ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ᴛᴇɴ - sᴡᴇᴇᴛ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ʟɪᴇs
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𝗧𝗵𝗲𝘆 𝘀𝗮𝘆 𝗜'𝗺 𝗰𝗿𝗮𝘇𝘆 𝗜'𝗺 𝗯𝗶𝗽𝗼𝗹𝗮𝗿
𝗜 𝗻𝗲𝗲𝗱 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝗱𝗮𝗺𝗻 𝗵𝗲𝗹𝗽
𝘄𝗵𝘆 𝘀𝗮𝘆 𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝗶𝗳 𝘄𝗲 𝗴𝗼𝗻 𝗱𝗶𝗲
𝗯𝘆 𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗱𝗮𝗺𝗻 𝘀𝗲𝗹𝘃𝗲𝘀?
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𝖭𝖺𝗈𝗆𝗂 𝖱𝗂𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗋𝖽𝗌
1 month later
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"Mans on the opp block but I can't see no opps- cah yeen got no opps get yo dumb ass inside" dayvon spoke cutting Naomi off.
Frowning while limping to her door with dayvon close behind her holding her belongings.
"Watchu ova here being messy for?" She ask entering her home.
Sucking his teeth "u talk too much" he told her throwing her crutches on the couch.
"I appreciate chu" she said with an grin.
Shrugging his shoulders in response.
After leaving the hospital she and von had gotten closer over the month being that she called him for anything she needs.
And with him having an pitty for her infact half of it was his fault she got shot he gave her anything she asked for.
"Ma birthday roun' da corna watchu finna get me?" She ask randomly.
"A duck tape fah yo mouf" he told her honestly.
Sucking her teeth "u rude" she told him.
Waving her off "I'a gon head and head out na I got sumn shit to deal wit" he told her.
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𝐑𝐨𝐛𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 {𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒗𝒐𝒏}
Fanfiction•𝐈 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐨𝐩𝐩𝐬 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐞
