A Thugs Love

A Thugs Love

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Thus story is about a 17 year old girl name Indigo Bryant. She is a big girl and gets bullied all the time at school. She gets abused and her own parents bully her. She has a older sister who is very skinny she looks like a toothpick but her parents always compare them. Everyone treats her like shit. One night when she tries to comit sucide she meets this sexy thug named Quincy Scott. He saves her... Will she thank him? Will they become a couple? Will she gain confidence in herself? Read my story to find out. And check out Thug Love ((:
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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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