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the living room and then three seconds later the bedroom light came on. I shook my head because I realized that nothing about her had changed. Not even her movement throughout her apartment. Like clockwork, she’d always turn on the living room light as soon as she walked into the apartment, followed by her going straight to her bedroom and turning on the light as well. She was afraid of the dark. She would never sleep without some kind of light around her. Her TV ran all night long most of the time. I’ve heard people say that when a person is afraid of the dark, that’s because they are the devil. I never believed it until now.
    It was only a matter of time before the fires of hell rain down on her stupid, scary ass.
     
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    Where the Fuck Am I Going Now?- Chapter Ten
    I wished like hell I could’ve gotten a chance to beat Diamond’s snitching ass up.
    Luckily for her, I changed my mind and decided to come at her another way. I realized I do a lot of things on impulse. I never really thought things out, which was why things around me always seemed to fall apart.
    As I drove away from the old neighborhood it dawned on me that I had nowhere to go. I couldn’t go back to the hotel for fear that my life could be in danger. So where in the hell was I going to lay my head tonight? One part of me wanted to stick my pride in my pocket and call my ex-boyfriend Devin. Sure he was a self-centered asshole who couldn't keep his dick in his pants. Besides the issues with his cheating he was a big liar. I couldn’t count the times that sorry ass nigga got caught in a whole bunch of lies. After a couple of years of his bullshit I finally threw in the towel. Don’t get me wrong, Devin was a handsome ass guy. He even had a body to die for, and did I mention how good his fuck game was? He had my dumb ass open. I couldn’t see the forest from the trees. Anything he said was always written in stone. Self-esteem issues were a huge factor in that relationship.
    So today, I was so glad I could call him tonight and ask him to let me sleep over and not feel the pressures of fucking him to do so. After all, the bastard owed me. And I intended to collect. I mean, all I wanted was a warm bed to sleep in tonight and in the morning I would be gone.
    I wasn’t sure if he had the same number but nothing beats a failure but a try. I pulled over to a service station off Military Highway, because I noticed they had a pay phone outside. Bishop had a lot of change in the armrest, so I dug in and grabbed two quarters. It felt foreign for me to be using a pay phone. I mean, who done that these days? Everyone I’ve run into had a cell phone, so I couldn’t believe that pay phones still existed. Not to mention, who'd think I would need to use one? I felt really weird.
    After I dialed Devin’s cell phone number I crossed my fingers and hoped that he’d answer my call even though he didn’t recognize the number. He was big on not taking calls when he didn’t recognize the number. I just hoped that this time it would be different. The phone rang four times on my end and when it sounded as if it was about to go to his voicemail, I hurried up and disconnected the line. When the money fell down into the change tray, I retrieved it and pushed it back into the change slot and began to dial his number again.
    “Devin, answer this time,” I said to myself. To no avail, he didn’t pick up the second time. I am a firm believer that things happen for a reason, which only meant that it wasn’t meant for me to get in touch with him. Instead of calling him again, I hung up the phone again and got my ass back into the truck.
    I sat there for a moment and tried to figure out what I was going to do next. I thought about sleeping in the backseat of the truck. But either God or my gut told me to go back to Katrina’s house. I knew this sounded really insane on my part but I figured if I played on that bitch’s intelligence and