LEHLANI
"We have to go Leh. I love him so much. He can also support us. Our house is way too small." My mother said. She gently placed the last box into the back of the car.
"But ma, life was just getting good." I groaned, as I shift my weight to my other foot.
"Don't you want me to be happy, mija?" My mom asked.
"Obviously I do-"
"Lehlani, your father walked out on us when you were three. Your brother was only a few months old. If you want me to be happy, then please, just do this for me Lehlani." She pleaded.
"Fine mom." I got into the front seat, the cold air pressed against my face. I plugged in my earbuds and started listening to music. My brother climbed in the back, and my mother sat in the passenger seat. I started the car and drove out of the driveway. Preparing for the six hour drive.
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As we entered the neighborhood which had 'Brampton' across a big sign. Big houses, with palm trees spread across the sides, splitting the yards went by. I pulled into the large driveway, as I saw three cars parked outside of the house. The house was huge and I shook my mother awake. She stretched and opened the car door. The snow lightly covered the ground and my Timberlands made imprints in the fresh snow.
The front door opened and Bryan walked out with a guy who I'm assuming is his son. They both had a dark complexion and both looked very fit. My mother ran over to the man and he wrapped his arms around her waist.
"I missed you so much, Bryan!" My mom said, a big grin plastered on her face. He kissed her lips and replied with,
"I missed you more, Jezenya." Bryan replied. He set her down on the ground and Bryan's son walked down the steps.
"Ayo, my name's Jayden." Jayden states.
"Hi Jayden, my name's Lehlani." I said smiling. Jayden motioned for me to follow him, and he walked me through the entire house.
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Lehlani
Jayden
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i was in the middle of making a story like this a few months back, but it was kind of ghetto lmao. so i'm finna try and make this one have an actual plot, ya know.
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