The Life Of Jamila

The Big Move

"Omg please stop, it hurt" Jamila cried to her mom's company as he was forcing his dick inside of her, she is a 17 year old girl losing her virginity by force.

She heard footsteps coming knowing it was her mom, she screamed louder and louder making sure her mom heard her. Reina busted inside the room and flicked the lights on.

"Steven what the fuck are you doing to my daughter?" Reina screamed pushing him off of Jamila. Steven quickly got up and smacked Reina sending her flying into the wall. Jamila quickly grabbed the lamp off of her nightstand and hit him upside his head with it.

"Jamila pack your clothes and get two-hundred dollars out of my room and go to the neighbors house for the night and in the morning you will be on your way to Atlanta to live with your aunt Joyce, cousin Aleah and Andre, and uncle George. I love you sweetie sorry this had to happen to you" Reina told her.

Jamila quickly did what her mother told her to do and packed up all her belongingess and went next door, Anthony the neighbors son opened the door for her and lead her to one of the guest bedrooms where she would be sleeping for the night.

When morning came Jamila was very sad that she was going to be leaving her mother behind and going all the way to Atlanta to live with her aunt and unlce. She was also happy that this was happening because she loved her aunt to death and she was sure that she was going to have a good life.

Jamila and her mother Reina lived in a two bedroom apartment in the HOOD! Every night someone was getting shot or beat up over some drug money, and she was honestly tired of all the bullshit that was going on in her city. She was born and raised in Birmingham, Chicago also known as the city of death in her mind. Jamila was also ready for the fresh start in Atlanta, GA, although she wasn't good at making friends or anything she was just ready to get out of Chicago.

Jamila was a beautiful young girl. She is mixed with Dominican and black. Jamila stands at a short 4'9 which she inherited from her mother her mom was only 4'11. Jamila has long wavy black hair which has never been touched by anyone but her mother, she was always wearing the same ponytail on top of her head. She had a nice body that was always hidden under big shirts and baggy jeans, but that's all she could afford with her mom working full time at a local food joint in the hood.

When morning came Jamila was the first one up and ready, she couldn't wait to leave the hood. Jamila decided to go wake Anthony up and tell him to drop her off at the airport, she called her aunt and uncle that night to tell them all the details they needed to know making sure they would be there waiting to pick her up. When they arrived at the airport Anthony waited with her until her flight was called, they hugged and she boared her flight to her new home.

When Jamila arrived at the airport in Atlanta she was very nervous to see her aunt, uncles and cousins. All kind of things were running through her head like: "what would they think of me?, Will they accept me and me appearance?, I hope they give me a make over because I really one"

Jamila searched the crowd until she saw a sign that had her name on it, she smile a little and walked towards her new family. When she approached them they all looked shocked to see how Jamila turned out, Jamila noticed the looked and frowned at them at how they were already judging her. Andre cleared his throat and shook his head at his family reaction towards her, he picked up the two bags that she had carried with her and lead her to the car.

Jamila was astonished at the new house she was going to be living in, she has never seen a house this big before. She quickly got out the car when it stopped and grabbed one of her bags and followed Andre into the house.

"Aleah get down here, Jamila is here" Her uncle George yelled

When Aleah got downstairs she was shocked and felt bad at how her cousin was looking, she looked so bad. She thought at how they use to be so close and how they grew apart when she and her family moved to Atlanta. She walked up and hugged her cousin long and hard, honestly Jamila needed that.

"Here is your room Jamila you have your own bathroom, mini fridge and you even have enough room for a couch. Me and Aleah will take you shopping tomorrow to get some clothes and room decoration" Her aunt Joyce told her and walked back out.

Jamila decided to take a shower and lay down for the night, she was very excited about shopping for new clothes maybe she could even ask Aleah for a makeover .