Three things. A boy who loves to piss her off. A girl who loves to annoy him. And them understanding what it's like to feel love, while being scared of it at the same time [I flick his forehead with my pointer finger, "You're an ass," He leans down further near my ear so only I can hear him. "Y'know you're kinda cute when you're pissed."]

Just like the day that I met you The day I thought forever Said that you love me But that'll last for never

Texas is a courageous woman with morals. She owns her very own business and manages it with her best friends. Koffi is an aggressive man with a soft spot for the sweetest girl. He owns his own hair shop too. When their worlds collide, it's a love story waiting to happen.

Teyana, born and raised in New Orleans, Lousiana. She was a huge daddy's girl because her parents spoiled her when she was young with any and everything she wanted. Life was great .. until they both got killed in a plane crash going to Cuba. Teyana was only 13 years old and had to hear that her parents died. She had to live with her Auntie from now on. When she was 16, she was molested by her Auntie's husband. The torture went on for two years. Teyana couldn't stand being molested everyday so, she ran away. She brought a nice house of her own and everything. The pretty faced good girl wasn't the same anymore though. She felt that her body wasn't really worth being hidden anymore so she started having sex with different men. Married and single. The whole Nola knew what she was bout by the time she was 23 years old. She vowed to never go back to that good girl life and enjoyed being a hoe. What happens when Teyana meets Christopher?

A promise. It seems like the simplest thing in the world to keep. But so often, they're broken, empty and hollow. They seem like the easiest thing in the world to believe, but after the words are left out to bleed, after they leave you waiting and wanting, after all the emptiness and hollow words-how are you going to believe the one who actually say what they mean?

*𝗝𝘂𝘀 𝗥𝗲𝗮𝗱🙃*

𝑵𝒐𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒕𝒚𝒑𝒊𝒄𝒂𝒍, 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒂 𝒄𝒂𝒔𝒉𝒎𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚....

𝐻𝑒𝑟 𝑛𝑎𝑚𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑢𝑛𝑖𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑠𝑜 𝑚𝑢𝑐ℎ 𝑠𝑜 𝑖𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑟𝑎𝑟𝑒𝑙𝑦 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑑; 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑘𝑒𝑑 𝑤𝑒𝑖𝑟𝑑𝑒𝑑 𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑖𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑛𝑎𝑚𝑒 𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑎 𝑡𝑜𝑛𝑔𝑢𝑒. 𝐻𝑒𝑟 𝑛𝑎𝑚𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝐵𝑜𝑜𝑟𝑜𝑛 𝑂ℎ𝑘𝑖𝑦𝑎 𝑆𝑚𝑖𝑡ℎ; 𝑛𝑖𝑐𝑘𝑛𝑎𝑚𝑒𝑑 𝑀𝑢𝑓𝑓𝑦 𝑎𝑓𝑡𝑒𝑟 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝐻𝑎𝑖𝑡𝑖𝑎𝑛 𝐺𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑚𝑎 𝑤ℎ𝑜 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑠 𝑓𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑑 𝑖𝑡 ℎ𝑎𝑟𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑠𝑝𝑒𝑎𝑘 𝑜𝑓 𝑠𝑢𝑐ℎ 𝑎 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔. 𝑆ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑒𝑟𝑣𝑒𝑑 𝑔𝑖𝑟𝑙 𝑜𝑓 𝐵𝑟𝑜𝑜𝑘𝑙𝑦𝑛- 𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝑁𝑒𝑤 𝑌𝑜𝑟𝑘'𝑠 𝑑𝑖𝑟𝑡𝑖𝑒𝑠 𝑏𝑜𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ𝑠, 𝑎 𝑔ℎ𝑒𝑡𝑡𝑜 𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑐𝑒 𝑡𝑜𝑢𝑟𝑖𝑠𝑡 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑒𝑥𝑝𝑙𝑜𝑟𝑒. 𝑀𝑢𝑓𝑓𝑦 ℎ𝑎𝑑 𝑛𝑜 𝑐𝑙𝑢𝑒 𝑎𝑡 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑑𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑦 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑠𝑜𝑜𝑛 𝑎ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑑 𝑎𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑎𝑔𝑒 𝑜𝑓 17-

She was floating around under water. Suffocating and slowly dying, the blue of the water causing her to not see anything. Tears covered her eyes, leaking out and flowing down her face like a stream. Suddenly she can see a bright light, and a hand was reached out towards her. She slowly reached up taking his hand. He pulled her out into the light. Her darkskin glowing and shining. With one more pull she was out the water, sensing everything around her. Finally seeing everything around her. She can finally BREATHE.