Samaya and Taraya grew up in the heart of Detroit. 8Mile was not the best place to raise two little girls, but hell that's where they were born, and not a day goes by that they don't remind each other were they came from. They grew up in struggle, without parents no school and trying their best to make it through the night to see another day. Samaya's mother was beautiful, she was a singer from a wealthy family and she loved life all together, but in college she fell for the wrong guy and her life spiraled out of control when he introduced her to a life she never would have thought existed. Her mother was thrown out of school when she was caught doing heroin in her dorm room. For a while she was able to cover it up she started singing in a small lounge and moved in with her boyfriend, all the while she was still doing her drugs. It wasn't long before the beatings started, no matter how many times she told herself she would leave his sorry ass. She always seemed to tell herself she loved him more and that one day he would stop. Well that day never came, and she didn't get the message until she was in the hospital with a broken jaw and six bused ribs.
When she finally got away from him she threw herself into her work, oh and just so you didn't think i forgot, the money she made at the lounge went straight to her drug habit. After her parents found out about her new ways of living they cut off all tie with her. Her drug habit never really got to the point of total downfall, she never lost her looks or voice, but all the while that didn't stop her from making one bad choice after another.
As for Taraya's mother she didn't come from a wealthy family she was born and raised in the lowest parts of Detroit. She had no clue what a sliver spoon even looked like, because she grew up on plastic everything. Her father was never around and her mother slept with anything on two legs walking or three for that matter. By the time she was fifteen she had already had her second abortion, moved in with her thirty three year old boyfriend (a.k.a sugar daddy), and although he would not let her drop out of school he sure didn't have a problem with her getting a job at the Daddy Yankee strip club down 8 mile and livernois. She stopped talking to her mom all together and would even see her around the street most day, but treated her like any other hoe bag that walked the blocks. Taraya and Samaya's mothers met through the same guy they both had been knockin boots with, and like the true smart asses that they were instead of pulling, scratching, and clawing at each other, they decided to pull their weight and jump his dumb ass. After that, they found out that they were better off together than apart, so that's what started the first generation of 8miles corrupted beauty's.
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8 miles corrupted beauties
General FictionWe ran our city to the top of our game and hustle. We were true thugs and we made sure everybody and they mommas knew it. Hell we was thugs and one thing was for sure we didn't fall in love. But who knew that the day would come when we would fall fo...