Paris's P.O.V.
I was driving to the trap house with my best friend Ace to handle some business.
"So, you know the Mexicans got a hit out for us." Ace said looking at his phone.
"So nigga I ain't scared." I said still looking at the road.
"Nigga you should be, they might go looking for Payton." He said.
"And all them niggas will be dead." I said as we pulled up. We got out the car and went in to the house. All my workers were playing cards and had bitches in there lap.
"Get the fuck out!" I yelled. The girls hurried out the room I sat down in the head chair at the end of the table. Everybody sat down.
"As you know the Mexicans have a fit out for us." I said. They all nodded their heads.
"We need to find them before they find Payton." I said. I knew I couldn't let them find Payton because if they did she would be dead.
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I was in my kitchen making pork chops, mashed potatoes, and corn. My new stereo was blasting Rihanna's "Stay" . I was singing along. My door bell rang. I took my pork chops out the grease. I hurried to get the door. It was P.
"What are you doing here?" I asked. He walked in.
"I smelled them pork chops from down the hall." He said going to the kitchen.
"I needed something to eat before the first day of school tomorrow." He said biting in to the pork chop.
"Alright you can have dinner with me." I said. I took the food to the table and we sat and began to eat.
"How was yo day?" He asked.
"Good." I said simply.
"I want you to meet some of my friends tomorrow in school." He said.
"I bet you the popular boy in school huh?" I asked.
"Something like that." He said eating corn. I put my fork down a drank some of my Pepsi.
"You know what you told me the other day?" He said.
'Yea." I said.
"I feel you, I've been through the same thing." He said.
"How?" I asked.
"Me and Payton were adopted by Chantell because our real mother was a drug addict." He said. I went and sat next to him and rubbed his back.
"It's alright, we all have trouble in our life." I said.
"I know but Payton deals with this differently, after she found out Chantell wasn't our mother she started going crazy. She started hanging with the wrong people and doing all kinds of drug and I turned to the streets." He said.
"P it's going to be alright." I said. He turned to me and I saw the tears rolling down his beautiful face.
"Why do god forgives people like me?" He asked.
"Jesus died for our sins, and god forgives everybody no matter for what they have done. Just ask god for forgiveness." I said still rubbing his back.
"Passion?" He called my name.
"Yes, P?" I asked.
"Promise me something?" He asked.
"Anything." I said.
"Don't tell anybody you saw me cry." He said. I laughed.
"I promise." I said. He stood up and wiped his noise.
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The Elements of Passion
General FictionPassion is 16 and finally released from the group home she has been living in for the past 6 years. She moves in her new apartment and starts school. She isn't looking for love but love finds her. She meets the local thug Paris. But everybody calls...