Life Can Be A Fairytale

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♡Aijah Sims♡

"You little whore can't even suck a dick right." Garrett said literally kicking out OUR apartment. I fell face first. I then felt a garbage bag and some of my clothes being thrown onto me. He planned this? I looked down at my attire shorts and a crop top, with chucks. I do look like a whore, I paraded around in this, because HE told me to. That was the second thought to mind.

My name Aijah Aventine Sims. My name alone would have me killed. My mother Francis Clemens, gave me this last name, out of nowhere. I have no knowledge who my father is, because my mothers side of the family died in a huge fire when I was 10. As I became older I turned to my friends and who certainly turned to my best friends Deedrah and Garrett. I was only 15 at the time and they were 16 and 17 so we had a whole lot of sleepovers. I was the youngest and the clueless one. We were oh so close until I came home to see Deedrah packing to live with Remo, her baby daddy. She hasn't given birth yet but she's busting out. Garrett changed the most I took it as him being the oldest. But NO he changed to become a PIMP. Him kicking me out just because I didn't want to suck him up. Hit home real hard. I was once again homeless, but this time I don't even trust my friends forget that shit I don't trust my damn self. I quickly packed my shit and ran for freedom. I ran knowing if he opened the door again. He would be the last to see me alive.

"I have nothing." I weeped, dragging my trash bag along. Guys were beeping and trying to get me to follow them but all I would tell them is what they wouldn't want to hear.

~•~I AM DAMAGED GOODS.~•~

That would always have them running. I walked up to a phone pole, and called the only one that would help me at *checks watch* 3 a.m. Remo, thought I was gonna say Deedrah, y'all fuck'd up cause...

1)You fuck with her sleep that's your face. 

2)and she's PREGNANT with them hormones. 

3) She'll kill me. (Even though I'm already dead inside.)

It rang three good times before he answered. I sniffed and prepared myself for this heavy conversation I'm about to have.

"Ayo! I'm a very busy man, can you hurry this shit up." He said harshly, I jumped and I sniffed again.

"It-It's me, Aijah." I said, I heard him, chuckle.

"Y'all little hoes, still tryna be my wifey best friend y'all bitches dry as fuck."

"No really Remo it is me." I said and I knew what he's gonna say.

"Prove it."

"Deedrah Gloriana Fuentes, 22 years old, 4 months pregnant with YO BABY! Used to work at Crayola strip club where y'all met. She caught your eye because she was speaking in her native tongue. You love the fact she has a tattoo of a crown that is placed right above her 'Royal Ass'."

"Shiiiid, everyone knows that shit." He said, in his natural tone of voice.

"Your real name is Remoru Kingsley Dorsey." I said with little to no emotion.

"Aye what's up baby sis why you calling from an unknown number what that nigga do?!" He said all on one breath.

"I just need you to come and get me...please. I'm only 5 blocks from the house and-" I started.

"Worry no more, Shiloh be there in 30 seconds." He said. Mmm...Shiloh his sexy self.

"Stop thinking bout him." He said and I heard the seriousness he always as if he were my brother.

"Okay...I'm gonna go in Kwik Stop." I said, my stomach was singing, like Mariah hitting them high notes, just that mine were real low.

I left my bag and quickly ran into Kwik Stop, the owner was cursing me out but I just kept saying I'm sorry. I grabbed a big bag of potato chips, gummy worms, snickers and a can of Arizona.

"That will be $5.75, miss." The owner said in a very strong accent he reminded me of Apu from the Simpsons. I felt all in my pocket looking for the six dollars I always carry.

"$5.75 miss." He repeated, I apologized, and looked out the window. I told him to wait and I ran out just in time for an addict to grab my shit and disappear in the night. I stomped my foot, as if I didn't think that would happen. I know that had my purse in it.

"Damn.Damn.DAMN!" I said looking up at the dark clouds I swear if it rains. I turned to see a Maserati parked up. I knew it was Shiloh, by they way his seat was tilted back, and his iPhone screen lit his face. I heard thunder, I jumped, but not even a bit of movement from him. I ran into the store.

"Apu, Never mind I'll just put this stuff back for you." I said quickly.

"How do you know my name?" was all that he asked, I was in shock, maybe my intuition on people is better than I thought. I just observed him and noticed him name tag. I pointed to it while walking out. I tapped Shiloh's window. He didn't even look up, he just unlocked the doors. I slid in and he started the car without acknowledging my presence. I sat back.

"Belt." He said nonchantly, I was confused.

"Huh?." I asked looking at the right side of his face.

"Seat belt." He said pulling out of the Kwik Stop's parking lot. Still not even glancing at me. As usual. Yeah this is normal, but I'm surprised every time. I buckled and he started to speed because of the hour no one was on the road. Cops knew his car so they ain't bother messing with him. He is the son of Swinton Brown who is the right hand man to the Notorious Avant Sims. This is what I'm talking about the last name. That's why I use Deedrah's. When they hear my name they automatically see his face. My teachers were always nicer to me too. They claim I'm his mystery baby. Story goes like

~Sims fell in love with his high school sweetheart Francine Clemens(I know, I know it's very close to my mothers name) When she was pregnant with there child she ran cause she was afraid of him finding out and ending everything between them.(My mom feared none but god.) He's never been the same the say. He did get Francine's favorite name for a daughter tattooed on himself. (Crazy Nigga! What if he had a son?)~

I felt the car stop, I jerked fourth. Thank God he told me to put the seatbelt on or my tiny ass would've flew out the damn windshield. He laughed at me and my reaction. Rude ass nigga(-.-). I looked at him and rolled my eyes. We were at this big ass house. But it wasn't Remo & Deedrah big ass house. Where the fuck am I?