Boyfriend: A Narrative Fiction

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“I want you to meet me at my loft tomorrow at seven!”
“What if I don’t?” I asked disgusted at the thought.
“Then I guess I would have to have a talk with Bryan.” He chuckled as he pulled me closer towards him. He kissed me on the neck and walked off, leaving me on the dance floor. I looked around as I gathered myself and I noticed Carmon staring at me with a concern look on her face. She stopped dancing with Alex and walked towards me. She pulled me off the dance floor and said,
“Who was that and what was that all about?” I took a deep breath and replied,
“That’s Vaughn!” She pulled me out in the hallway and said,
“Vaughn who, I know not that muthafucka you were with!” All I did was nod my head yes.
“Well what the fuck he doing at my wedding?
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“Some how, he and Bryan met and now their friends. Bryan is who invited him, not me!” Carmon’s bottom jaw dropped when I told her that. I didn’t feel like getting into details on what I was going to do, so I just told her congratulations and that I will call her when they get back from their honeymoon. Chapter Fourteen
Being Blackmailed

Today I suppose to meet Vaughn at his loft. I have been looking at the clock all day. It’s now six thirty and I suppose to get up with Vaughn in thirty minutes. Luckily Bryan is still at work, working on a big murder case. So that gives me a big advantage. I sent Bryan a text that read,
“At the gym for a few, see you when I get home. Love you!”
I arrived at Vaughn’s at five after seven. I walked to the door and beeped his loft number. He beeped me in as I reached for the door’s metal handle. I took the elevator to his floor. I knocked on his door and he yelled,
“It’s opened!” I walked in and closed the door behind me. He walked out from the kitchen and said,
“You’re late!”
“Just be glad I showed up!” I threw at him with a major
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“No, what’s up!”
“Are you still friends with that private investigator?” I asked anxiously.
“Yea, we haven’t talked in a hot minute but I still got his number, why?”
“I need his number.”
“Why?” Carmon asked in suspense.
“Is all that important?”
“Yes it is! I want to know why the hell you need to hire an investigator! I’m not given you the number until you tell me why!”
“Fine, just promise me you won’t get all crazy and ghetto fabulous!”
“I promise!”
“Okay since the day of your wedding, Vaughn has been blackmailing me. He has been making me sleep with him. He says if I don’t, he’s gonna tell Bryan about us.” There was complete silence for three seconds.
“Hello!” I said, wondering if she was still on the phone.
“I can’t believe this mutha…”
“You promised!” I said interrupting her.
“Okay okay, so what are you going to do with Brock?”
“I want him to try and dig up some dirt on Vaughn so I can use that to my advantage. Hopefully, if I have some dirt on him, I can force him to stop this bullshit he got me in.”
“I hope this work, hold on.” She put me on hold while she retrieved his number. As soon as I ended with Carmon, I didn’t waste any time. I dialed his number with speed. As that first ring began my

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