Stills Dy's POV (that's Dy^^)
It's now 11:00 and I'm still up thinking about what Sasha told me. She was laying beside me I'm one of my white t-shirts and boxers since she didn't have a change of close I let her borrow some of mine. Her light snores filled the room as I sat up against the headboard replaying what she said "He hit me and tried to rape me" those words floated heavy in my head. I closed my eyes and formed a tight fist I swear I was ready to kill whoever this nigga was. I got up and was about to leave out the room when I heard her voice crack and say "Where you going Dy-Dy" I smiled when she said that cs she the only person ik say my nickname twice. "Nowhere ma I'm just going to the bathroom you cool with that? " I said leaning against the door frame. "Yeah just hurry up back" she said turning her back towards me I smirked and made my way to the bathroom she swear she my moma few. I went to the bathroom and splashed water on my face to calm my self down and went back in the room
As soon as I laid down I felt the bed shift and felt Sasha tiny arms wrap around my waist I didn't move her away from me cs I wanted to her to know I would protect her and to let her know she was safe with me. As I was dosing off I heard her mumbling I couldn't make out what she was saying but I heard the last part when she said 'Thanks Dy-Dy " I kissed her forehead and was knocked out.
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No Face No Trace
RomanceMy mother and father made me but the streets raised me. 18 year old Dymone (dia-mond) is coming to the end of her senior year at Lincoln high and is face with the decision of running the streets or bettering herself ,but the making up her mind won't...
