Isaiah
When I got home from the store, I walked up the stairs and knocked on the door before walking into Arons room. When I walked in, him and ole' girl was cuddled up knocked out. I put the bag down on the floor and walked out the room and closed the door behind me. Seeing her like that softened my heart a little. I don't know the girl but she was beautiful minus all the bruises and stuff. I walked down the stairs and walked down the hall to my room. I had on some black basketball shorts on and a black muscle shirt with white Nike's socks and my Nike slides. I kicked off my shoes and laid down in my bed. I took my phone out my pocket and decided to text Dashia since we haven't talked in a minute
Me: Hey
Otha-Half: Mhmm what you want ?
Me: Damn no hey back
Otha-Half: Naa, but you can loose my number .
Me: Damn its like that ?
Otha-Half: Yea its like that.
I shook my head at the texts, I got up and took a quick shower and I threw on an all black v-neck some black tru's and my red, white and blue Air Max's. I also put on my Black Diamond earring with the chain to match. As I was brushing my hair in the mirror I thought about my past before I came up in the game.
Me and Dashia grew up together we would sitting in her room at like 3 in the morning eating leftovers from dinner her family had the night before. No one knew I would come see her, every time I run away from a Foster home I would go to her.
"Zay" dashia said as I was finishing my mashed potatoes. "Mhmm" I mummed as I was scraping the plate it's been a minute since I had a real meal so this tastes like heaven. You could never go wrong with Meatloaf, mashed potatoes with gravy on top and green beans mixed with bacon. "why do you keep leaving them homes you get sent to?" she asked, I rolled my eyes at the thought of staying with someone other then my mother. I didn't have any family that could take me in legally cause they either had an attended murder case or a felony they couldn't be 'Forgiven'. that's How the judge put it, I took at it as another black kid being taking from his family and eventually being lost in the system. "Dashia would you wanna stay with a stranger" I said looking at her while putting my plate down. she shook her head no. "Well that's why I keep leaving " I said "plus everywhere they send me is to far away form you" she smiled and leaned over and kissed my lips I deepened the kiss and pulled her on top of me.
I loved Dashia so much I couldn't I had to make her mine, that night when I took her virginity and she took me mine. We was together for awhile, that was before the street fame and the bitches. When Dashia caught me cheating it was over right then and there. I chased after her for a whole year saying sorry everytime I seen her and buying her everything she needed and wanted. But she still didn't look my way. On new years day she texted me saying she was of it and she forgives me and we could only be friends. I was so happy we started to hang out like we use to and everything, I even gave her a key to my apartment. That was a big ass mistake cause one day she came over to check on me cause I wasn't texting her back, she walked in on me fucking her best friend. I chased after her and said I was sorry she just shrugged her shoulder and told me she didn't care. I guess she wasn't mad at me at the moment, cause she slowly cut me off. that's are problem today, I can't get her to talk to me. Every time I get her back in my life I fuck up. I love her I really do she is my first love, but I just think I should leave her alone so she can find better. I glanced in the mirror one last time and left. I needed to see how business was going .
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In My Mind
Teen FictionAron is a 16 year old boy struggling to hold on to every thing he loves, will Aron find a way to hold on to his first love or will it be to late?