A story about a boy and his therapist.

He slowly turned to me with the meanest look I've ever seen on his beautiful face. His long legs allowed him to take three short steps towards me until we were face to face. He leaned down to reach my height and then pushed me against the wall. "I don't do relationships," he said very coldly. My heart dropped but my pride fell before my heart could reach my stomach. He resumed packing my bag. "Why not?" I asked with an attitude to appear unbothered but I really am. "Because, they're-" his sentence was cut off by gunshots. "Fuck!" He yelled then grabbed me and threw me on the floor behind the bed. _________________________ Life was never easy for Grace whether it was growing up in her country or moving to New York for a better life. But life never turns out the way you think it will. She'll soon find out whether or not, if one of the most dangerous man in the city, will be able to give her what the last man couldn't. Alessandro Columbo. That's all you have to say and men will twitch out of fear. The last name alone will get you to places you could never imagine. But that last name alone, can get you killed in a heartbeat. One of the most dangerous men in New York City, can't fall in love. Right?

WRITTEN IN JAMAICAN PATIOS/PATWAH "Yow yow mic check 1..2..3...yes di mic good enough cuz mi want unu hear dis loud an clear. Dis yah story affi go be a well draff up package bout I bad gyal Poochie. My lifestyle no normal an no bady cyah tep ina my position no day. So if u ready fi a good roller coaster ride jump up ina dis. But no get too brite up in here no wah here unu opinion bout ntn weh mi do or seh. Tanx yeah. Alrite ketch mi a di party dung e road." "Hold on Alissa Bryan just a bit more questioning." The wattpad writer leads her back to the chair to continue the interview. "Alrite hurry up." Alissa aka Poochie sits down aggravated. "So now that we are writing about your lifestyle in this wattpad book, how do you feel about this opportunity?" The interviewer smiles as Poochie thinks. "Well dis can be a study guide to all a dem dutty *beeep* deh weh jealous ova mi. Mek dem si seh dem cyah walk ina my shoes." "How do you know that they are jealous?" The wattpad interviewer asks. Poochie claps two loud claps then hangs over the chair laughing until she begins to hiccup. "Yah ask me how me know? Becah dem gyal deh live pan mi Instagram an a chat mi tink seh mi nah hear back. Same ppl dem chat mi wid tell mi back. Mi just smell badmine pan dem." "Well Poochie we hope you get your life together or this wattpad book will be very sloppy n no one will read it." The wattpad interviewer rolls her eyes at Poochie standing up. "But yuh wrenk, yuh *beeeeeeeep beep beep beep* wrenk lemme start the first chapter fi yuh." Woop woop bap bash bang woop woop clash clang woop. "Next time no run off yuh mouth if yuh cyah fight." Poochie walks out leaving a stunned interviewer and wattpad story writing crew. HIGHEST RANK Migration #1 ____________________________________________________________________________________________ ♥♥♥ DONT ♥♥♥ ♪♪♪ PLAY WITH ♪♪♪ ♥♥♥ POOCHIE!