Hayden's aunt wanted him to move in with her after being kicked out of his mom's house, hoping for a positive change. until, when Taurus, a childhood friend in the neighborhood, developed feelings for him. This sudden infatuation from someone outsid...
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As the faint moonlight seeped through his curtains, his eyes slowly fluttered open. He emitted a sleepy groan, and his gaze shifted towards the alarm clock resting on the dresser. The red glow of the numbers revealed that it was 10:59 PM. His body rolled over flat on his back as he rubbed the traces of sleep from his eyes. He gazed at the ceiling, hearing the slience from outside and in the house. It felt unreal to him for the first time.
His mind circled back to the unknown male who locked eyes with him intensely, and his smirk etched in his memory. The older male kept him up at night. Was it strange?
He needed to quickly discover his true identity, at least to become acquainted with a neighbor. Hayden consistently carries a gun at his side, as a precautionary measure.
Hayden was in his aunt's house, spending his first night in his new room, and unfortunately, he abruptly woke up in the middle of the night.
He rose from the bed and approached his dresser, selecting a black t-shirt and corresponding pants, swiftly dressing himself while putting on socks and black Air Force ones.
The young male quickly retrieved his Glock from beneath his pillow, ensuring that the safety was still engaged. He concealed the securely sealed firearm in his waistband and adjusted his hoodie to discreetly hide it.
Hayden wasn't scared of shit though. It was a main mantra he lived by.
Thankfully, his new home was a one-story home which meant it didn't take much effort to sneak out of the house, like he did at his mom's house.
But still, the words from his mom echoed in the depths of his mind. "The last thing I want is that lil nigga fuckin' your life like he did mine!"
This was what his mom warned his aunt about, him. Pushing those thoughts away rather quickly as he remained focused on his little mission.
Hayden gradually walked toward the window before looking back at the bedroom door, he stuffed a bunch of pillows under the blanket, he exhaled sharply. He lifted the window slowly.
