Free Ain't No Wifey by Jahquel J. Page A

been in California for a couple days, she managed to sign Milan up for school. She was attending USC and majoring in biological science because she wanted to become a doctor. Minka set her up with a dorm, and paid all the tuition fees so she didn’t have to ask Morocco’s snotty ass for anything, since they were going broke.
                  Minka hadn’t told Meghan and Sasha the good news yet; she hadn’t even seen her fiancé since the day he proposed to her three weeks ago. Micah didn’t even know she was in California, he just knew she was alive and that’s how she liked it. No man keeping tabs on her, fiancé or not.
    The waiter put Minka’s salad with avocados and shrimp down and two Caesar salads for Meghan and Sasha and refilled their champagne glasses.
    “What’s the news that got me out here in stuck up Beverly Hills?” Meghan laughed, eating her salad.
    “Bitch, please you know you missed your sister and had to come see her.” Minka sucked her teeth. Knowing they never spent more than a couple weeks away from each other. Sasha was on the west coast with Donovan so Meghan was bound to make the trip anyway.
    “Shut up hating , Minka.” Sasha giggled.
    “Alright , I called you here to let you know I got engaged. Don’t go asking me about a wedding, we didn’t plan that far. It’s like a promise ring with a wedding sometime in the future. He wants to be with me and I want to be with him.” Minka flashed her ring and damn near blinded Meghan and Sasha.
    “Who is the lucky man?” Megan squeaked with joy.
    “You never guess who… Micah.”
    “ Minka, I’m so happy for you, gurl! You deserve to be happy and Micah is a great guy. I met him a couple times through Donovan and he’s awesome. It takes a real kind of man to commit to what he wants and you got that.” Meghan got up and hugged Minka, while Sasha sat looking surprised. She realized they were looking at her and she had to throw her happy hat on.
    “ Minka, you know I’m maid of honor and I’m throwing the bachelorette party, bitch. Let’s toast to this.” Sasha managed to say without an ounce of envy in her voice but she wanted to throw up with the thought of Minka with Micah being engaged. They each toasted to Minka having finally found Mr. Right, and ate their lunch.
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    Sasha
                  Sasha walked into Donovan’s house and threw her Chanel bag across the room, she was just that mad. She punched the air like she was doing Taebo and screamed obscenities. She was so damn angry she couldn’t contain it. She had been doing well with controlling her anger but now this news was making it come back out and she wasn’t going to control it. How could Micah propose to that slut bitch and not her? She wanted to be his everything but Micah didn’t even notice she was around.
    “Sasha , what the hell you up here tripping for? I know that $5,200 bag ain’t on the floor like I ain’t just bought it last week!” Donovan exclaimed as he came up the stairs from his home studio.
    “I just had rough day. Damn , a bitch can’t come home and vent to herself?” Sasha huffed.
    She picked her bag up and stomped upstairs to the bedroom. Sasha went into her section of Donovan’s enormous closet and sat under her long gowns where she wasn’t visible . She didn’t need Donovan coming and bothering her; the sight of him turned her off and made her infuriated.
                  A year ago, Sasha met Micah in Miami at a charity event for kids with Autism. Her PR firm was doing PR for the event. Micah donated a lot of money and was very warm and kind to the children. Sasha immediately took a liking to him especially when she heard he was a NFL player. She wanted the happy ending. She was infatuated with Micah.
    Sasha followed him around the event like a puppy.