I stormed out of the building and decided to just go home. I knew it was too good to be true. I knew it was impossible for anyone to ever love me.
I thought Darnell wasn't like the rest you know, that typical nigga but boy was I wrong.
I stormed to my apartment and slammed the door open. His little whore of a girlfriend wasnt shit either.
She did that shit just to get back at me. I stormed into the kitchen and ripped everything Darnell had bought out the cabinets.
I wasted feelings on this nigga, I told him about my life only for him to do that shit?
"Armani? Where are you?" Yelled a familiar voice, Darnell. My door slammed open
"Get the hell out!" I yelled still throwing stuff from the cabinets.
"Armani stop it" he said grabbing my arm so I couldn't throw anything else.
"Get off me! You don't care about me, you never did"
"Armani I do care, if I didn't would I even take the time to come check on your ass?" he said but I didn't believe him cause if he did he wouldn't be kissing on that bitch.
"Then why were you kissing on that bitch?"
Darnell got quiet and turned away.
"Oh that's what the fuck I thought, get out!" I yelled
"No, not until you calm down" he said tightening his grip.
" GET THE FUCK OUT" I yelled
Darnells expression saddened before he let his grip go.
" im sorry Armani, I aint mean to hurt you" he said before walking out of the kitchen and out the door.
Something deep inside of me wanted him to stay but I just couldnt.
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Darnell
I walked down the street drowning myself in my own thoughts. I shouldnt have let her kiss me, matter of fact I dont even know why I met her in the first place.
I started to think of Armani, her beautiful face so shattered once she saw me kissing yvette. Something snapped inside me and I pulled out my phone.
I opened up my convo with yvette
To yvette: fuck you and lose my fucking number. You a bitter ass hoe with no life and yea I do have feelings for Armani, your ass was just some pussy. You will never compare to Armani and if you ever put your hands on her its your fucking head.
I hit sent the message feeling like a load was lifted off my chest. I was almost to my house when my phone vibrated. I looked at my phone, it was a message from yvette.
I opened up the message
From yvette: nigga you must have forgotten who I am. Dont you ever threaten me cause I can get your ass layed the fuck out real quick and I wasnt just some pussy when you was all up in it though but you a dog anyway delete my thread bitch.
I laughed she cant talk for shit cause her pussy was like raw hamburger meat. I couldnt crash even if I wanted too.
I made it to my house only to be welcomed by me beautiful girls. Words couldnt explain how much I love my sisters. They the reason why I chose to keep breathing.
"Hey nelly" they said at the same time.
" hey babies" I said while picking them up and throwing them over my shoulders .
They laughed loudly as I spun them around before I placed them on the couch.
"Wheres mom?" I asked them the house was quiet ususally she would yell my name or something but it was silent.
"Demarcus" said mariah
I was confused cause all she said was demarcus. Dajah then started to cry. My body stiffened.
"What did demarcus do? Where is mom?"
"He took her" said dajah
"Took her where? Was she okay when she left?"
"He dragged her out by her hair" said Mariah as a tear fell down her face.
I pulled both of them into a tight hug and told them to go upstairs to pack some clothes.
My blood was boiling ass I paced the living room. Everything hes done to my family started running through my head. I dont care if I get life in prison.
Im gonna kill Demarcus.
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Loving The Plug(urban)
Teen Fiction16 year old Armani has been going through hell since she was born. Living with an abusive mother and trying to care for her two brothers on top of going to school where girls do nothing but try to break her. Then she meets Darnell, a 17 year old dru...