The Favor

The Favor

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" I want you to do me a favor, its kind of a big one...." I say kicking the dirt and avoiding eye contact. "Of course, anything." Brandon picks up a rock and skips it across the lake. "Have sex with me?" He stops in mid throw. "What?" Well shit..... Veronica Taylor, 17, your typical teenager, anxious to discover the world and all its shitty issues. She decides before she does, she wants to be a deflowered bad ass, so she does what she thinks will help her do just that. Asks a favor. Brandon Richard, 18, typical player, different girl in his bed every night, wants to stay EXACTLY where he is, relaxed and getting some.When his best friend asks a favor, he is anything but relaxed.
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Shanté: You were in her room, Jonathan! Jonathan: Ok, ok, I understand that but- Shanté: No, just shut up, ok! You hurt me. Badly. And- Jonathan: You hurt me too, Shanté. Quit playing victim all the damn time. Shanté: Well then I guess we shouldn't be together. We shouldn't talk, we shouldn't text, we shouldn't anything. We just might hurt each other again. He tears up which causes me to tear up. I let my tears run down my face & he continues to fight his tears but there's one that's at the literal edge of his eye waiting to be free Jonathan: ...but we're in love. Shanté: Well we're just going to have to be in love from afar. Jonathan: Shanté, I JUST got you back. Please. I can't...I can't lose you again. The tear that was on the edge of his eye finally drops & another falls out the other. I look into the eyes I once fell in love with & force myself to say Shanté: ...I can't do this anymore. *leaves* 🚨🚨🚨🚨Cuss words, sexual content, & n-word use🚨🚨🚨🚨 -I posted this story last year but decided to make a couple of changes🙂- Ps - Every character in this story is black EXCEPT for Elizabeth😗✌️

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