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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AMARI MORRIS
"she's breathing!" i heard very faintly as the pain of my head pounding starting to come crashing through me. "miss can you hear me?"
"shar.." i mumbled as i felt a burning sensation on my stomach and my eyes started to flutter open, squinting at the light infront of me.
"My names doctor Williams. do you remember anything?"
"W-what..?"
my head was pounding and i couldn't give them the answers they were asking for. my head felt like it was all over the place but yet for some reason i still felt the need to hear pops voice.
"You were in an accident, ma'am. a drive by shooting"
"M-my head.. where is my boyfriend"
"He's in another room. your a very lucky girl to be alive" she sighed.
"why is he in a room"
"Well you see, they shot at you, but your boyfriend had jumped infront of you to shield you from the bullet"
"what?!"
— FLASHBACK TO EARLIER THAT NIGHT —
"You know your real pretty when your nervous" pop said as he opened the car door for me making me smile.
"shit my dress is stuck" i bent down and pulled my dress from the door and that's when i heard the screeching of car tires, soon followed by pops yelling.
"Mari!" in a split second, he pushed me behind him and i heard the sound of 3 different shots go off, watching pops body jerk infront of me.
"pop!" i yelled in fear as the car drove away and i caught him before he could hit the ground, his hand laid on the wound on his stomach. "o-oh my god! HELP!" i yelled as pop started to cough, laying on the ground with his head back.
people looked but nobody came over to us, i just continued to cry and cry as i begged pop to keep his eyes open.
"y-your okay! here!" i pressed my sweatshirt on his wound and laid my hand on his cheek, looking at his eyes as they stared back at me. "don't leave me i-i why did you take it! HELP!" i was historically crying at this point, his eyes got low and he kissed my hand only making me shake my head as more tears streamed down my cheeks.
