Secured Book Two Dear Letters: November 21, 2025

In the process of writing book two I struggled with my characters and really understanding their emotions. "Dear Letters" helped me through my writers block. Take a look & maybe even catch some spoilers of the vibes of Secured: Book Two.

This is the raw, the real, the burn. UNEDITED. There is nothing formal about these letters. I just let the characters, mostly Khobi's feelings bleed out. She is the hardest character to write. She's guarded, she's tough and the only person she let's see her break is Lo.

DEAR LO, 

Nigga fuck you! I should’ve never fallen in love with you. I should have never crossed those lines with you because here we are now. You should’ve killed me or I should’ve killed you because a pain like this feels worse than death. You said you would never hurt me but here we are hurting each other. If I knew shit would be like this I would’ve left you alone. If I knew we would end up here I would’ve stayed to myself. I would have never let you get in my head, twist my thoughts, break my heart and throw me off my game. But now it’s fuck you! Fuck you Lo. 

-Khobi B

DEAR LO, 

Nigga you hurt me so bad. I miss you, I hate you but I love you and want you. But all at the same time, I don’t want to be near you. . I can’t stop thinking about you. I can’t stop craving you. Hearing your voice after so long felt like the first time all over again. I never did crack before but I could imagine this was what it felt like to take your first hit. Lo was my dope and I was his Fien. As much as I loved Phoenix, I love Jazz, I love Nolan. I love Lo the most and as I enter the mid twenty somethings love and lock down are on my mind. This man wanted a family but I couldn’t even handle being his woman. I was never taught to let a man lead me but somehow I feel like I wronged Lo for not letting him do so. 

-Khobi B

DEAR LO, 

I might have fucked up in Phoenix but I want you. I want us, I want to fix us and now that I see that even after all our bullshit there is no love lost. I still love the fuck out of you, I am in love with you and nobody can change that. Nobody can tell me shit about you because I know you. I understand you, we are one and the same. Just like I pulled out that gun on you, just like you threw me in the ocean. We are just a like in more ways than one but most of all, we’ll do anything about our respect and maybe that’s toxic maybe that’ll lead to our demise, shit it almost did. I dont give a fuck. You not soft on me either. We both hard for each other and thats why I respect you more after that night. You wasn’t going I was going, we are both so head strong and a strong man needs an even stronger woman. That family you always talked about, I want that to, only with you Lo Rich.

-Khobi B

DEAR KHO,

I didn’t know losing her would feel like this. The way my chest ached. As much as I wanted to be mad at her. I wanted to hate her as much as she hated me right now but somehow I couldn’t.  The first few weeks I could barely function without my girl. As time went on, the more I had to come correct behind my girl. I had realized my wrongs, wrong for controlling her, wrong for throwing her in the ocean but not wrong for 

-Lo Rich

Dear Boo mama, 

Come home shorty. It’s been too long. I been getting my shit together. I been working hard for us, for you and our future. I need to see you, I need to hold you, so much time has been lost. 

-Lo Rich

Dear Lo, 

Every time I think about the night you threw me in the ocean, I think about how we almost drowned. Even though I was alone in those waters, I felt you drowning, spiraling too. You never told me about your worries, the pressure on your shoulders. You always used to tell me how I was guarded but you were guarded as fuck too. You were drowning too! I always felt your pain but you never understood mine, you got too selfish but it was my fault because I spoiled you. Even though I was guarded, you had me wide open. I gave you every bit of me, except my family. Something so selfish of you to ask for. You got so selfish you almost to my family, knowing I lost my mother when I was a child,  everybody I loved I held them close and you almost took my best friend because of your jealousy, your greed for me, your need for me. I needed you too baby, I needed you more than you knew I did, but you were too busy punishing me for your own selfish ways. I was hurting and my man wasn’t there me, you weren’t there for me Lo. While my best friend was dying you were trying to keep me away from him, then you put me out, fucked another bitch in front of my face. Then once my best friend  is okay again, you think I'm still sleeping with him you try to kill him again, that’s too far Lo… But shit get crazier because then your flaunting this other bitch in front of me, kissing him, touching her likes she me infant of my face, we have round two, fighting in the club, hurting each other in the club, pulling guns out on each other again. Then the finale, throwing me in that fucking ocean with, I could’ve died. We could’ve killed each other night, what if we would’ve took shit that far? How could we ever recover from that? That’s why time away has been needed. I work a lot here where I’m at. My new client is even more crazier than you. But I like it, it keeps me from thinking about us and how everything ended. I miss you the most though. Through all our bullshit, I miss you. You hurt me but I still craved you. That’s why I have to stay away, to keep myself busy. Keep myself from going to war with you, about me. I love you too much to go that far, unlike you. 

So fuck you nigga, 

Love Khobi.