𝔧𝔲𝔰𝔱 𝔰𝔬𝔪𝔢 𝔱𝔢𝔢𝔫𝔞𝔤𝔢 𝔥𝔬𝔬𝔡 𝔰𝔥𝔦𝔱 .

Copyright © 2014 All Copy Rights Reserved Warning: Contains explicit sexual content for mature audiences only. A/N: THIS STORY IS CURRENTLY BEING EDITED. Milyon Carter's life has been nothing but hell for her. She witnessed both of her parents lives be taken, and practically lost her life in a burning house. But luckily, she and her brother, Maceon Carter, made it out of the flames, barely bruised. They'd survived, and were eventually separated from each other, being swallowed up by the foster care system. Maceon ran away from the first home he was placed in and never looked back, he life in the streets began at a very young age, with no one to guide him but the voice of his dead father. Maceon had no idea where his sister was, but he didn't know that she was closer than he thought. Milyon has grown into her own now, at the fresh age of seventeen, she was placed in a group home. She gained one friend, Shy'Andrea, who eventually became her right-hand, ace, and sister. They decided that they were going to run, fuck the foster care system, they were damn near grown. So, they ran with no intentions of returning, they roamed the streets, homeless and penniless, until they approached by someone offering them fast money, they realized that they had no other choice and excepted his offer. Did they make the right decision? Will Mily find her brother? Will someone be her savior?

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"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.

Shayla a senior in high school left to take care of her 3 year old sister falls for a drug lord named Kasen ...... is life with a thug better