Love comes in waves. 🌊 • "Give me your phone," he said, breaking me out of my thoughts. "What?" "Give me your phone," he repeated, holding his hand out. I looked towards the door. What if Ron is lingering close by and somehow sees? I don't have time for him if he gets even more angry. I know taking E's number is harmless, but I know I could never be totally done with Ron. But you said you were tired of his shit, Ava, I thought to myself. You can't keep going back and forth, expecting him to change. "That nigga don't move me," Emanuel said with a slight smirk on his face.

Every story has a beginning. But not every story begins with love.

Keeping Our Promise Khrome Carter never had the luxury of being a kid. At seventeen, he's already a second father to his four younger siblings, raised by a single mother who works double shifts just to keep the lights on. Basketball was supposed to be his way out. Love was never part of the plan. Soulynn Bennett was raised to be perfect. Straight-A student. Church every Sunday. Home before dark. The oldest daughter in a strict household where reputation is everything and feelings are optional. She's always been the strong one - the quiet one. Until two pink lines change everything. Now love feels heavier. Friends feel distant. Parents feel like enemies. And childhood feels over. In a city that expects them to fail, Khrome and Soulynn must decide: Will they repeat the cycles that raised them... or break them? Because keeping a promise is easy. Growing up is not.

𝘛𝘏𝘐𝘕𝘎𝘚 𝘊𝘏𝘈𝘕𝘎𝘌, 𝘗𝘌𝘖𝘗𝘓𝘌 𝘊𝘏𝘈𝘕𝘎𝘌, 𝘍𝘌𝘌𝘓𝘐𝘕𝘎𝘚 𝘊𝘏𝘈𝘕𝘎𝘌 𝘛𝘖𝘖.....

"𝖨𝗈𝗇 𝖦𝗈𝗍 𝖭𝗈𝖻𝗈𝖽𝗒 𝖡𝗎𝗍 𝖸𝗈𝗎...𝖣𝗈 𝖨..?"

❝𝙞 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙡𝙚 𝙡𝙞𝙛𝙚?❞ 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙖𝙞𝙙. 𝙞 𝙬𝙖𝙨𝙣'𝙩 𝙣𝙚𝙘𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙖𝙧𝙞𝙡𝙮 𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙞𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙨, 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙡𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝙥𝙖𝙞𝙣. 𝙞 𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙'𝙫𝙚 𝙨𝙖𝙞𝙙 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜. - short story. started: august 9th 2022 ended: n/a

Dealing with an abusive Uncle took a toll on Kennedy. However her friendship with Diya kept her sane, sometimes even alive. Diya meant everything to Kennedy, but when conflict starts to arise between Kennedy and Diya's brother. She has to decide which relationship she'll put on the line. Her long standing friendship with Diya or her one sided love.

"Took forty-five minutes to get all dressed up, we ain't even gon' make it to this club."

"How are you supposed to keep your man with your hair in that mess, Tamia?" "And has your hair been looking like that all week?" She went on talking about my hair now, considering it was blown-out instead of well kept, hot combed and straightened the way that she liked. "No, mama." I dragged, annoyed completely now with all of my peace gone in this moment. "I just got out of the shower and I just finished washing and blow-drying my hair." "I'm going to hot comb it and then flat iron it when I'm finished doing my skincare." "Yasin's not going to be home until tomorrow probably anyway." I threw in there but of course she wouldn't chastise him about why and where.

"Just fight a little while longer baby boy." "I'm tired."