Before I start I would like to say this book is slowly coming to an end. I'm not sure if they'll be an happy ending like always said everything doesn't have a happy ending its life but I'd definitely like to move on from this book and start fresh with something new. And then 2 I want to address something else. All the gay scenes and chapters about Omar & Sahil you could gladly skip pass them if you dont want to read any of that but it honestly brings out the best in my characters and I know most people are tired of seeing gay based stuff everywhere but ill try amd include less but btw if you dont like it just skip it. Thank you😌💙.
| 𝙲𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚒𝚗𝚐 |
'Lollipop' well Kenya entered the small alley way making her way to her home.
She made her money of course but her bruises were killing her. She had splinters and pole burns all between her thighs, the back of her heel and her hands. Stripping wasn't easy as people thought it takes a lot of skill and courage get in front of anybody and dance half naked in front of them but that's how she gets her money she needs it.
She was only 16 years old still in highschool with nothing. No parents, no friends, no family just her and her money. She lied about her age only to them because she knew being 16 wasn't acceptable in any club to dance in so lying her way through would get her out she knew it was bad but she needed this.
She sighed slowly approaching her box seeing someone tore it up again and her teddy bear was ripped up.
It was a gift a boy gave her in school after he noticed she wasn't okay after a while he wanted to be her friend but she kept pushing him away which lead him to stop trying he just walked past like he didnt know her she knew it hurt his feelings but it was best for her to stay on her own she didn't want anyone knowing about her situation just for them to throw it back into her face like it was nothing.
"Why.." she mumbled picking up her bear with watery eyes.
She leaned against the wall holding her money tightly in her hand her she kept her teddy bear pressed against her chest.
She needed somewhere to go but she was to embarrassed to ask for help she was embarrassed to admit she had nobody to go home to or even talk to on her free time she needed anybody just somebody to lean on.
| 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙽𝚎𝚡𝚝 𝙼𝚘𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 |
"Sir if you don't cooperate were going to keep you in custody for the next 24hrs do you want to be here all night?" The officer questioned getting pure silence from La'Paris.
"I'm done with this man he hasn't said a word since he's been here" the officer gave up walking out the room.
La'Paris stared into open space sitting in the same bloody clothes he was in last night.
He felt so guilty and blamed himself repeated for all of it. The gun slipped and he shot his son on accident right through his chest.
His grandma didn't even want him in the hospital room nor let her grandson speak or see him ever again. She felt like she couldn't trust him anymore she didn't want to be like this but she had to to protect her grandson.