YOUR NOT GOING NO MOTHERFUCKING WHERE!" he said to her while getting in her face harshly though gritted teeth as her eyes started to burn from the forming tears "YOU GONE DIE WITH ME, get use to this shit" he said as he back up staring at her with a hard stare mushing her head aggressively she was tired of him putting his hand on her over and over .

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.

A teenage girl name Ariyah from Maryland carries the weight of heartbreak with her when she moves to Chicago - a city full of new faces and harsher realities. After being shattered by her ex too many times, she learns to keep her guard up and emotions locked away, becoming cold and nonchalant to protect herself. But Chicago isn't just another place to hide; it's where she crosses paths with Dayvon Bennett - a streetwise young man whose life is tangled in the city's dangerous rhythm. As their worlds collide, she must decide whether to let her walls fall and risk everything for love, or keep running from the pain she's known too well.

realism love creativity and passion between a fashion girly & the man with a brand.

A love as sweet as a Frank Ocean song. Now Playing: Frank Ocean - Dear April

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noun: weakness. /ˈwēknəs/ -a person or thing that one is unable to resist or likes excessively.

❛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