India's P.O.V.
The next morning I woke up to Floyd's arms wrapped around me. I moved a little and he pulled me back closer to him. I smiled knowing he was glad that we were once together again. So I just realized that my birthday was just two weeks and a day away. I was a bit happy. I had faith that God would let me see another birthday. And for that.. I'm forever grateful. I couldn't fall back to sleep so I just cuddled with Floyd.
*2 hours later*
Floyd and I got up to take a shower. After we finished cleaning up we got dressed and he took me out for breakfast. During breakfast I told him about my upcoming birthday. I know he would try and do something special so I let him know. We started talking about venues and themes. My themes was an island theme. "All Caribbean Everything ". Since I never had a real birthday party. We agreed on some stuff. We ate our breakfast. And left on our way to the mall. Floyd told me he had something to do so he gave me some money and his card for me to go shopping. As I walked in the mall I noticed a girl who had two small kids. She just kept staring at me. But I didn't care I just went about my business. I went into the 'Chanel' store to biy some sun glasses and perfume. When I looked around again this girl and her kids were right there staring at me. I don't know if this was a coincidence or anything but it seemed like they knew something I didn't know. So I just walked over to them with a perfume in my hand calm and nicely. "Hi, is there a problem "? "A problem "? She answered back guilty. "Yea since I came in this mall I couldn't help but notice you guys were following me around ". She exhaled loudly. "India we need to talk". She said. "What do me and you have to talk about, who are you, and how do you know my name"? She looked at the ground and started to play with her fingers. "Okay..." she started off. "I know this may seem crazy and stuff but I'm Nicole.... your older sister". I took a deep gasp. I dropped the glass perfume I was holding and it broke but it didn't really matter at the time. I just couldn't believe her because she did look like me. And her kids were beautiful. But I don't know what I should say? Did my mom lie to me about other siblings ? What should I say? What should I think? Should I believe her? If she is my sister, where was she all my life?
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Run away love
Novela JuvenilYoung India Hudson grew up in the projects around drugs, and a abusive father. She decides to get away and who she runs into changes her life.
