Amirah Harris is 23 old women stuck working dead end jobs of being a waitress and a motel maid. She works by taking orders, cleaning disgusting floors, and working inhumanly long hours. She goes to college on top of that which eats at her as well.
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~Giovanni's POV~ I opened my eyes as the sun beamed into my room, it felt good. As I lifted my torso up and scanned my room, my eyes set onto the spot next to me.
It was empty, as the flashback of what happened yesterday came back. How Amirah ran away because of me, how I hurt her, how I made her run from me.
Guilt once again returned to me, as I sat on the side of my bed. I got up and walked to bathroom. I stared intently at myself in the mirror seeing my green eyes looking back as me and my now messy brown hair, that was once combed perfectly.
Brushing my teeth and washing my face, I then turned off my sink and walked out the bathroom.
After putting on jeans and T-shirt, I decided that I wasn't going to take Amirah back like I wanted to. Instead, I'd watch her from a far until it felt necessary to intervene.
After leaving from my room, I looked at my phone to see it was 7am, as I walked down stairs I was greeted by Cole sitting on the couch.
"What are you going up?" He asked while watching tv.
"Just going out for while, I should be back around 5." I told him while walking to the door and grabbing my keys on the way out.
I made my way to my garage and went in, as I climbed into my black SUV and started it up.
One of my guards opened it up as I drove out and to the main road, first thing was to get to her parents home.
I typed in the address and immediately was shown a modern home, it was cream white with gray and red. It looked nice, as I continued to dig deeper and find more information on Amirah and her family.
Finally I found the house, I wasn't parked my car a couple feet away and watched from afar.
Don't get me wrong, this is stalker-ish and I know that. But if the girl you wanted, that made you feel long-lasting happiness that you've never felt before was on the line.
Would you do the same too?
Watching intently, I waited for movement until I finally saw Amirah emerge from the front door. She wore her hair in a braids, a light blue California sweatshirt, with black tights, and blue Jordan 1's.
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~A/N: I like to add pictures for it to be more imaginative ~
She looked gorgeous as she put her backpack in the front seat of a gray Toyota Camry as an older man, who looked to be her father walked out.
Then came out three other men that looked somewhat like Amirah, I assume her three older brothers.
Once they all piled into the vehicle, her father pulled out of their drive way and drove away. I started my car and followed a little behind.
