Watched the world from the sidelines, had nothing to prove, till you came into my life, gave me something to lose.

"if you don't want this. tell me now ki, please." "i want you more then i should sauda."

"I wasn't brought in this world to be a step stool, I am just as great as whoever I stand next too. Even if I'm not who you except it to but still I'll always be the oldest girl. I know I'm not the only girl,surrounded still an lonely girl,sincerely an oldest girl ." - monaleo. "I ain't got no one I can trust, I got my guard up so high. I can't even be with you. Tell me now. Is you tryna break me or you tryna make me? Something better off." - nba youngboy. Just two broken teens looking for real love and something worth living for. One grieving and also dealing with shit at home. The other in the streets not making straight A's and tryna keep his head up, both living different lives. But both feeling the same pain and emotions. He think she don't what it's like to be him and she think he don't know how it feels to be her. STARTED: Oct 20th

All boys and she is the only girl. Her brothers are very overprotective & will kill for her ....... literally.

She waitressin' at Starlets, ain't too many I ain't had

- 𝑰 𝒘𝒂𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒌𝒊𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒖𝒈𝒔... 𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝑰'𝒍𝒍 𝒉𝒐𝒍𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖

❛𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒔𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒐𝒇 𝒎𝒆?❜ he asked, voice low like it wasn't meant for nobody but her. 𝒛𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐡 didn't speak, just tilted her head a little and stepped in close. she traced one of the tattoos on his arm, finger light like a whisper...when she finally looked up, slow and lazy, doe eyes glinting beneath her lashes--she kissed the corner of his mouth. once, twice--then pulled back. 𝒐𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐢 smirked. ❛𝒅𝒊𝒅𝒏'𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒌 𝒔𝒐.❜ ▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄ She doesn't speak-not out loud, not anymore. Zariah Hart's been quiet since the night she lost everything, and moving to The Palisade at Skyview Apartments was supposed to give her a fresh start. No expectations. No questions. Just peace. But peace gets complicated when a man like Omarion Jordan starts showing up in it. He's nothing like she expected. Tatted, quiet, with eyes that read people better than they speak. A mechanic with a past he doesn't explain-and a presence that says more than his mouth does. He doesn't ask about her silence. She doesn't flinch at his reputation. Somehow, that's enough. What starts as simple glances turns into shared space. What feels like comfort turns to something neither of them planned for. But Atlanta doesn't forget what people try to bury. And sometimes, the loudest truth is the one you never say out loud. 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐃: 𝐉𝐔𝐍𝐄 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟓

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A young mother rebuilds her life after heartbreak, only to fall for a quiet street dude who teaches her love all over again but they struggle to deal with the reality of his lifestyle. Started: 4/13/25 Second time writing this as it was deleted the first time.

"You don't belong here. If you don't get your fucking weirdo ass out, I will personally drag you out of here my goddamn self. I don't give a single fuck about what my mom said, I fuck with a certain type of people and your embarrassing ass ain't one of them. I ain't invite you, so get the fuck on." I felt my heart tug at his words, for some reason. Not knowing what else to do, I slapped him hard across the face. The sound vibrated across the room, and suddenly all attention was on us. People gasped with 'ohhhhs' and 'oooh's' in shock. Cameras began flashing. I grabbed Zion by the collar of his shirt and brung him down to my height. "You don't get to fucking talk to me that way. Not after how you did me and our friendship, you piece of shit. Fuck your graduation, I hope you break your fucking leg! Get that basketball scholarship took real quick!" I screamed it loud enough for everyone to hear. I grabbed my purse and Novalie - practically dragging us out of there. I could hear the sounds of people snickering. Whether it was at me or at Zion, I didn't care. It didn't change the embarrassment and hot tears that were stinging my eyes. ... Kameron Alvarez liveꜱ in the ꜱmall, urban town of Cliffmark- and it iꜱn't for the weak. Same high ꜱchool, ꜱame college, ꜱame people, ꜱame drama, ꜱame problemꜱ. And worꜱt of all, ꜱame enemieꜱ. As Kameron learnꜱ to navigate through her college experience, ꜱhe alꜱo learnꜱ of information regarding her childhood friend turned enemy, Zion Solace. How ꜱhe uꜱeꜱ it may break the relationships of some around her. To her surprise, it will make her and Zion's. But only if their ego's let them.