Meeting him

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Kierra POV

"Listen I'm sorry" my boyfriend, Justin, tries to apologize.

"No move I can't do this anymore" I pushed him away.

"No Kierra you gonna listen to what I have to say" he grabbed my arm.

"Uhh... I think not" I tried to get out of his grip.

"No" he slammed me against the hard wooden floor.

"Stop Justin" I kicked him in between his legs.

He screamed and I took that as an opportunity to get up and run. I grabbed my belongings and ran outside to my car. Today I'm finally leaving his ass.

I hopped in and started my all white Benz.

I pulled out the driveway as fast as I could.

Let me introduce myself, I'm Kierra Miller and I'm 23 years old. I have long curly black hair, 5'2, black mixed with Indian.

I have my own condo so I don't stay at home with my parent.

My dad and brother are in the drug game, I didn't like it at first but you know it brings in money.

As far as my mom, I don't know her. She left me when I was 2.

I don't care about her though as long as I got my family and friends.

"Aye Yayo

All I know is yayo, Every time she hit the block that ho she be on go mode

And if you try to rob me, swear the God that be a no-no

Sauced up and I'm loco and you niggas know so"

I answered my phone. It was my best friend Tay.

*phone convo*
Me: Hello ?
Bookie: Hey girl
Me: Wassup
Bookie: Come over
Me: Okay I'm on my way
*end of convo*

I turned the radio up and headed to Tay's house.

10 minutes later I pulled up in her driveway.

I killed the engine and hopped out. I seen quite a few cars here so I knew something was up.

I walked inside.

"Damn you couldve knocked" she laughed.

"Well if your door was locked I would've but since it wasn't I just thought I would invite myself in" I laughed along with her.

"Whatever but what happened to your face?" she asked out of nowhere but I knew it was coming.

"Umm... its nothing don't worry" I smiled.

"Mmm... but Ki this is Derrick my friend"

"Hi Derrick I'm Kierra" I smiled and held my hand out for him to shake it.

"Wassup you can call me D" he kissed my hand.

I couldn't help but smile.

"I'll be right back" Tay ran off.

I knew she was gonna do this.

"So Kierra can I get you something to drink?" D asked.

"Sure" I smiled.

"I'll be back" he walked away and I took a seat.

I felt my phone vibrate so I grabbed it out my pocket.

It was Justin texting me.

Justin♥: I'm sorry about earlier babe I love you call me

I laughed and put my phone back in my pocket.

"Here you go" I heard someone say.

I looked to see Derrick. I took the drink from him.

"Thanks"

"No problem" he sat next to me.

"So this is my first time actually communicating with a guy in awhile other than my boyfriend so-"

"You have a boyfriend?" his smile disappeared.

"Well ex boyfriend"

"Oh okay well I understand tell me about yourself"

"Well I'm Kierra Miller, 23 years old, I've had a rough life, my mom walked out on me when I was 2, so I don't really know what it feels like to talk to anyone about my problems"

"I feel you... we all had it rough. I don't know who my mom or dad is" I looked in his eyes and I instantly felt bad for him.

"That sucks"

"Yeah but I'm making it"

"I don't -" My phone vibrated and I knew it was a text probably Justin again.

Justin♥: Kierra please text me or call me I'm really sorry I really am and I really do love you baby come back

I ignored it and laughed a little.

Me and Derrrick talked for awhile about our life. We were the last two here other than Tay and her sister Melina.

"So it's getting late I should probably get going"

"Okay ma well can I have your number?"

We exchanged phones and put our numbers in.

I gave him his phone back and he returned mines.

"I'll call you" he flashed a smile at me. With those perfect white teeth.

I nodded and hugged him.

"Bye Tay" I said before leaving.

I hopped in my car and started it.

I looked at my phone.

-23 missed calls

-42 imessages

My battery was on 7%. I shook my head and pulled out the driveway.

This is my second story.

I think this one will be better than the first one.

Vote and comment please.

-Lexi

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