t afraid of her big ass either. If it were one on one, I would beat her ass quicker than she stole something, but she never went anywhere without her flunkies.

  “Pissy Roxie,” she said again sucking her teeth.

  We stared each other down as I contemplated on whether or not I should make a run for it. Before I could decide on what I wanted to do, she was in my face. She looked at me with her nose turned up. For me to smell so bad, she sure was invading my space. My first instinct was to push her ass, but I didn’t because I knew her two flunkies would be ready to jump if I did.

  “You better get out my face before I tell my Mama,” I said rolling my eyes.

  “Damn, ya breath smells like shit,” she said standing back up and holding her nose. Rita and Rose laughed like it was the funniest thing they had heard in weeks. She was right. My mom didn’t even have the decency to buy me a toothbrush.

  “That’s just your upper lip,” I snapped ro
lling my eyes. Even though it was three against one and it was clear that I would more than likely get my ass beat, I couldn’t control the rage that began to build on the inside of me. I wasn’t in the mood for her today. I was hot and hungry, two combinations that don’t mix.

  “You trying to be smart?” she asked poking me in the chest.

  “No, I’m just being honest,” I said standing up. I could tell by the look in her eyes that she was a little scared, but she wouldn’t show it in front of her flunkies.

  Why couldn’t she just leave me alone? My life was already messed up and she had to add her two cents in the mix. At that moment, I felt so alone. My parents were in the house, but they could care less about what happened to me. I would give anything in the world just to feel love or be loved. That’s all I wanted. I don’t think I’m asking too much. I was so into my thoughts that I let my guard down. The next thing I knew I was on my behind again staring up at the beast.

  I was so mad, I jumped up before she could say Amen. I pushed her ass so hard she fell and bounced onto the ground. I started to turn and run into the house because I knew it would only be seconds before Tina and her gang came after my ass. Before I could move, there was a gush of water aimed directly at Tina. I couldn’t see where the source of water was coming from because a big bush by our doorstep shielded my savior.

  I couldn’t even contain my laughter as Tina and her flunkies ran off my lawn. They were talking stuff the whole time as they ran for cover. It was a rather nice day for a rain shower anyway. The water flow finally stopped. I cautiously walked down the steps. My voice got caught in my throat as I looked at the most beautiful chocolate girl I’ve ever seen. She smiled at me and I could feel myself blush.

  She dropped the hose beside her and walked towards me holding out her hand. “Hi, my name is Savannah. We just moved next door,” she said nodding her head towards the house sitting next to us.

  “Hi,” I said after a few seconds flew by. I didn’t know what was wrong with me, but I couldn’t get it together. I couldn’t stop staring at her, she was so beautiful. I remember seeing the movers a few days before school started, but I never got a chance to see the people who would be living there.

  “I can’t stand Tina,” she said shaking her head. “She tried to start some stuff with me the other day, but I wasn’t having it,” she said rolling her eyes as she placed her hand on her hip. “What’s your name?”

  “Roxie.”

  “It’s nice to meet you Roxie,” she said holding her hand out to me again. As soon as I took her hand in mine I felt a weird feeling in between my thighs. “Well, see ya,” she said giving me her beautiful smile.

  “Wait,” I said grabbing her arm. Then I quickly snatched it away like I had touched something hot. “I’m sorry,” I said putting my head down. I just didn’t want her to leave yet.

  “It’s okay,” she said placing her hand on her hip again. “What’s up?”

  “Will you be my friend?” I asked slowly looking up at her. I braced myself for her rejection. Nothing in my life has ever gone right, so why would it now?

  “Sure,” she smiled.

  Chapter 1

  Roxie

  I’m always on CP time and I knew my bestie was probably passed the point of pissed by now. She said she had a surprise for me and she wanted to meet up for a late lunch. It better be good since she’s been acting shady lately. The time on my watch read a little after five and I was supposed to meet her at four. My cell phone began to sing and I kindly ignored it without hesitation. I pulled into the Chili’s parking lot nearly colliding with a Toyota Camry. Despite it being my error, I flipped the driver the bird and kept it moving. I checked my appearance in the mirror while I parked. My lips looked a little dry so I added some Mac lip gloss.

  “Perfect,” I said out loud to myself.

  Of course, when I stepped out of my all black Range Rover all eyes were all me. Yes, I was a bad bitch and I knew it. With the body of a video vixen, green eyed, red bone and long hair to match, Beyoncé ain’t got shit on me. I didn’t even acknowledge the car horn that beeped at me as I stood outside of my Range and checked out my reflection in the driver’s side window. I adjusted my Vera Wang dress that hugged me like a second skin.

