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"Heard about you, heard about me?" Leah a shy insecure teen, goes through a lot in her life, from her step dad beating her every day and going though what seems like life long depression, her 6 month old daughter is the one to give her life. But when she meets Quincy, (Q) the well know drug Lord in the streets of Compton, will her life change for the better? ~likejigga- ™©

Can we stand the flames?

Joy is only 16 , with a body of a grown wonman. She had a hard life growing up. She is selling her body for money cause she think that the only thing to survive. She soon end up in a group home for girls have the same problem as her.

To give you a brief summary on what's going on, 7 years ago I was a Senior at Palm Moore High school in L.A. California along with my BestFriend, Lucas Coly. We also have other friends that go by the names of Ziann, Trey, Trinity, Nesto, and Jayy. No this is not a "How I feel in love with my Bestfriend" story. Lucas and I arnt like that. Our friendship is more important to us than making a relationship out of it. Then what would be the point of being friends in the first place you know? Anyways, that's what friendships about. Trust, Commitments, Honesty, and Loyalty. What would you do for your best-friend? Would you Bail them out of trouble? Would you make as many as sacrifices you could possibly make? Would you hurt someone you love? Would you kill someone? This isn't my story... This isn't his story... This is OUR story... As BestFriends.

Loving her, so much, she literally made me go crazy. Every second, minute, hour, of the day, every day, I crave her touch, scent, her voice, every time I'm away from her. My fingers itch just to touch her, make love to her... I will kill anyone who comes near her, put their hands on her, or hurt her. She is mine, and only mine. Sometimes I know she will try to ignore me, she says I can be a bother, but I cant help I want to be with her. I know that she likes me. Her touch and kiss make it obvious. She would always look at me with no hesitation, and tell me, "Baby, it's yours". And I tell her, "You need to own that shit" I know she only tells me things that I want to hear. And I'm oblivious to what I need to hear. I love her, but she only likes me. And knowing that she doesn't love you back, makes it worse... -Chresanto August

All characters and events in this story are completely fictional. If anything seems familiar it is completely coincidental. All situations in this story come completely from my imagination. ________________ "And you need to stop calling me 'shawty', I'm not your girl so stop pushing the issue, I don't want to be just another name in your little black book." I said sounding more appalled than I could ever really be. He started walking closer to me and before I knew it, he had my back against the wall and my left leg wrapped around his waist. The look that he gave made him look so powerful that I couldn't help but be intimidated and turned on at the same time. "Look mami I don't think you really hearin' me so let me break this shit down to you real brief. Imma be around for the time bein' whether you want to be or not, I'm not goin' no where. Just let me have one chance." "Prove it." ________________