After talking to Audrey and calming her down, it was the afternoon and I went over to the Dawnwood Park to find the one person who comes here after a long half of a day.

There she was, sitting on the bench where we first talk.

"Hi..."

Aiko: Wow. I was beginning to wonder if I'll ever hear from you again. I thought things weren't okay since a month ago.

"You're right. Things weren't okay. I broke your heart and the others that night. I'm really sorry Aiko for what I did."

Aiko: It's okay, Nick. I didn't think we were dating. You been the coolest guy I been with in a long time. I far from ready for a relationship right now. But I appreciate the apology.

(Con't) Plus, I believe there's someone else you really like that will appreciate your apology.

Aiko slide close to me, kissing me on my cheek. She lean to my ear.

Aiko: If things don't work out, I still need you to see me for detention.

"Uh, I gotta go. I'll catch you around."

I had to get up, trying to cover my boner. Aiko knew what buttons to press to turn me on.

The Teacher said about someone else that would appreciate an apology. Trying to think, the Huniebee vibrated.

Lola is back in town, heading to the mall. Looks like Jessie with her as well. Kill two birds with one stone, right?

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Lola: You think "I'm sorry" will make everything better? Well, you're wrong!

I knew I was going to be berated during this tour. I just wish it wasn't at the Mall, in front of everyone.

I was calm, telling the best friends that I was sorry for my actions. The Flight Attendant started going off on me, pushing my head back.

Lola: You're scum. You're lower than scum. You cheated on a Queen and you'll never get her back. Boy, bye.

Lola stomped off, leaving me with the Porn Star. Jessie had a different answer than her friend.

Jessie: Honey...I accept your apology. You're a good guy at heart. This doesn't help my situation with Tiffany. It made things worse now. But, saying you're sorry is better than nothing. You can always call me and we'll get together.

Lola: Jessie, BRING YOUR ASS!

Jessie: Okay, love. Um, you really need to talk to-

Lola: NOW!

Jessie had to go before I receive another verbal beating by Lola. She was trying to tell me something, but again something happens.

Heading out of the Mall, I looked at the Huniebee. 4 down, 4 to go. Tiffany was free at the Campus.

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After a good drive, I saw the Cheerleader handing out filers. She turn to me, bout to hand the paper until she saw my face.

Tiffany: Oh...it's you. Is it Ralph or Nick.

"It's Nicky. Sometimes I got by Nick. But I rather go by Nicky."

Tiffany: And I rather my "boyfriend" not fuck my friends or my bitch of a mother.

Okay, great. Let's see, a bunch of college kids around minding their business and this is about to go viral on every social media, embarrassing Tiff till she moves away from this town. I can't let that happen.

"Tiffany, please listen. I'm sorry for what I did to you. I really am. You deserve a lot better and I'm sorry that I wasn't that guy.

Tiffany: Nicky, I told you about Jessie and behind my back, you dated her. You probably stick your thing in that old, worn out...

"Tiff, I get it. I really fucked up and I did your mom. I did some things to you and the other ladies, even those you call friends. But, I wanted to apologize for my actions to you and breaking your heart.

"I'm sorry that I messed up things between you and Jessie. Please don't let this continue your hatred for her. She cares about you. She even admits that she wasn't the best mom.

"Not trying to give advice, but talk to her before one day you won't get the chance. You'll regret it."

Tiffany turn her gaze to the ground. She was a smart young girl and maybe she'll know what to do.

Tiffany: Nicky, I'll accept in one case. Was I better than her?

"Uhhhh, I'll take that answer to my grave."

Tiffany: Oh come on! Fine. Thank you Nicky for apologizing. Kyanna saw you at your job and told me you wasn't doing okay. I wanted to text you, but I was still mad at you.

"Yeah...I wasn't okay. I wasn't fine with what I did to you and the others."

Tiffany furrow her eyesbrow like she was surprised at my comment.

Tiffany: You wasn't fine? Usually the cheater just moves on, not giving a damn about the women they hurt.

"I'm not like those cheaters. I have a heart."

Tiffany gave me a hug and I return the favor.

Tiffany: I'm glad you're different. Even though-

"Don't ruin this moment."

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After apologizing to Tiffany, I travelled to the gym. I was down to the last three. The three that I couldn't get enough of loving. Kyanna, Beli, and Nikki.

Kyanna been through enough lies. From her former love that left her when her son was born to me sleeping with a bunch of women, including her friends and Yoga Instructor.

After I told her that I love you, I won't be easy to forgive. It going to take time to build her trust.

As I stop in front of the door, I thought to myself. Do I really love her? Is it an excuse to love her in case Nikki or Beli don't love me like I loved them?

Opening the door, I entered the building. There wasn't much people here working out. But there were a group of people working inside the boxing ring.

Trainer: Okay. Kyanna Del Rio is next. Who is her challenger?

Looking at the Hairstylist, she wore tight black shorts and a black training bra that were holding her breast pretty good.

There were some groans from the others that didn't want to fight. Well, the best way to get some of that pent up aggression is to punch the person that gave it to you.

"I will!"

Everyone looked at me, surprised that I was the one that accepted the challenge, giving me looks like I was about to die.

Most likely I am.

Kyanna looked at, seeing me since the time we saw each other in the store. She didn't look impressed.

