CareTaker

CareTaker

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(This is my first book so pls bare with it may be a little cringe worthy but it will get better I promise) Who are you, i asked in serious yet scared tone. Tank, the tall male said to me in a irritated tone Well I don't give a fuck who you are I'm not going anywhere with you , I said trying to get away from him Yes the fuck you are if I have any say in it ,he said growing more angry by the second Well I don't give a fuck about what you have to say who sent ,who are you, why do you need me to come with you, I said getting aggravated Like I said before I'm TANK , second don't worry who sent me, and third just think of me as your CARETAKER. He said dragging me towards a red Mercedes. CARETAKER-dram&sza
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"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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