"Mama, I can't just leave Abir." I admitted, telling her exactly why I couldn't do this. Not only would she be snatching me away from my family and friends but she was taking me away from the person I'd loved for five going on six years. I couldn't just walk away from him. "Baby.." She trailed off, sighing deeply. "I know you love Abir." She stood to her feet to stop packing for a moment and pulled me into her. "But I promise you, there will be other boys. Right now you have to do what's best for you and that's coming with your daddy and I to give you a better life." "Better life for who? You?!" I screamed out, becoming even more angry at her choice of words. As if my feelings were robotic and I could just turn them on and off for any and every person. "My feelings just don't matter to y'all at all, huh?" I asked, crying harder than before now. "Speak to your mother with some respect, Giselle." My father spat to me and I shook my head, watching as they stood there looking at me like some dumb teenager. This wasn't puppy love for me. I didn't spend 5 years building something, just to walk away from it for their dreams. I couldn't do it. Sinner. Book #1

|𝘁𝘄𝗶𝗻 𝗳𝗹𝗮𝗺𝗲| /𝗻𝗼𝘂𝗻/ 𝗮𝗻 𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘀𝗲 𝘀𝗼𝘂𝗹 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝗻𝗲𝗰𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝘁𝗼 𝗯𝗲 𝗮 𝗽𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗼𝗻'𝘀 𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗵𝗮𝗹𝗳, 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲𝘀 𝗰𝗮𝗹𝗹𝗲𝗱 𝗮 "𝗺𝗶𝗿𝗿𝗼𝗿 𝘀𝗼𝘂𝗹."

𝕀𝕗 𝕀 𝕤𝕒𝕪 𝕙𝕠𝕨 𝕀 𝕗𝕖𝕖𝕝 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕤𝕙𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕪 𝕝𝕚𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕟, 𝕚𝕗 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕞𝕚𝕟𝕖 𝕚𝕕 𝕓𝕖 𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕚𝕟.

"𝗧𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗶𝘀 𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝘀𝗲𝗰𝗿𝗲𝘁 𝗼𝗻𝗹𝘆, 𝗱𝗼𝗻'𝘁 𝘁𝗲𝗹𝗹 𝗻𝗼𝗯𝗼𝗱𝘆." "𝗡𝗶𝗴𝗴𝗮 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗰𝗮𝗻'𝘁 𝗯𝗲 𝗮 𝘀𝗲𝗰𝗿𝗲𝘁 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘁𝗼𝗼 𝗹𝗼𝗻𝗴.." 𝗛𝗶𝘀 𝘀𝗲𝗰𝗿𝗲𝘁, 𝗛𝗲𝗿 𝘀𝗲𝗰𝗿𝗲𝘁, 𝗧𝗵𝗲𝗶𝗿 𝘀𝗲𝗰𝗿𝗲𝘁. 𝗪𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗾𝘂𝗶𝗲𝘁 𝗴𝗶𝗿𝗹 𝗻𝗼𝗯𝗼𝗱𝘆 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲𝘀 𝘄𝗶𝗻𝗱𝘀 𝘂𝗽 𝗽𝗿𝗲𝗴𝗻𝗮𝗻𝘁, 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆𝗯𝗼𝗱𝘆 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱𝗻'𝘁 𝗵𝗲𝗹𝗽 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝘄𝗼𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗿 𝘄𝗵𝗼 𝗱𝗶𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗱𝗲𝗲𝗱, 𝗢𝗻𝗹𝘆 𝘁𝗼 𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗱 𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗺𝗼𝘀𝘁 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲𝗱 𝗯𝗼𝘆 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗴𝗿𝗮𝗱𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗿𝗲𝘀𝗽𝗼𝗻𝘀𝗶𝗯𝗹𝗲.. 𝗖𝗼𝗿𝗲𝘆 𝗼𝗻𝗹𝘆 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝗭𝗼𝗿𝗲𝗶𝗮 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝗻𝗼𝗯𝗼𝗱𝘆 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗮𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗻𝗱... 𝗭𝗼𝗿𝗲𝗶𝗮 𝗱𝗶𝗱𝗻'𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁 𝗵𝗶𝗺 𝗮𝘁 𝗮𝗹𝗹, 𝗼𝗻𝗹𝘆 𝘁𝗼 𝗴𝗲𝘁 𝗯𝗮𝗰𝗸 𝗮𝘁 𝗮 𝗳𝗿𝗶𝗲𝗻𝗱. 𝘇𝗼𝗿𝗲𝗶𝗮𝘅𝗰𝗼𝗿𝗲𝘆

