Ain't got nothin', won't be nothin'. That's the motto that most of the boys from the east side of Brooklyn went by. Some of them were thieves, drug dealers, murderers, or even rapists. They were an array of criminals, but all for one reason - to get by. Then there were the others, the ones who were athletes or writers or engineers, talented people who actually had a ticket out of the hood. Then there were people in the middle who got along with everybody but never really chose one side. People like Max. When you float along in the river that is the ghetto, you may think you're unbothered, but there is always something waiting. There will always be a stick in the water, and for Max, it all came at the wrong time. Most of his friends were on the criminal side, but he was just about to get his one-way departure ticket before things came crashing down. There were only two possibilities: either he got stuck in the hood forever, or he lost his life. After living here for so long, you realize that those two are one and the same.

Tatyianna only knows pain, from a burn accident, losing her father, and the battle of keeping her mother alive. This plus size beauty is fighting an army all alone. Until she decides to go to the one person she thought she'd never have to encounter. This story isn't about the fat girl getting the hot guy. It's about two different people finding love due to pain. The true beast has awoken.

Of course, there were laughs. That’s probably all we did together—laugh, have fun, just live. That was what I planned on doing for the rest of my life, and I planned on doing it with you. But you shattered that dream. You broke your promise, and you left. You crawled up out of the hole that we had both been stuck in. The hole was fun with you. But now that I’m in it alone, it’s dark and scary and full of despair. The worst part is that I can’t even just lie down and forget about everything. I see you, living your life. Laughing, having fun, just living. And you’re doing it with everyone else. Another girl would just curl up and die. But sweet, blissful death is taking a bit too long for my taste. So what will I do now? I’ll shatter the Earth like you shattered my dream. And you will feel it. And I will find you.