When Chanel moves to Compton, California, she's faced with the harsh reality of the street life. Roddy got caught up with gang affiliation and selling drugs to make ends meet. Both Chanel and Roddy just want to be Ricch Forever

After Talia's dad was almost killed in a drug related shooting when she was little, another tragic accident caused her to forget about everything. Her family moved from Atlanta to Milwaukee in where she was then raised. Later, she reconnects with her childhood best friend Shayaa who happens to be a drug lord and famous rapper day by day.

"money, money, money babygirl that's all I know" Copyright ©️ 2018 by @ummfuckno | All Rights Reserved

"FUCK, why do you do this to me Bibby?" I asked frustration shooting through my voice as I finally looked up at him. He furrowed his brows as his eyes filled with confusion. "What you mean Ari? Do what?" "Make everything so hard? Every time I try to move on you pop up, I just can never ESCAPE from you" I cried. "Why can't you just leave me alone?" My voice Cracked and was almost at a whisper. This was causing me so much pain and all I could do was question why?. In a blink of an eye Life just started spiraling out of control. "Because you are My escape." He confessed emphasizing his words. I froze my eyes softening as I stared into his doleful eyes. They were emitting with gloom and almost begged for acceptance making my heart instantly break. He was under pressure And he knew the only way to diminish the tension was to admit his feelings. For a person like him it was an uncomfortable situation when you love someone but because of your hard shell was afraid to admit it.

Death is not the greatest loss in life. The greatest loss is what dies inside while still alive. Never surrender~ Tupac Surviving is one of the easiest yet hardest things to do on this earth. It became a realization for two people in general, one running the streets and one who had wanted so badly to finally cut all ties to the street life. Sometimes you just don't get what you want. (This is a sequel.)

Two people from two worlds meet to find solace in one another. He becomes her get away and she becomes his muse. She shakes his quiet waters while he calms her raging winds. Will they live cohesivly or will one destroy the other? (Brought to you by 2/5 of the DreamTeam Yellow-Sherbert and TaureanQueen)

⚠️If you haven't Read Dangerous Love first then go and read that before coming back here⚠️ "But as the Years Passed, She Missed Him More, Not Less, And her need for him became a Cut that would not scar, would not stop Leaking"

"Whea ya headed?" he asked simply. "Room 142, umm...Mrs. Stevens." I answered while looking down at the creased white paper. I tried to avoid looking directly at him, but from the tone of his voice, I assumed he was a decent looking guy. "Well shit, I'm goin' dere too so I guess we can just walk togetha." he suggested. "O-Oh okay. Th-that's fine." I stuttered, clutching my books closer to my chest. We walked silently down the hall and the whole time we were walking, all I could do was look down at my feet as they touched the floor. Left...right...left...right. I was so focused on my feet that I didn't realize that he had stopped walking and was standing in front of our destination.

"Fuck! Do I have to?" she said with a scrunched up expression. Madam walked slowly towards her with her arms crossed. "Eitha you down or you get put down. Make ya choice wisely." She was so cold and rigid. Madam always meant business. Bunny let out a sigh as she held the pistol with both hands. She looked at the young girl tied up on the bed. "I'm sorry." she whispered as a tear fell and she pulled the trigger.