If not us who else?.. Real long chapters..

"𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘢𝘺 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢 𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘣𝘪𝘢𝘯 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰𝘰"

When a one night stand turns into forever STARTED: 7/14/23 FINISHED: 11/7/23

𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 . - ᴛʀᴀᴘᴘᴀsᴛᴀʀᴢ © ᴀᴜɢᴜsᴛ 2021 #1 / blackpeople

𝙨𝙞𝙠𝙚! 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩'𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙧𝙤𝙣𝙜 𝙣𝙪𝙢𝙗𝙚𝙧.

Santana Silver being a senior in high school thought she had everything planned out. Her dreams of being a hairstylist were becoming a reality and she couldn't fathom the thrill. She was hardworking, dedicated, and stayed true to herself. One of the loyalest of her peers and sometimes it got her into a lot of trouble.

𝔧𝔲𝔰𝔱 𝔰𝔬𝔪𝔢 𝔱𝔢𝔢𝔫𝔞𝔤𝔢 𝔥𝔬𝔬𝔡 𝔰𝔥𝔦𝔱 .

𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦

𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 '𝘴 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘰 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘪𝘵 ? 𝐉𝐔𝐍𝐄 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟎

"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.