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Three Choice -The Friend
Three Choice -The Friend
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Part 3 of the Three Choices novella series.
When a single woman is down and needs a shoulder to cry on she looks to her friend. One who will not judge her or tell her what to do. But what happens when that friend wants to be more than just her friendship?

Faith had known Terrell for some years. He always had a shoulder to cry on and joke to make her smile. He was the prefect friend, of the opposite sex. Terrell was what Faith needed.

Terrell had always wanted more that friendship with Faith, but felt his window of opportunity had passed when she went to Washington D.C. with another man. Then opportunity opened another window.

LanguageEnglish
PublisherL C Dorsey
Release dateJun 10, 2015
ISBN9781310590900
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    Three Choice -The Friend - L C Dorsey

    Three Choices

    The FRIEND

    By

    L C Dorsey

    SMASHWORDS EDITION

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    PUBLISHED BY:

    L C Dorsey

    Copyright © 2015 by L C Dorsey

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    Three Choices

    The FRIEND

    Prologue

    Why is it that whenever I leave the state of Georgia I seem to end up crying? But this time I can only blame myself for these tears. I am no better than Malcolm, regardless of his excuse or mine. I ended up hurting the man that I loved. I hurt him for no reason at all. I thought that if I was honest, he would understand, still be bad, but understand. Maybe I didn’t think clearly. Malcolm’s confession, his kiss, sex in the car with Armon, my mind and thoughts had to be a crossed up to not see what I was doing to Armon by my confession.

    Now, I’m lying in my hotel bed crying like a teenage girl or some boy. I can’t do this. I can’t just cry in the dark alone. I said to myself. I had to get myself together. But how could I when all I could think about was Armon. The way he moved me from his lap and dismissed me like I was a whore he bought for the night. But this is why I am crying. I wasn’t so much what I had done. It was more about how he had reacted. Dismissing me without a word.

    I rush to the mini refrigerator to pull out a bottle of champagne Armon and I didn’t get a chance to drink last night. I sat it on the table and search for a bottle openers that I found beside the ice bucket on the table. I pop the cork from the bottle and took it with me back to the bed. No glass or cup. I drank from the bottle wanting to numb my feeling, stop my tears and wash away the day.

    As I drank the alcohol started to work its magic and my crying stopped. I was calmer than I had been since I came back into my room alone. My mind began to clear, making me want to call Armon and beg him to come back. To talk to me so we could work through this, but I knew I couldn’t. He would ask again how I felt about Malcolm and I still didn’t know.

    Malcolm seems to have been honest with me about everything but it doesn’t change what happened. I still love him and part of me wants to be with him. To be as happy as we were before I walked into his bedroom. But I just don’t know if I should take him back.

    Then there is Armon. The reason I have been crying all night and have drank over half a bottle of champagne. I know I want him back. I know I love him. I just don’t think he wants me anymore. He may even be regretting that he ever met me. He didn’t even want to look at me or talk to me.

    It’s alright that I’m alone because I have a bottle. Who needs men anyway? I’ll just drink, be alone and sleep. That’s what I’ll do.

    Chapter 1

    Faith woke-up with a pounding headache. She was laying in the middle of her bed with an empty bottle in her hand and a fruit tray at her side. The pounding in her head seemed to get louder and she wanted it to stop, turning over and putting her pillow over her head. She wanted the pounding to stop, but wasn’t sure if she could make to the other side of the room to her purse to get the ibuprofen. She had never had a hangover this bad before. She and Rachel had plenty of hangovers in college, but this was by far the worst. It was so bad that between the pounding she heard a voice calling her name.

    Faith, open the door, the voice called. Faith knew that voice and not all the pounding was in her head. Someone was knocking (pounding) at the door.

    She sat up slowly licking her lips, trying to get words to come out of her dry mouth to answer the voice on the other side of the door. I’m coming, she said, but her voice was just about a whisper and she was sure they did not hear because the knocking continued. Her phone started to ring just as she made it out of the bed and crossed the room to the door. The new noise making

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