**Zyir
After a long night at the club I leave and start my journey home. I'm down the block from my house and I see that same black charger. Instead of speed walking away, I act as if I don't see it at all. Now, I'm a couple feet away from my house. Just my luck. The black charger happens to be posted right in front. I walk up slowly, not sire if its even his car. "Hello?" I say while tapping on the window. Finally,My mystery boy comes from behind the shiny black door. "Aye, ma, I seen you walkin . just wanted to make sire you was safe" he told. " well thank you. Even though it was creepy it was nice. Have a good night" I say attempting to walk away. He grabs my arms and pulls me to him. My front facing his but my face to his chest. "Mind I ask but what's in the duffle bag?" He asks. I start to stiffen. No one really knew about the club and the people who did judged me wrongly about it. "Calm down ma. Its just a question" I guess he felt my nervs racing. " yea. But its just my way of living wrapped up in keeps safe" I say trying to confuse him so he would let me go. "Lemme see it" he grabs the bag before I could object. While he's browsing through my bag I try and read his facial expressions which happened to be very unreadable. "Why do you have these skimpy ass clothes in here and all this money?" Hus voice sou ding as if he already knew the answer to his own questions. "I told you but was my way if living. Better yet. SURVIVING." I say as my voice started to crack. I snatched the bag from him and ran towards my house , with him dead on my heals.
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AcakHere is a Love Story about a girl, named zyir, who goes through it all. From heart break and traumatizing memories. Zyir feels as though she just won't make it anymore but a walk alone isn't what she needed. Being kidnapped is bad enough but catchin...
