I Am Over It'

I Am Over It'

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Rayshawn was only 17 years old when he dropped out from school, his parents were against it. They were very hard on him. Especially since he has a little sister who looks up to him. While Rayshawn dropped out of school, he sold drugs, he killed people, he became a part of a gang. He smokes, sells dope. Everything happened so fast...escalated too quickly. Rayshawn's father got sick of it. He was not pleased that his son was doing all of these things but still living under his roof. Rayshawn's father kicked him out. Rayshawn wasn't over with it though. He was still not over it, but when someone enters his life...He gets over it.
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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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