"I know I should've talked to you about it but I-" I started but stopped, looking down at my feet again. I had no excuse. The only thing on my mind was graduating, I never put his feelings into perspective. "Dominic, I'm sorry. I was being selfish and only thinking of myself but baby, I promise if you give me another chance.." I trailed off, breathing heavily. "..if you give us another chance, I'll never do it again. I promise." I tried to grab his face but he roughly pulled away from me. "Don't touch me." He spoke sternly, breaking me even more. "Look.." He trailed off, looking away again. "Me and you..we're done." He spoke, finally looking down at me. "Dominic." I pleaded. "Don't say that. Please." "Na', this shit is over, T." He went on and I began to sob.

"That's your fucking problem right there, Kai." "You want me to keep chasing you and I'm not doing that shit no more." He spat, looking into my eyes as I looked back into his. "You want to leave without letting me explain, then go ahead and leave, Kai." "I'm not stopping you." "But if you want this shit, Kai.." "Then come get it." He spoke sternly, unbuttoning his button down shirt as I stood there in shock, turning around completely to look up at him. Taking his shirt off, I watched as he stripped himself down as his muscular, tall, fit figure appeared and I can't say this man wasn't drop dead fine. Though I was so mad at him in this moment, my mouth dropped, looking at how good he looked. "I'm done chasing your ass, bruh." "You want me, come get me."

"How are you supposed to keep your man with your hair in that mess, Tamia?" "And has your hair been looking like that all week?" She went on talking about my hair now, considering it was blown-out instead of well kept, hot combed and straightened the way that she liked. "No, mama." I dragged, annoyed completely now with all of my peace gone in this moment. "I just got out of the shower and I just finished washing and blow-drying my hair." "I'm going to hot comb it and then flat iron it when I'm finished doing my skincare." "Yasin's not going to be home until tomorrow probably anyway." I threw in there but of course she wouldn't chastise him about why and where.

"Hello, Sincere. How are you feeling today?" "Same as everyday, can't sleep, can't eat.." I trailed off, looking down at Sinclair who had a perfect mixture of both V and I. "That's not good." She said and I shrugged. "None of this is." I said and she nodded understandingly. "Have faith." She said, placing her hand on my shoulder and I nodded. I tried hard to keep the tears in because I had to be strong for everybody. The family was really going through it and I just wanted her back in my arms. V had my heart and if I lost her for good, I'd never look for love again. The doctor walked out as I sat there quietly and Clair looked over my face while she made spit bubbles. I bit my bottom lip, holding back tears as I looked at V laying there with tubes in her. Not able to hold on any longer, I broke down. "Baybeh, I need you..." I trailed off, shaking my head. "I need you so bad, I can't do this shit. I can't do life with you." I explained, looking down at the floor. "We need you, ma." My voice cracked, looking over to Sinclair who was still looking up at me. "Our baybeh girl is so beautiful, ma. I want you to see her, I want you to see her grow up. I want you to be here with us.." I trailed off, collecting my words. I wiped my face as more tears poured down and I shook my head, sighing deeply. "Wake up, baybeh." I spoke, breaking down as I bit my bottom lip.

An autistic girl sheltered her whole life gets a taste of danger once she meets a thug named Santiago Perez. ​Santiago "Ghost" Perez set his eyes on Zari one time and has never left her alone since "Checkin' your location, I'm wishin' I was close to you I left my heart on the West End, I can't wait to get home to you"

"𝗛𝗲𝗿 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗱 𝗺𝗲, 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗹." 𝗖𝗿𝗮𝘇𝘆 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗛𝗲𝗿 𝗟𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗮𝗯𝗹𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗱𝗼... 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝗲𝗾𝘂𝗲𝗹 𝘁𝗼 𝗛𝗶𝘀 𝗦𝗲𝗰𝗿𝗲𝘁 𝗔𝗳𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗕𝗿𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗼𝗻 𝗳𝗼𝘂𝗻𝗱 𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝗮𝗯𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗯𝗮𝗯𝘆-𝗺𝗮𝗺𝗮 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗵𝗼𝘄 𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗱, 𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗵𝘂𝗿𝘁 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗱𝗲𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗼 𝗺𝗮𝗸𝗲 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗳𝗲𝗲𝗹 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝗮𝗺𝗲, 𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗼 𝗭𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗮 𝘄𝗵𝗼 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗸𝗲𝗱 𝗮𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝗱𝗮𝘆𝗰𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝘀𝗼𝗻 𝘄𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝘁𝗼. 𝗭𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗮 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗮 𝗾𝘂𝗶𝗲𝘁, 𝗮𝘂𝘁𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗰, 𝗶𝗻𝗻𝗼𝗰𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝗴𝗶𝗿𝗹 𝘄𝗵𝗼 𝗸𝗻𝗲𝘄 𝗯𝗮𝗿𝗲𝗹𝘆 𝗮𝗻𝘆𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗮𝗯𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝗿𝗲𝗹𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗽𝘀, 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝗻𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝘄𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝘂𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗿𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗵𝗼𝘄 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝘀𝗽𝗲𝗰𝗶𝗮𝗹, 𝗱𝗲𝗹𝗶𝗰𝗮𝘁𝗲 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗱 𝗕𝗿𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗼𝗻 𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿. 𝘇𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗮𝘅𝗯𝗿𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗼𝗻

When city-bred Siané takes a wrong exit on a solo trip to Alabama, her flat tire becomes a twist of fate. Khaizon, the big, slick-tongued mechanic-slash-landowner with a past dipped in trap and trauma, stops to help-and never lets her go. He ain't never seen a woman so damn neat. And she ain't never met a man so damn dirty...in all the ways that matter. What starts as a roadside rescue turns into late-night FaceTimes, surprise CashApp drops, and trips to the backwoods of Georgia where she finds out he can cook, fuck, and fight-and all three dangerously well. But when his past spins the block and hers gets exposed, will their love survive the ride...or crash out?

Is everything really soft ? @𝟰𝟰𝟰𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝗶𝗲𝘀𝗹𝘃𝗿 𝗽𝗿𝗼𝗱𝘂𝗰𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 ©

Mute, abused, hood, Chicago, saved, kidnapped

"𝐈'𝐦𝐚 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐢𝐞 𝐚𝐬𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐑𝐨𝐝𝐞𝐨 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐮𝐩 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 !"