  I started to make my way towards the restaurant, but I forgot to grab my purse and cell phone. I really didn’t need my purse because I knew my bestie was going to front the bill like she always did, but it did compliment my dress, so I figured I’d grab it just for show. I did a U-turn, quickly opened the door and grabbed both my purse and cell phone before heading back towards the restaurant. It wasn’t really crowded, which was cool with me. After a long night with my freak of the week, I wasn’t in the mood to be around a lot of people anyway. My first initial thought was to cancel with the bestie, but I decided not to. I haven’t seen much of her lately and I wondered what was up with that. The hostess asked me if I needed any help, but I rudely ignored her and scanned the crowd until I spotted my bestie waving her arm in the air.

  “Hey chick,” I squealed as I hugged her like I hadn’t seen her in years. I really didn’t want to let her go. I missed her that much.

  “Hey yourself,” she responded with an attitude as she released herself from my strong embrace.

  From the look on her face, I could tell she wasn’t happy. I couldn’t really blame her though. I was late and I didn’t even give her the courtesy of a phone call, but like always I knew she couldn’t stay mad at me for long. We sat down and I immediately frowned at the half eaten plates that occupied the table.

  “You started without me?” I asked feeling hurt that she didn’t wait for me. The fact that I was late went well over my head.

  “Don’t start Roxie,” Savannah said rolling her eyes. She sat back down at the table and began eating her food.

  She wasn’t the least bit worried about my feelings and I was feeling some kind of way about it. I wouldn’t do her like that, but I guess some people don’t show you the same respect that you show them. I grabbed a piece of shrimp off of her plate and got over my feelings. I could get a little dramatic at times and I knew that was something I needed to work on.

  “Anyway. Wait is somebody else here with you?” I asked feeling my jealousy streak about to rear its ugly head.

  I looked around the restaurant before looking back at Savannah. She looked at me sideways, but I didn’t give two shits. She was the only bitch I rocked with and I hated when she tried to add other chicks into the mix. It never worked out and I wish she would stop trying.

  “Oh, that’s someone special I want you to meet,” Savannah said flashing her kool-aid smile.

  “Really Vee? You know I don’t rock with a lot of bitches,” I said agitated.

  I looked around for the server. I needed a drink and quick. This was starting off wrong already. I could feel my inner bitch attempting to make an appearance. I took a deep breath and quickly calmed her ass down.

  “Why do you refer to females as bitches?” She asked with a frown on her face.

  “I refer to niggas as bitches too.” She shook her head at my answer and I laughed. “No, for real, why do you always try to add chicks into the circle. You know bitches don’t like me. I mean come on, really, look at me. I wouldn’t like me either.”

  She cocked her head to the side and smirked. “Don’t worry it’s not a female and not everyone is jealous of you Roxie. You might just want to re-evaluate your attitude.”

  I waved her off with my hand. “I don’t need to re-evaluate anything. As long as I got you I’m good.”

  She gave me this look that I didn’t particularly like, but I didn’t speak on it. Savannah was like the sister I always wanted. When my parents finally died in a car accident, her family welcomed me in as their own and we have been thick as thieves since. Every now and then someone would try to come in and break the bond that we shared, but I wasn’t having that. I hated sharing especially when it came to Vee.

  “Hey, baby.”

/>   I immediately frowned at the sight of this younger version of Morris Chestnut as he bent down and hugged Savannah. I knew my emotions were written all over my face, but I didn’t care. This is the shit I’m talking about. She can’t leave well enough alone. It’s just supposed to be us two, but obviously I’m not enough to make her happy. My feelings were hurt and I could feel my insides boiling.

  “Heyyyyy,” Savannah squealed. She had a huge smile on her face. My insides began to hurt because I haven’t seen her smile like that since Brandon. “Roxie, this is Brian.”

  “It’s a pleasure to meet you,” he said holding out his hand. He actually held it there expecting me to take it.

  I gave him the screw face and turned to Savannah. “Really, Vee. So I guess this is the little surprise you had for me? Is he the reason you been acting all shady lately.” People were giving us odd stares left and right, but I wasn’t fazed. My emotions were getting the best of me and I was about to go in full bitch mode. “I can’t do this with you right now. When are you going to learn Vee?” I asked standing up grabbing my purse and cell phone. “Holla at me when you finally come to your senses.”

  I stomped outside like I was a five-year-old child instead of a grown ass woman. I made it to my truck within a mere minute. I looked over my shoulder pissed that Savannah didn’t follow me. My nostrils flared in anger as I opened the door and hopped in. My cell phone still hadn’t bothered to ring and that pissed me off even more. I threw my purse in the passenger side seat as I unlocked my phone and dialed Savannah’s number. She didn’t pick up.

  “Bitch,” I mumbled to myself. I placed my phone beside my purse and shook my head. “Here we go,” I muttered to myself.

  I hated to put Vee through this again, but she has always been one of those types who had to learn things the hard way. Brian was like all the rest I could see it in his eyes. I knew this would break her heart but like always I would be there to pick up the pieces.