α΄ΚΚ Ιͺ α΄‘α΄Ι΄α΄ Ιͺs Κα΄α΄
"Booker, bro, get out of my window before I call the cops," she sighed, rubbing her temples.
He climbed through anyway, dropping onto her bed like he owned the place. "Man, fuck the cops. Why you block me?"
She shot him a glare. "Because we're done."
He side-eyed her. "Who done?"
She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, resisting the urge to slap him. "You. Me. Us."
Booker rolled his eyes. "Yeah, well, I never agreed to that, so it ain't happen. And I already got your name tatted, so if you leave, I gotta kill you."
---
Demani just wants a quiet life-no more drama, no more problems. But with the chaos at home-her mom, her stepdad, and his kids-peace feels impossible. School is her only escape, a safe haven she shares with her three best friends. They keep each other sane without even realizing it. It's always been the four of them. Until they meet them. Until she meets βππ.
Booker stopped caring a long time ago. Between taking care of his sick grandma, dodging family drama, and keeping up with school, life is just something he's pushing through. The only things holding him together? His grandma-and a stupid promise he made in the seventh grade.
Neither of them is looking for more, but sometimes, the people you least expect become the ones you need the most.
