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FACEBOOK LOVE

She met him on Facebook, she checked his pictures, he drives a Range Rover Sport, so she sent him a friend request, he confirms. He inboxes her, she replied all excited, she wants to hook up, she sets a date, she dressed up; those leggings with no underwear, smells good, puts on her make-up, fresh breath, and new weave.
                He takes her for lunch at the Wimp, they went for a drink at Banana Island and they both had a good time. He rubs her hand, made her laugh and gave her looks and smiles. She fell in love, it’s like she has known him forever.
                He took her his apartment, he made her feel comfortable and laid her on his bed, he rubs it gently, kissed her passionately, pulls off her leggings; they were too tight but he managed to take them off. She loved his aggression, strength, and power and gave in…….it felt good, she knew it’s wrong but it felt good. She asked for protection, he says “it’s too late”, she obeyed and didn’t disturb. He said “he loves her” and she didn’t hesitate to say “I love you too.” They had sex, he pulls out, got to the kitchen to get a glass of water, He helps her to drink it, oh men, she felt special “He must be the one” she thought to herself.
                She got dressed, he took her to the taxi rank, kissed her on the chick and said “I had a great time” gave her #5000, she smiled and said, “See you, tomorrow babe”. He stood silent and the taxi drove away, in the taxi she couldn’t stop smiling.
                She got home and inboxed him that she got home safe. He’s online but doesn’t reply. It’s unlike him, so she inboxed him again. Still, he doesn’t respond, minutes later she can’t find him on her friend list, he blocked her. Days, weeks, months passed by, she started to feel sick, weak, lose weight, acted strange with sores on her mouth. She got to the Clinic, got tested, minutes later, Nurse Walks in, “I’m sorry you’re HIV Positive and pregnant.” How? She couldn’t understand. Reality hits her, she walked home scared, confused she got to the train railway and laid hopeless, emotionless. She sees the train coming nearer, she looked into the sky and mumbled a prayer. That’s the end of her
Don’t be that girl, live well and stop chasing material things.
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