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chance

"Lets go to the park ma" she jumps up "yasss lemme get dressed" running through my mind how do i tell her what i really do for a living when do i tell her "chance" i snap outta my thoughts "do i look okay" she was wearing and long pink and black skirt with a white bandu and some white sandals and some gold chains a gold bracelet i got up and walked really close to her "you look beautiful" i peck her lips I'm wearing a red shirt cargo pants and my red converses "look before we go i gotta tell you something"

Justice

My heart started racing "i lied about where i work" that didn't seem like a big deal but i feel like there's more "I'm a thug" my heart breaks "so your people sold the drugs to my mom" tears forming in my eyes "no no i made sure ever since i started that no one sold to them and if anyone did they'd get ..fired that's why your dad hated me" I squeezed my eyes shut to block the memory of my mother and dad that day I found out she did drugs and that she was pregnant

Chance

I sat next to her "justice say something...please" i felt like crying what if she left me what if she couldn't trust me "don't worry it doesn't bother me" i hug her super tight "lets goo to the chance " " we hopped in the range and drove to the park during our drive there i grabbed her hand from her lap and held it the whole way there

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