You're all mine .

Chapter 1

thursday night
10:pm

Naomi sat on the floor of her small town home listening to Sade playing softly in the background while she continued packing up the last few boxes preparing for her move to the new state Los Angeles , her mind began to wander on where this journey would take her and how she could only hope for the best .

taking a moment to look around the room seeing all her artwork lined up against the wall , she smiled . she was proud of where she was at the moment , from being placed in a psychiatric ward due to her mom committing suicide to becoming a psychiatrist therapist herself . though this career path was more her grandfather idea she still couldnt be more proud of herself . her upbringing was pure & full of innocence , she never wanted wanted for anything . her grandparent gave her money and took care her expensive lifestyle but she wanted to experience things on her own . Her grandmother—Delilah Taylor was married to Her grandfather—O'Neil Taylor Jr and had been for forty five years they shared one daughter Olivia Taylor , Naomi's Mother. The couple had raised Naomi since she was 11 months old , the young girl's mother had ran and out of her life until her death two and a half years ago

if someone would've told her this is were she would be 4 years ago she wouldn't have believed you .

her moving to another state was based on the recent job offer she had received, working for the state as an court appointed therapist . she couldn't pass up the opportunity , though her parents were still slightly upset about her improvise decision. she couldn't help but feel excited and eager to finally explore the world .

Naomi's grandparents hid her from the world , she didnt get to watch television nor did she have access to any social media , she simply just lived her childhood on her families farm taking care of the animals & reading books .

if it wasnt for her childhood best friend Kionnie she wouldnt have known who Nicki Minaj was . she was homeschooled her entire childhood & got to graduate at the age of sixteen years old , thank to her dedicated grandparents. Naomi knew that they just didnt want her to be like her mom , dead . Kionnie happened to move next door to her at seven while Naomi was six and we had been friends ever since . Kionnie ending up moving away to Los Angeles to pursue her career at age twenty while eighteen year old Naomi stayed behind to finish off her last year of college . the small friend group still kept in touch if not everyday or other day . their friendship has never changed & nor has the love .

Being finished with college for one year now Naomi was ready to move forward with master degree and find a good paying job , Kionnie convinced Her to look for jobs miles away so they could now live in the same state & house together.

Kionnie badly missed her best friend & wanted her close , Feelings as if now was the best time since Naomi was now a adult and wasnt being shield by her grandparents anymore , She wanted Naomi to explore & have fun as well as achieve her career goals . Kionnie reminders vividly how Naomi grandparents wouldnt let her leave their home grounds no matter what not even with her , the only time the family actually left home was when they all were together . Kionnie tried on many occasions to get Naomi out the house but her grandfather wasnt having it .

Naomi realized she had finally packed up her entire apartment , she stood on her feet walking to her kitchen island grabbing the pearled backwood out the ashtray putting it to her lips before lighting it . She walked around the house with a t shirt and panties , she stopped in front of the full body mirror to examine herself admiring her body covered in tattoos , one thing could say about her grandparents they allowed her to express herself in every way from painting to tattooing . she began getting tattoos at the age of 16 soon as she graduated, creating all her tattoos herself . the was the upside of being an artist , the downside was it was time consuming & very intimate . and though she was raised on her grandparents showing each other intimacy it slightly made her uncomfortable . maybe because she had never experienced it .