When Rashad and Naomi meet..... (SouthLondon based story)

Oblivious to the fact that she is a "Gangsters Girl"

Just another love story. A nice, clean, and sometimes complicated love story set in South London. ***Please be aware that I started writing this when I was 14, and this is reflected both in the characters, their views, and my grammar/spelling in MANY parts of the book!

He hits me. He raped me. He got me pregnant. He took away my freedom. He killed me. Does that matter? No. Nothing really matters, I don't really care. What nobody tells me, I'm gonna be here. It's a matter of extreme importantance, my first teenage love affair. ♥

"I want you so bad La'Jaih if only you knew how much" I fought the temptation removing his hands from off me, then putting my hoops in my ears. He sighed sitting on my bed, his face in the palm of his hands. I didn't even know him properly, the only time we spoke was in SECRET, when he was here at the house. So why did I feel like this? Its too sudden and just isn't right. I sat down beside him confused as ever, he looked up. Them green eyes made me smile reluctantly, my stomach flattered "Come here!" He laid back pulling me on top of him, he lifted up my dress caressing my bottom and thighs. "This is what I need La'Jaih, are you going to give me what I need?" He asked rubbing my breast, breathing deeply. "I want you, I need you and I can't help but feel this way" ~ "This relationship, affair, whatever you wish to call it is too risky, I can't do it, I can't be with you anymore Amahli. I'm sorry. Its just that I can't help but realise it's been 4months, what am I waiting for? I need to get on with my life seriously" I shouted with so much hatred, venom and poison in my tone. I wanted him to understand how much passion I felt within saying that. I wanted him to finally understand. Understand how I was feeling and that I was drained, tired and was through with the creeping around...