𝐏𝐓𝐒𝐃
Delete the old version of me in your head please, I'm not her anymore.
Amour was a young lady from around the way. Shes been around the hood her whole life. She never gives these boys chances so they always assume she's stuck up. One comes along and tries to see what's she's stuck up over. No pictures used in this story is mine they belong to people in the photos.
He changed her life for better and worse. What happens when an innocent girl crosses paths with a street nigga and gets put in the center of the public eye.
"You trust me?" he asked, eyes turning soft once they made contact. "Maj, I-I-" "I said do you trust me, Lucky?" he repeated, voice hard. "...yes," she breathed out, and his next words came without hesitation, sending a chill down her spine. "Then shoot."
"Darlin' I don't wish you well when you ain't with me, I want you cryin'. I know it's wrong but I just got to be honest" - Brent Fayiaz *I don't own any pics or vids*