As I leave the house I put my headphones in and start listening to music at a low level. As im walking I hear from a the door slam shut. I know it was momma who shut the door she does it all the time. "She must love the smell of bourbon and smoke" I say nervously under my breath. I resume walking and notice a girl with long dark brown hair holding a book bag the color of snow crying into her hands, my mind tells me I should be going to school because i'm already late, but of course I don't listen. I walk up to the girl and take out my headphones, "Are you okay?" I ask the girl. She wipes her eyes and looks up.
"Yes I''m fine" She lies.
I could tell she was trying to hold in her tears with one look.
"Do you wanna walk with me? Ive seen you around my school, so i'm assuming you go there?" I smile. I know I seem like a creep but I didn't want to be rude, my pops would've never spoke to me again if he found out I had left a girl..a pretty girl alone crying. A voice in the back of my head tells me to go to school and leave her, but of course I don't listen.
" I don't even know who you are, why would I walk to school with you, is this your way in trying to kidnap me? If so it really sucks" She says and gets up quickly.
"As if I would kidnap you, Im Damion, Damion Williams?" I say as she continues to look unsure. "We literally have 3 classes together" I shout.
Her facial expressions change as we make eye contact. "Ohhhhh. You. Didn't your dad pass away? "She says as her smile turns into a frown. Why would she even say that? Even if he hadn't. Why? I start to walk away as I hear a voice behind me.
"Wait! Where are you going?" The voice says and I turn around seeing her face. Once again. There was a large amount of anger In my system that I knew I had to get rid of. So I walk back..
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Light In The Dark
Romance"Light in the Dark" is a story about a young black male who is starting his 9th grade year in high school. His Pops Passed aways from police brutality which causes him Mother to constantly drink and smokes with different mean men each week, sometime...
