To the streets, he was Reckless.
Short-tempered, hot-headed Reckless.
Yes, to the streets, he was Reckless.
But to her, he was Nehemiah.
And all they needed was each other.
𝕸𝖚𝖑𝖑𝖆
𝙎𝙤𝙪𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙩 𝙇𝙤𝙣𝙙𝙤𝙣 𝙗𝙖𝙨𝙚𝙙.
Previously titled All...
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September's first ray of sun spills through my window, its golden hue cast across my profile and the landscape of my bedroom. I sit on the cushioned stool before my vanity table, elbows resting amidst the spread of upturned makeup. Outside, I can hear the sounds of Torin and Armani cussing at each other as they boot a ball to and fro, over the gurgling of our neighbours' lawnmower gnawing at their front garden. The scent of freshly cut grass wafts through the open window, and my eyes water in response to it. I ignore the burning behind my irises, and focus on the stubborn curl in my sideburns that refuses to lay down.
"I told you she wouldn't be ready."
The door to my bedroom creaks as it opens, revealing a pyjama clad Chanel positioned against the frame, hands tucked into her snug fitting bottoms. Tiegan's head peaks over her shoulder, she scrutinises my incomplete appearance through narrowed eyes. Today, her hair is swirled at the peak of her head, edges swooped and skin aglow. Her plump lips are set into a firm line, as she continues to screw me. I barely pay them any mind, as I take to my hair with gel, again. "Dior, it is half past three."
"I know."
"What happened to leaving at 2?" She counters. Chanel's face contorts, she pushes herself firm onto her feet and invites herself further into my room.
"That was never going to happen," she chuckles. She plops down onto the foot of my bed, her messy bun shifting as she does so. "Where are you guys even going?"
