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Never Again...No More by Untamed

5/11/2013

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Born and raised in Atlanta, Lucinda, LaMeka, Charice, and Trinity are best friends with very similar backgrounds. They have all fallen victim to the perils of teen pregnancy. After each one becomes love struck to the bitter end, they realize that their dreams, ambitions, and planned future must be put on hold. While they struggle to find themselves, each one tries to survive in the game called life. Once they find out that their consequences are a little costlier than they imagined, it's the decisions they've made that creates their troubles.

Peek into the book

“Trin!” Pooch yelled. “Do you hear me? Tri-ni-ty!” He screamed, interrupting my thoughts.

This dude is killing me. “Yes, Pooch…baby I hear you,” I said with a sigh while bringing him a roll of toilet paper. “The whole damn neighborhood can hear all that damn fussing and screaming you’re doing.”

He swung the door open and snatched the roll of tissue. “Well, if you actually listen and hurry your ass up when I fucking call you then I wouldn’t be fussing and screaming. Damn! Hook up with you, bring a bitch in along with her two snot-faced brats, treat her to the finer fucking things in life, and you treating me like shit? You don’t treat that niggah Terrence like shit. Oh no, not that muthafucka. He gets the royal fucking treatment. I’m your man. I tell you what, why don’t you let that muthafucka take care of you, those kids, and that one me and you had. That would sure as hell free up my damn pockets!” He yelled. He continued taking a dump as if I wasn’t standing there!

I wanted to argue, but the stench coming from the bathroom was making my stomach turn. This niggah’s scent was so loud you could smell his shit two doors down it seemed. “Whatever Pooch,” I mumbled, turning to walk away.

He grabbed my arm. “Where the fuck you going? I’m talking to you!”

I held my nose to avoid smelling the odor. “Pooch, it fucking stinks in here!”

“Shit supposed to stink. You think your shit smells like roses? Oh, I bet you didn’t say that when that niggah Terrence took a damn dump!” he yelled.

I rolled my eyes thinking, here we go. Terrence this and Terrence that. “Pooch, please, I need to check on the baby.”

He let my arm go. “Wait until I get my ass off this toilet. Just wait,” he said, slamming the door.

“Pooch, I love you,” I said, faintly walking away. I checked in on Princess and went to our bedroom.

It’s true, I really do love Pooch more than anything and I know that he loves me. Two and a half years ago, it wasn’t like this between us. The source of our heartache stems from my first baby’s daddy, Terrence.

Purchase a copy online: http://www.amazon.com/Never-Again-No-More-Untamed/dp/1467543829/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1354667149&sr=1-1&keywords=never+again+no+more


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