Secret Lover [.S4s] [Editing]

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- School is karate kicking me in the ass, it's exhaustive but hopefully I will get thru it. 😊😊☺

-staying POSITIVE 😩😀 , I think.

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☆Your Beautiful, Amazing and wonderful and I know you can make it through your daily struggles, so push through them, and stay strong and positive 😊☺☆

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[Sam♢]♢

|Mood| Chillin'

|setting| Home

|Time| Hell if I know

I was in my room, chilling listening to the Internet ~ special affair. just in my own world as usual. my growling stomach, startled me even though I couldn't hear it.

I unplug my headphones and made my way down stairs, in order to find, some food. I look in the fridge.

nothing.

I look in the cabinets.

Nothing.

fuck a nigga hungry. I look out the window and my mom car isn't here, I turn around swiftly and bump into my mom man. "Why you looking around for shit?" he said starring at me like I had two dicks on my forehead.

"I'm In the kitchen looking for , I don't know maybe some damn food." I said back smartly.

"didn't you eat yesterday? " he rises one of his eyebrows.

"The fuck ? nigga I need to eat everyday just like yo ass do." I point at his chest hard and rough.

"you right, I do don't i?" he smirked that's when I caught on to him.

I quickly made my way around him, heading towards the stairs damn near running up them shits. I try to close my door but he pushed it open forcefully, which made me hit my head on the end of my bed board, I was still conscience, he wasn't getting nothing from me.

he walked over to me snatching me up, but i punched him right in the face, then i sent him a good one in his stomach, then I went for my lamp, but he sent a good one to my cheek, which caused my teeth to scrape my mouth.

the taste of iron flooded my mouth. he stuck me with and upper cut then and good blow to my stomach, but I'm not giving up, I kick his ass in the nuts. but it doesn't seem to phase him.

fuck.

I started getting light headed, but I brushed it off. I stood my ground he ain't getting me and I'm sure of it. he tackled me onto my bed. well so I thought.