Sides Divided
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Complete Tue, Nov 3, 202041m
People usually call her by N. Well, more to speak, men were mainly the "people." Nevaeh is the only female in a male dominated society, and it is not enjoyable nor pleasing for her. Everywhere she goes, she gets discriminated against, nonstop, within it a hidden mystery. Although, until one man stands out from the rest, Nevaeh will realize that this society isn't what she thought it's meant to be.
This is my very first non-fanfic story. Updates will come more frequently than the rest. Hope you all enjoy.
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In the heart of the city, where the air was thick with the smell of street food, smoke, and survival, there was a rhythm a beat you could hear in the way the traffic hummed and in the way sneakers hit the pavement. This was the Southside, a place that raised you tough, whether you wanted it or not. The projects loomed overhead like watchful giants, their walls covered in graffiti telling stories of the ones who made it out and the ones who never did. Amid the chaos, there was beauty, like a rose growing between cracks in the sidewalk. And that rose was Nevaeh. Her name meant heaven, though her life was anything but. With caramel skin, braids that flowed down her back like a crown, and eyes that seemed to hold a million stories, Nevaeh moved through the block like a queen. She had dreams bigger than the city, but her feet were firmly planted in the dirt. Then there was Deon. He was everything the streets warned you about but everything a girl like Nevaeh was drawn to. Tall, with a rough edge that came from dodging trouble since he could walk, Deon was the type who stayed two steps ahead, always playing the game but never playing by the rules. He had the streets in his blood and his heart guarded like Fort Knox until the day he saw her. Their worlds collided on a summer evening when the sky was a deep purple, and the only stars were the streetlights flickering above. It wasn't supposed to happen love between two people like them. But the streets don't care about what's supposed to be. All they knew was that love in the ghetto was dangerous, but for Nevaeh and Deon, it was the only kind worth fighting for.
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