Amarah has a tough time adjusting to many things. Life seems to throw her everything she can't handle. When she loses the love of her life, she has to adjust to not having anyone there for her. She finds herself falling into the life of Rico Roberts...
I have hella stuff going on with school and extracurricular activities. I haven't had much time to write, and I honestly was gonna give up on this book. This book is my baby though, and I can't do that.
So it's undergoing some maintenance. I'm unpublishing the last two chapters. I had a specific plot for this book, but it kinda went left.
As many of you know, I specifically made Jordan a bad character. Everyone in the book loves Jordan, and adores her, but the readers get a different view. They see something different.
I want the readers to hate the main character. I want y'all to despise Jordan so much. I haven't read to many books where I've hated the beloved character.
So I'll publish latest chapters just in case you wanted to read them, and the latest one I was writing that will not be published. I hope you continue to read :).
Chapter 13: Luck
We ain't gotta rush Try your luck out like you gamblin
:Dreezy
AMARAH
"You know why these bitches love me? Cause baby don't give a fuck,"A voice sung lowly.
I opened my eyes. The headache made me cringe. It felt like a thousand bullets went through my forehead. I slowly sat up and looked around the room. It was empty except for one girl. She held her phone in her hand, and her AirPods played music very loudly.
A chart across the room displayed my records. My name was written in capital letters. I squinted to see the small writing, but it only made my headache worse.
My phone lit up. I looked to the right of me and saw the get well messages from at least thirty people. Jordan's face stood behind all of them. I turned my phone over.
The girl and I finally made eye contact. I studied her features. She was light skinned, with blonde hair. She had on a grey sweatsuit.
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"Oh uhhh...."She trailed off.
"Who are ya?"
"I'm Lan-"
"Bitch ion want ya name. I wanna kna who ya is."
She chuckled, "You should be happy you just came out of a coma. I wouldn't let that slide for anybody else."
I looked at her. She straightened up in her seat.
"Oh right. I'm Rico's friend, Lanai. He just went to the vending machine, so I stay-"
"Coma?"I asked as the words registered in my mind. "I was inna coma?"
"Medically induced of course. The doctors didn't want to put you on anesthesia because of the baby."
