All Mye Queen's Men, Chronicles of Love - Volume I (50 page)

"That's
funny.
 
Paul
was
worried
about
me.
 
Ask
him
was
he
worried
about
me
when
he
was
fucking
Zoey."

"Queen..."

"No
Jade!
 
Queen
my
ass.
 
Fuck
Paul!
 
And
as
far
as
me
doing
something
stupid...
 
Trust
me,
that's
a
given.
 
Cause
I'm
about
to
get
into
some
real
ignorant
ass
shit
in
about
an
hour."

"Queen,
I'm
your
friend.
 
I'm
not
your
enemy.
 
I
just
don't
want
you
to
do
anything
that
you'll
regret."

"Look
Jade,
I
just
called
to
let
you
know
that
I'm
okay.
 
Got
to
go.
 
Smooches!"
 
Queen
said
as
she
abruptly
hung
up
the
phone.

"Queen....
Queen...
I
can't
believe
this
bitch
hung
up
on
me.
 
Jade
said
as
she
attempted
to
call
Queen
back,
but
got
her
voicemail.

It's
a
well
supported
fact
that
people
who
experience
a
death,
a
loss
or
even
a
break
up
go
through
five
distinctive
phases.
 
At
some
point
in
the
process
they
will
experience
denial,
anger,
depression,
bartering
and
acceptance.
 
There
is
no
specific
order
that
these
phases
will
occur.
 
And
sometimes
two
or
more
phases
may
overlap,
but
the
person
will
inevitably
go
through
these
five
stages.
 

Mye
Queen,
jumped
from
anger,
right
to
acceptance.
 
Fuck
denial,
fuck
depression
and
fuck
bartering!
In
her
mind
it
was
over,
finished
and
done.
 
And
frankly,
she
was
already
making
plans
to
move
the
fuck
on
and
to
be
out.

Logic
had
a
beautiful
condominium
in
an
affluent
neighborhood.
 
His
two
bedroom
apartment
was
tastefully
decorated
with
black
art
and
expensive
contemporary
furniture.
 
Queen
didn't
expect
anything
else.
 
Although
Logic
was
only
twenty
two
years
old
he
had
a
flair
for
the
finer
things
in
life
and
a
sophisticated
eye
for
quality.
 
That
was
one
of
the
reasons
he
fell
so
hard
for
Queen.

"Well
welcome
to
my
humble
abode."

"Thank
you.
 
You
have
a
beautiful
place,
Logic."

"Thanks.
 
Make
yourself
at
home.
 
Are
you
hungry?"

"Yeah.
 
But,
can
I
take
a
bath?
 
I
need
to
get
out
of
these
clothes
and
try
to
relax."

"Sure,
grab
a
menu
off
the
table
over
there
and
order
some
food.
 
I'll
draw
you
a
bath."

"What
do
you
want?"
 
Queen
asked
as
she
flipped
through
the
stack
of
menus.

"You
know
what
I
like
to
eat."

"Yeah
but
I
don't
see
it
on
these
menus."
 
Queen
joked.

Logic
laughed.
 
"Okay,
now
you're
just
starting
shit.
 
Don't
start
nothing
that
you're
not
willing
to
finish."

"You
don't
have
to
worry
about
that.
 
Cause
I
have
every
intention
of
finishing
what
I'm
about
to
start."
 
Queen
mumbled.

"What'd
you
say?"
 
Logic
yelled
back
from
the
bathroom.
 
"I
couldn't
hear
you.

"I
said
I'm
going
to
get
some
pizza
and
some
hot
wings."
 
Queen
lied.

"Sounds
good
to
me."
 
Logic
responded
as
he
headed
to
the
bathroom
to
run
Queen
a
bubble
bath.

A
hopeless
romantic,
Logic
had
stopped
at
the
mall
specifically
to
get
Queen
some
things
that
would
make
her
stay
with
him
more
comfortable.
 
He
knew
Queen
loved
to
take
a
hot
bubble
bath
when
she
was
stressed.
 
So,
he
got
some
aroma
therapy
candles
and
a
bottle
of
Queen's
favorite
bubble
bath.
 
He
also
got
her
some
sexy
pajamas
and
a
fluffy
robe
with
slippers.

Logic
took
his
time
to
make
the
bathroom
as
tranquil
and
relaxing
as
possible.
 
Naturally,
the
romantic
candles
and
the
scent
of
fresh
rose
petals
infused
romance
in
the
atmosphere.
 
But
actually,
Logic
was
merely
trying
to
set
the
tone
for
Queen
to
decompress,
unwind
and
relax.
 
He
realized
that
Queen
was
masquerading
her
pain.
 
He
knew
that
she
was
severely
wounded
but
trying
to
put
on
a
brave
face.
 
She
was
his
friend
and
he
just
wanted
to
be
a
strong
shoulder
that
she
could
cry
on.

"Mye
Queen,
your
bath
is
finally
ready."
 
He
announced
as
Queen
opened
the
door
for
the
pizza
delivery
guy.

"Hold
on
I
got
it,"
he
said.

"Don't
worry
I
got
it."
 
Queen
said
as
she
dug
in
her
purse
for
her
wallet.
 
"I
don't
know
how
I
lost
my
damn
keys.
 
And
where
the
hell
is
my
scarf?"
 
She
mumbled
as
she
paid
for
the
food.

"I'll
take
care
of
the
food.
 
Go
get
in
the
tub
while
your
bath's
still
hot."

"I
need
something
to
change
into.
 
Do
you
have
anything
I
can
fit?"

"Yeah,
I
think
so.
 
I
left
it
in
the
bedroom
for
you."

"Thanks
Logic."

"You're
welcome."

"No
I
mean
thanks
for
everything.
 
You
saved
my
ass
today
and
I
really
appreciate
you
opening
up
your
home
to
me."