LOVE IS CONDITIONAL…

“What do you think love is?” Sasha Satchel asked The Six.

The Six were all chilling to Thelonious Monks’ ‘Pannonica’, on and around the foot of the solid chocolate L shaped sofa that sat in front of a Nia’s open fire that flickered hues of oranges, indigos, reds and blues.

“Gyal.” said Leyla, who was now tipsy, “L-O-V-E is some big-time BS! I really thought Roman and me could be but I’m not so sure, he hasn’t even said he loves me yet…Plus I swear man is on some feminine spirit.

The Six killed it.

“Don’t give her anymore alcohol she’s liquored up man.” laughed Benjamin.

“I’m not liquored I’m just nice.” Leyla backed.

“I think love is about forever.” said Sasha.

Steele questioned, “Don’t tell me you believe in that ‘I do’ crap and all that ‘until death do us part’ nonsense.”

“Well I did until I divorced.” Nia interjected.

“Love is a ride and at the end there are only two outcomes uno will mash up OR uno will get married and still mash up.” said Knight.

“Well what about the elders who hold it down till death do us part?” asked Benjamin.

“Different flex, different generation.” retorted Knight.

“I think love is about the one who is your soul mate.” testified Sasha.

“You cannot expect people to be together forever.” said Nia

“Why not?” asked Benjamin.

“Because love is about many soul mates…Who come for a period of time for you to learn a lesson or to help you in some way trust me I am living proof.” stated Nia.

Kissing her teeth Leyla contributed, “Love is about good black sex.”

The Six all cracked up.

Steele still chuckling corrected “That’s not love that’s lust.”

“I love to see black love because it seems so rare and unattainable.” said Nia.

“Empress it exists and always will but we need to make sure we continue the legacy.” replied Benjamin.

“Love is bliss, happiness and contentment” cited Steele.

Knight remarked, “I’m sure it was my man prince the artist who said a man is not truly happy until he truly dies.”

Leyla added, “Love is acceptance of a person of all their flaws and still loving them for who they are…Di Lord knows I have many.”

Sasha interrupted, “You believe that love is unconditional Leyla? “Not me everyting has conditions, even the Most High places conditions pon yuh fi reach heaven.

Sasha continued, “Peeps always say ‘Oh love is unconditional’ but I believe love is conditions…Man muss nuh cheat, man muss nuh betray, mutual respect blah, blah blah, so I wouldn’t say that love is about being unconditional.”

“I’m feeling that Babygirl.” approved Knight Jones.

Conditional love also resonated with the rest of The Six.

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Leyla decided to end the evening by going to see her man Roman Clarke; she had a spare key for when they role-played.

Leyla entered the bedroom.

“WTF!” mumbled Leyla.

Her eyes were not prepared for the scene she witnessed.

Roman was lying in bed resting his head on top of that short arse Tim Ryan’s chest.

Leyla gently pulled the sheets back, they were both naked with their legs wrapped around each other.

Leyla’s adrenalin was in full force but she remained cool; she clutched her phone and quickly took pictures.

The flash woke them up.

While grasping his bearings Roman pleaded, “It’s not what its looks like, please Leyla let me explain.”

Angrily Leyla said, “You don’t need to explain anything I can see what’s going on nicely!”

Nervously Tim Ryan said, “WTF are you doing here Leyla?”

Leyla fiercely replied, “Don’t worry Timmi everyone in the hood is going to know about this… Yuh a move pon road and a gwarn like yuh is a top shotta bad-man.”

Tim Ryan returned, “F*ck you Leyla and if sh*t gets out I’m coming for you truss!”

“Get ya sh*t and get out, ya not troubling her.” defended Roman, while shaking into his trousers.

“Oh you don’t need to play hero for me!” screamed Leyla as tears began to stream down her face.

“Leyla please just listen to me.” begged Roman.

“No!” yelled Leyla, “I feel violated…I have no problem if your gay, bi sexual, pan sexual, or whatever sexual you wanna be but you should have told me from the gate so I could have decided if I wanted this.”

“Leyla please!”

“No! F*ck you Roman! Not only are you cheating on me but your f*cking gay as well.”

Leyla began to exist the bedroom.

Roman quickly scrambled to the door and blocked her from leaving, their eyes connected and for the first time he uttered, “I love you.”

Leyla pricked by his words bite back angrily and said, “You don’t love me, love is conditional!”

The 6   

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