Book 2 "When I get out, we gone have a big ass wedding and two more kids baby. Imma do right because we ain't gone ever end." Von spoke into the prison phone. "Ok baby." I respond. 7 years later, Von is out and Monse is finally happy. Find out what happens when the Wheat family is introduced with more drama.

just read & don't steal shit in my book thank you . excuse any mistakes.

Bad girls ain't no good, and the good girls ain't no fun..

"Cain, if you can't leave the streets for me and our baby, then me and you, we're done." I pointed between the two of us as tears streamed down my face and he bit his lip, looking down at the floor before he looked back up into my eyes. "Aight." "Shit over then, babygirl."

"Montana, come here." He nodded his head toward the door, leaving out of the room. Staying silent as Ms. Carol looked at me, I kissed the back of Josiah's hand before leaving out of the room. As I walked out, Messiah stood there looking at me in disgust while I closed the door. "What are you doing that shit for?" "Huh?" I said since I had nothing else to say, just trying to stall time to get my words together. "Why are you stripping, Monty?" Sighing, I decided that I wasn't going to lie like I'd originally planned to do after listening to Chocolate's stupid advice. "Money." I spoke simply and he scoffed as I looked down. "Why not just ask Josiah for money instead doing hoe shit?" "First of all, It's not doing hoe shit. I don't have sex with anyone. I just dance. And I don't want to ask him for any money. It's not his job to take care of me." "So stripping..." He trailed off with a laugh. "..stripping was the last resort? Instead of putting your pride aside?" Saying nothing, I just looked at him with pleading eyes. "Please don't tell him, Messiah." I could already tell by the look on his face that he was going to tell him. "I ain't gon' tell him.." Thank God. I thought. "..you are." "What?!" I shrieked. "No. I'm not." "You are." He spoke in a demanding tone. "Please. You know how he is." I expressed "And you know how he is too but you made that bed." "Messiah, he's going to kill me." I begged. "I know." He shook his head, walking away from me. "Better figure it out. You got until the end of the day to tell him or I will." He mumbled before walking back into the room.

"So when you gon' stop playing and let me hit that shit, Zuria?" Mitch asked while he smoked a blunt in my mother's living room and we both sat on the floor. "Let you hit this?" I asked, raising an eyebrow as I watched him blow smoke into the air. "Yeah." He smirked, cockily. "How about when you learn how to talk to your girlfriend?" I took the blunt out of this hands and smashed it on the ashtray that was on the coffee table. "Whatchu do that for?" He bit his bottom lip, leaning into me. "Hm?" He went on, softly biting my neck. "I've told you, you can't smoke in here, Mitchell." "You're really not even supposed to be here." I said to him, considering my mother did not condone boys in her house but here he was. He'd completely ignored me though as he mushed his head into my neck, leaving small kisses. "Stop." I whined playfully as he pushed himself up onto me and kissed my lips, pushing me backwards with our lips still attached. "Mitch." I spoke nervously as he climbed on top of me while I now laid my back onto the carpet. "Let me hit that shit, ma." He spoke softly into my ear as he continued leaving kisses on my neck. "Mitch, we cant. My mom will be home from work soon." I expressed to him but he ran his hands up my school skirt anyway. "Stop bitchin'." "Let me finally pop that cherry, Z." He spoke, putting his lips on mine as he slowly moved my underwear aside and rubbed his fingers against my Girl. "Mm." I moaned, unfamiliar with this feeling but it felt great. And though I knew my mother would be here soon, I no longer wanted to stop. He continued rubbing it as I laid there, looking up into his eyes. As I did, he smirked down at me and I smiled small, rubbing a hand down his cheek. I was so in love with this boy.