I was doing some work at my desk that sat in the living room of my lonely apartment. The telephone rang, I looked at the clock and wondered who could be calling me at this hour and how does he or she even know that I’m awake? Maybe something went wrong. I picked up the phone on the third ring, while still wondering who it could be calling me. “Hello,” I answered. “Hey girl, it’s Tonya,” Tonya said. It felt so good to hear her voice after not hearing from her in so long. “Is there something wrong?” I asked. “No, I just called to being that we haven’t spoken in a while,” she replied. “I know, but why are you calling so early in the morning? I thought something may have been wrong,” I said. “I didn’t realize how early it was and no everything’s fine,” she assured. “Oh ok. Well, how have you been?” I asked. “I have been good and busy with work. How have you been?” She replied and asked. “I’ve been good and busy with work as well,” I replied. After talking for a while and catching up, Tonya gave me her address and I assured her that I would visit whenever I got the chance. “How’s work?” I asked. “My job is hard, but I can manage,” she breathed heavily. Tonya let me know she was engaged, had been for about a month and was going to be married in a few months (September). She let me know that I was invited. “I’m happy for you. If you need anything, just call and I’ll do everything I can to help,” I said. “Of course, I’m going to need your help for the wedding,” she replied. “Ok,” I replied. “I have to go, I just called to talk to you for a while,” she said sleepily. “Ok, well I’ll keep in contact,” I said as the other line disconnected. Damn, she didn’t even let me finish talking before hanging up. She just hung up on me. This nigga that she marrying better be ready for a mothafuckin’ fight because I ain’t letting her go that easily. I saw her first and that’s my girl. I don’t give a fuck who she marry, Tonya’s my wife not his. I don’t know who the hell he thinks he is, but he’s gonna find out sooner or later who he ain’t. I know that, I thought to myself. I was mad as hell that some nigga was trying to take what was secretly mine. I felt so hurt that I couldn’t even stop the tears from falling from my eyes. Tonya had never hung up on me before. I thought May be she was busy. I shrugged off the thoughts, but couldn’t ignore the hurt I was feeling. Trying to hide the hurt, I wiped the tears from my face and attended to the work on my desk that sat in front of me. After finishing the desk work, the thoughts from earlier that morning returned to haunt my mind. I really want to know why I was told sooner about the engagement and how does she even know that this dude is for her? Who gets married to a person they barely even know? Where they do that at? I thought to myself. I shook my head trying to erase the thoughts that cluttered my mind. Ignoring my thoughts, I prayed to myself and was sound asleep until later that morning.