Jacques
"Fuck." I looked up and down the road trying to see if any cars were coming. Only thing that was out here was dirt and what looks like a old house.
Then this sharp pain hit me. "Ah shit." I held my head in my hands as this pounding headache started from nowhere.
Once it pasted I tried to see if anything looked familiar but nothing did.
Where the fuck am I?
I laced around trying to figure something out.
My phone!
I unzipped my hoodie pocket and reached in for it.
I turned towards the moon light to see my screen shattered so bad there were pieces missing.
I turned it on but the battery sign flashed letting me know I have one percent.
"Damn." I put my hand on my forehead as the pain came back.
My head felt like someone was trying to grab my brain through my eyes.
The pain was so bad I couldn't stand anymore. I flipped down on the ground and felt myself sink in.
"What the hell?" Fresh dirt was under me. I looked around at the ground to see there were no other spots like this.
I unconsciously dug into the dirt patch and my hand connected with something cold.
Grabbing the object and instantly knew it was metal. I pulled it up to see it was the head of a shovel.
I used the end of it to stand up.
Even with my head hurting like this, I don't know why but I felt the need to dig deeper.
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Neriah
RomanceNeriah Calvin is 23 and is starting a once in a lifetime internship with one of the most successful teams in the NBA. When she lays her eyes on the rookie of the team, Jacques Zion, jealously becomes a battle to stay together or a way to grow closer.