Riah had her own reasons on why she never dealt with dudes involved inna streets but when HE showed up it was hard for her to remember that reason...
I love running. I can't remember a time where my feet digging into the ground and the wind blowing against my face didn't bring me a sense of comfort. It was the only thing that I was good at. Maybe one day I'd beat the record of the fastest runner and become something of myself. It was just a dream, but I was one...
What happens when, in a drunken stupor, you manage to handcuff your best friend to your bed? There is no way to get her out? Or when she has to sleep next to you and you wake up to find her curled up to you? How do you keep your feelings out of the mix? What if you can't stop them? Or worse...What if you don't w...