Kyanna: Not going to run away.

"No. Not this time. I got things to get off my chest."

Taking off my shirt, the trainer put boxing gloves on my hands. He pat me on my back.

Trainer: Good luck son. You're gonna need it. Alright, one round spar. Five minutes. No punches below the belt or to the face. Body shots only. Del Rio, ready?

Kyanna nod. The Trainer turn to me.

Trainer: You sure you wanna do this, fam?

"Gloves are on. No backing out."

Trainer: Your funeral. Let's get it on!

I put out my right hand to touch gloves, but the Hairstylist punch it to the side. She was sending punches to my midsection that I kept blocked.

Kyanna: Why? Why did you do it?

"I don't know. I wasn't thinking. I was being stupid."

Kyanna punch my right arm, causing me to wince. My right ribs were open and she struck it. Backing up, I regain my composure, but like a wildfire, the Hairstylist kept her striking.

Kyanna: You said you loved me, only to get in my pants.

"I know and I'm sorry, Kyanna. I'm sorry for wasting your time."

Kyanna: You ain't sorry!

Punches hitting my stomach and chest was causing me to cough. Going down on one knee, the Trainer walked up to me to check if I was okay.

Kyanna: You got what you wanted. You used me. You used my heart. You're just like every guy I been with. You're just like him.

Her last comment lit a fire in me, making me get up on my feet. Side stepping, I dodged a left jab and a right kick causing her to almost fell over.

"Did he come back to you and apologize?"

Kyanna was struggling to regain her composure, not concentrating and just throwing punches to my face. I just kept dodging, making her look like a fool in front of everyone..

"Did he suffer like I did?

Kyanna threw a right and leaning back, I dodge it. She fell on the mat, staying there. The Trainer end the fight while stood over her, listening to her cry.

"Everytime I closed my eyes, I saw the eyes of the people I hurt. The same eyes I use to look at and have fun, talk with, and enjoy being by your side.

"I was very stupid to use you and lose you as a friend. But don't you dare compare to the man who wasn't man enough to love and cherish you. A man who wasn't man enough to stay around you and your son. A man who will never apologize for what he done like I'm doing."

Taking off the gloves and toss them on the ring canvas, I slide out of the ring, heading to the locker room with my shirt in my hand.

The Trainer checked on me and said that I did a good job. My body is aching from the strikes. But Kyanna had to be suffering the most.

I never boxed in my life. Only watched it on tv. I did alright, dodging as I'm will never hit a women. Kyanna did amazing.

Speaking of her, the Trainer left and she walked in, pressing an ice pack on her right side.

"Kyanna, I'm sorr-"

Kyanna: Nicky...I should be sorry.

"You did nothing wrong."

Kyanna: I didn't believe. I thought I drove men either because of my son or just something about myself. You were different from my past two boyfriends and I hoped we would be together in a meaningful relationship for once. Then, being around those ladies that night, it made me feel so small.

(Con't) You are not like him. You're a lovable, classy gentleman.

"Kyanna, of all of them...except two, you're incredible. You work hard to be the best mother to your child. You're a lovely woman and I am very lucky to be with you. I ruin it with my heartless actions.

"I just hope that I can be your friend because I still want to hang out with you."

Kyanna smiled, landing a punch to my left arm.

Kyanna: Of course silly. But if you really trying to find your lucky lady, just be you and choose her. I...I wish I was your lucky lady. But whoever you make happy, she'll have a great guy to be with.

"Thank you, Kyanna. Thank you so much."

We hugged each other for what felt like forever before breaking it and getting out of the room.

We talked as we walked out of the gym. There was a lady with the skin tone like Kyanna's wearing a unbuttoned navy blue plaid, showing her white bra, really short white shorts, and blue Chuck Taylors. Wearing a matching color bandana to her shirt, she held a child that she hand to Kyanna.

The Hairstylist held her son, we waved goodbye at each other. Her friend looked back to Kyanna, making sure she was in the clear.

She grabbed me by my throat, pushing to the mable wall of the gym building. She tighten the grip so I couldn't make a sound.

Friend: So you're the little punk bitch that broke my cousin's heart. What was it? Nick? Rick? Dick? It doesn't matter to me, puta.

(Con't) If you ever come near my cousin again...

Kyanna's Cousin pulled out a small switchblade, gazing my cheek with the blade. My breathing increased as I was sure I was going to die.

Cousin: Te cortaré las bolas y te las meteré en la garganta. ¿Lo entiendes, foo?

I raised my eyebrows as I didn't understand her language. I didn't take Spanish in high school.

Kyanna: Nora? Nora?

Nora: Do you understand?

"H-ha-harder Mistress..."

Nora: What?

"Y-yes."

Nora: Good Puta.

She let go of my neck and pushed me down to the ground. She walked off towards to Kyanna. Covering her story, telling her cousin that she was smoking, the two enter the car and left the gym.

Getting up, I walked to my car, brushing the dirt off my shirt and pants.

Latinas...sexy when they're friendly. Sexier when they're anger.

The sky was starting to get dim, bringing in the night. I had two more stops to go. Checking the Huniebee, Nikki and Beli's location weren't showing.

Damn. I went to try to find one them. Only one of them is my true love. Here we go.