Jenn Carter
Amaya Sanchez
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Omniscient
Brooklyn, New YorkAmaya and Jen's relationship was complicated as Jen was a beloved rapper by many and one wrong move could mess up her career as a rapper.
On the other hand, Amaya is a nobody, if you didn't follow her Instagram you wouldn't even know she existed. And that's how Jen wanted it to stay, but Amaya was tired of hiding in the dark. She wanted to go out on public dates with the older and post pictures with her. All she wanted was to let the world know the older female was hers.
Maya and Jen were currently sitting on their shared bed together Jen was occupied on her phone while Maya stared aimlessly at the wall. "Maya," Jen called out breaking the silence. Amaya looked over to Jen her eyebrows raised.
"What's wrong?" She asked staring at her eyes as they moved around hastily. "Just thinkin' bout something," Maya responded playing with her hands avoiding eye contact with the older female.
Jen grasped her face softly making substantial eye contact with the younger. "Nah you look like you stressin or sum shit." The older spoke. Amaya let out a small sigh looking at Jen with a small frown. "Do you ever think we could go public," Amaya said softly.
Jen's face softened slightly before she let out a sigh, but remained silent. Amaya looked at her with an optimistic expression hoping that her answer would be what she wanted. Although Jen didn't respond she just sat staring into space.
Amaya sighed getting up from the bed and storming towards the front door grabbing the keys to her white Tesla Model X unlocking it getting in quickly and driving away.
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So I was gonna make this a full chapter, but I haven't updated in a while so this is gonna be maybe multiple chapters
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