Amara P.O.VI twirled around freely and out of my right state of mind. My eyes were closed leaving me with only four of my senses. Wait I lied something was blocking me from hearing the world around me. Yes, I wasn't in my right state of mind, my whole body wasn't in my control. The hands that gripped and tugged on my skimpy outfit was under control right now. He controlled me to come to this party at 12 am. He controlled me wear this. He put me under control to try a product I was told to stay away all my life.
They cheered me on as I sniffed up and flooded my mind and body with the harmful substances.
I questioned who Trey really was and if he cared about me at all. Sure it wasn't Trey and the others fault that I was on drugs because I had a choice and made my decision on my own.I could have said no but peer pressure worked so easily on me.
"Turn around baby let me see that pretty face of yours," His smooth voice took control of my body. My head landed on his chest and my gripped loosened on his shirt. "It's okay imma take care of you beauty," As my body started falling and back clouded me a lone tear fell. My mind didn't let me rest in peace without bringing back memories of Herald.
Herald P.O.V
I sat in my room Sunday night counting the money I had made in the past weeks. I was still missing a few grand and I knew I had only a day left or Buff won't have a problem with taking my money and my life. All day my mind was on Amara and what our relationship had come well if we ever had a damn relationship. Honestly, I don't know what went wrong, what happened to my beauty. I recalled the time I finally got to kiss her perfect set of pink lips. Then I recalled the time she cussed me out but I couldn't stay mad at her for she lodged herself in my heart and there wasn't anything I could do.
Where could she be right now?
What the heck was she doing right now?
Who was she with? My heart pounded on anticipation with each second I took a breath without her. Damn she had a nigga getting in their feelings without even caring.
In all, I just wanted to know if she was alright. I sighed and moved off my porch. It was 2 am and I couldn't sleep. Her house was across from me and all the lights were off. I'd gotten news from her sister that she hasn't come home yesterday and only called to say she was staying at a friend house. I didn't know what to say and figured no hope that it wasn't Trey.
I knew I should have kept an eye on that nigga he seemed familiar like I've seen him a couple times in the past. I didn't dwell on him much because as I soon as that thought went through my head I got a text.
aye did u see this? ~ Tj
I clicked on the link he sent me and the Instagram app opened up and Amara's pictures popped up and I almost broke my phone. I slide through her exposed pics of her that was sent to my phone before. Now there was all over the internet being viewed by everyone. The worst part was I felt the old me coming back as I got another text message.
Unknown number ~ look she even smiled for me. If u want her come to the old lake house.
In the picture, she laid on the floor fingers moved her lips to make it seem as if she was the who smiled on her own.
I didn't need to know more to know who I was talking to and why Trey looked so familiar to me.
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