The Ghetto Love Story

Chapter- 1 - New Beginnings

"Where's your boyfriend" Asked the man.
"He's gone, he will be back soon though so let's hurry" the woman demanded.

He pulled her  strap down from her shoulders  while she unbuttoned  his shirt quickly.

She grabbed him and suddenly their lips got passionately attached together like magnets.

She caressed him.

He gripped her by her waist and braced himself , he then flipped her around.

She  arched while gently throwing herself back and forth repeatedly at him.

She closed the curtains but continued to put on a grand performance for him.

*Front door opens*

"Babe?"The man coming through the door called.

As he was walking upstairs, he heard two familiar voices moaning in harmony. He was skeptical, he didn't believe his ears. He thought he had  completely lost his mind.

"Babe....?" He called again.

"Stop benji! He's coming!"The lady informed him.
"Put your pants back on" she whispered.
He still had his protection on.

*He kicked the door open*
And just what he suspected but never expected.

"What Is going on here???!!!!!"He shouted.

I- i- can explain. Stuttered His Girlfriend.

"S-sir my apologies"said Benji in a nerve-wracking tone. He was ashamed he got caught.

Fletcher leaped over towards Benji and slapped him across the face.
"Your'e fired!!!...... Move!!!"He shouted. "I will end your life, don't ever step foot here again!!!!!!!."

He then grabbed a glass bottle  that was on the Dresser and threw  it at Benji's head.

But missed.

Just when you thought it was over, he went for his hand-gun.

His girlfriend started crying :"Kill him!"

"I'm giving you 5 seconds to get out benji" Fletcher said.  He loaded his gun.

Benji was looking for a quick way to escape but couldn't find any.

"5!...4!...3!..."Fletcher countdown.

*Benji stood there in fright *

"..2!....."Fletcher continued.

*He then pulled the trigger*

* years later*

A couple moved in a mansion that was owned by the woman's great- grandfather who died leaving the house for his daughter and her husband. Her great-grandfather was well known in the area, everyone respected him.
At the house on Candyland Street which was considered to be the best house in the community,is where the couple decided to raise their daughter named Sasha Harrington.

Sasha was a light-skinned girl,had the shape of an hour glass with long brown hair that touches her rear. Sasha was a pretty girl with her  brown eyes but she was insecure about her chin and her high pitched voice.  Her mother was a white woman whilst her father was a black man, her parents were very rich. They were the owners of a real estate company Called 'Fletchers' here, and a club in New York called 'Flaming hot' these businesses were in existence for more than a decade. It was passed down from generation to generation, more and more they modernized the businesses.The couple took full ownership of both businesses when they got married.