Dope Nigga (BxB)

Dope Nigga (BxB)

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"Daddy was a dope dealer, mama was a dope dealer , daddy fell off then mama started smoking dope while she was pregnant with me maybe that's why I'm such a dope nigga" Life ain't never been that good for Sincere growing up a dope boy without guidance he never envisioned hisself leaving the hood. The hood was all he knew. Santana was the same way. He ain't never had nobody. No family, no friends he was a young nigga with a secret doing whatever he had to do to eat. When they cross paths can they help eachother overcome their situations?
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  • A Shoulder To Cry On
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  • TROUBLE.

"Mama, I can't just leave Abir." I admitted, telling her exactly why I couldn't do this. Not only would she be snatching me away from my family and friends but she was taking me away from the person I'd loved for five going on six years. I couldn't just walk away from him. "Baby.." She trailed off, sighing deeply. "I know you love Abir." She stood to her feet to stop packing for a moment and pulled me into her. "But I promise you, there will be other boys. Right now you have to do what's best for you and that's coming with your daddy and I to give you a better life." "Better life for who? You?!" I screamed out, becoming even more angry at her choice of words. As if my feelings were robotic and I could just turn them on and off for any and every person. "My feelings just don't matter to y'all at all, huh?" I asked, crying harder than before now. "Speak to your mother with some respect, Giselle." My father spat to me and I shook my head, watching as they stood there looking at me like some dumb teenager. This wasn't puppy love for me. I didn't spend 5 years building something, just to walk away from it for their dreams. I couldn't do it. Sinner. Book #1

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