What is love?

What is love?

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I stand there looking at him through the reflection of the mirror, tears streaming down my face soothing my bruised eye. I hear the DJ blasting Eve-Love is Blind like it's a 2019 bop. He grabs my shoulder to ask "Tymer how can you still believe he loves you?" That question shook me to the core and as if the DJ turned up the music all I could hear was Eve goin hard. "She was in love and I'd ask her how? I mean why? What kind of love from a nigga would black ya eye? What kind of love from a nigga every night make you cry? What kind of love from a nigga would make you wish he would die?" Follow Tymer as he goes threw having to choose between his DL First Love or Getting away while he still can, homophobic family, and everything else you can expect from a teenage life.
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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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