𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗽𝗹𝗲𝘁𝗲𝗱. veryyyy cliche .. lol

It's do or die, is you gone ride ?

This is its own book! You can ready the Bambi series for a back story but this can be read alone! "Kyrie! I'm home baby I'm sorry for missing your play! I heard it was really good and I had Ms.Rain record for me" I laugh to myself and put the bags I got away. "Kyrie?!" I yell and he didn't answer. I got done with everything I was doing and went to our room seeing him sleep in our bed peacefully. There was a note beside him and I read it feeling my heart get torn reading how he waited for me to come home. "I'm sorry baby" I whispered and kissed his soft cheek. Something dropped in the kitchen and I jumped getting startled by the sound but also panic at the fact it's only Kyrie and I here. "What the fuck?" I mumbled under my breath and grabbed my pistol from my locked draw. I stepped out the room locking the door from the inside just in case and started walking down the hall with my gun up. My foot steps where light trying not to make any noises for whoever could be in here, I made it to the end of the hall and took a deep breath before popping out from my spot ready to shoot but nobody appeared, everything was normal causing my body and mind to instantly relax. "Oh thank god" I rub my head and laugh to myself. I shook my head feeling silly walking into the living room seeing the view of New York buildings and sky scrapers through the big window feeling content with everything. I let out a deep breath and once I relaxed getting enough of looking outside I turned around and jumped, frozen in my spot not moving a limb terrified seeing a figure standing in front of me with a strong scent of weed and cologne putting their hand to my jaw dragging their cold thick thumb across my bottom lip before smirking getting closer to my face feeling their breath in my face. "Daddy's home..."

'𝐖𝐀𝐓𝐂𝐇 𝐌𝐄 𝐏𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐖𝐎𝐂 𝐈𝐍 𝐃𝐈𝐒 𝐂𝐔𝐏 𝐂𝐔𝐒 𝐈𝐌 𝐅𝐔𝐂𝐊𝐄𝐃 𝐔𝐏

Delete the old version of me in your head please, I'm not her anymore.

All rights go to me: • Aaliyah aka angelswearpradas • don't steal my shit, in any way or form. S: March 9th 2021 E: July 29th 2023

you're just too good to be true... can't take my eyes off of you.

the story of slim & cash.

𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚜𝚊𝚢 𝚒𝚝'𝚜 𝚏𝚊𝚟𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚜𝚖 , 𝚗𝚊𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚜 𝚒 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 .. ꨄ

-a traphouse production- my works #3 ...™️ "he got bands but i know he ain't me"