Lauryn is currently a Senior at Clark Atlanta University who is on track to becoming a nurse. She is very conservative but is known in the public eye. Coming from a rough past, she finds herself growing close to rapper Pop Smoke. Can they learn to love one another despite their differences and the many obstacles that come their way?

"Even when we departed you never left me. I carried everything you said to me and did for me even when we were apart. You were inside of me. You'll always be a piece of me." Detailed description in story.

𝒑𝒖𝒔𝒔𝒚 𝒔𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒏 𝒈𝒆𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒐. ♡ © 𝐉𝐔𝐍𝐄 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟎 | 𝙲𝙷𝙰𝙽𝙴𝙻𝚁𝚄𝙽𝚃𝚉

Cassie is a young woman who is all about her work. Dion is a famous rapper from Los Angeles. How will they meet and how will their love story continue?

Gia and Dior

𝐼 𝑗𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑢𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑟𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑚𝑒 , 𝑛𝑜𝑏𝑜𝑑𝑦 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑑𝑜𝑒𝑠 .

𝐊𝐄𝐄𝐏 𝐈𝐓 𝐉𝐔𝐂𝐂𝐘 𝐉𝐔𝐂𝐂𝐘, 𝐃𝐄𝐂𝐄𝐌𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟎. (BEING REVISED!)

/u·for·rik/ an extreme, unrealistic feeling of physical and emotional well-being, feeling "high." lowercase intended.

"Don't love what you can't trust. Don't hate what you can't have. Don't say what you can't show. Don't judge what you don't know." - Tupac ******

"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.