Amari morris, a little girl from cali who moved when she was 11 to live with her cousins in new york. the life style was a huge change for her and it was definitely gonna take some time to adjust to it. but what happens when she meets her cousins be...
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BASHAR JACKSON
"youn understand! she don't trust me no more and i ain't even do what that bitch said i did" i shook my head as my dad sat on the couch across from me. "what am i supposed to do? she won't answer my texts and neither will mike.. all he said was he knew this was what he was afraid of"
"go get her" my mom sat next to me. "baby you know damn well she loves you with everything she has. she's just confused and i think the reason she's acting like this is because of how much she loves you"
"I hurt her and all that did was prove to everybody that i'm exactly what mike said i would be"
"okay i don't even know why mike is saying shit like that like he's never done bad shit before but your not gonna let that phase you. i love amari and i'm telling you to go get her back now, bashar. fuck what mike or anybody else has to say, it's you and amari. not them"
"you really think she'll talk to me..?"
"if your honest, yes. tell her how you feel, shar. exactly how you feel"
"i don't think i-"
"you want her back or not" she crossed her arms and i sighed, nodding my head. "good. now go and bring her back for dinner. i miss my girl" i chuckled and nodded, getting off the coach.
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"damn.." i mumbled as i closed the window, hearing the sound of the shower water on.
yes i went through the window because i knew mike wouldn't let me see her.
opening the bathroom door slowly, i heard her small cries from inside the shower, only making me feel worse by the second.
"i-its just one" she sighed. "damnit, Amari! just do it!" i furrowed my eyebrows and began undressing myself, soon getting in the shower behind her.
i was confused but when i saw what was in her hand, i instantly grabbed it from her making her jump and almost slip but i caught her before she could fall, throwing the blade in the trash.
"are you fucking serious, amari! do you know how badly you could hurt yourself!" i mugged her and she just broke down, crying into my chest.
"I swear i hate you! fuck bashar i hate you so much" she cried against my chest, laying her hands on it. "but i want you so bad it hurts! i'm so confused on how i feel! i love you, shar. i've always loved you! b-but another baby? and it's with another female other then me.."
