Twisted Soul

Prologue

 I never understood why in life we take so many risks , and expect the consequences to be less severe. Sometimes it's not fair, then sometimes it becomes what it is because of how we portray our consequences.  My parents never really explained to me what could happen in life to me if I broke the rules, all they said was that it would be wrong to do so. Over the years , living in Baltimore , it definitely made me realize that rules are meant to be broken in order for shit to get done. I've been through heartbreak enough times to give my fucking heart up again to another soul who's just going to get what they want , and bounce like the last one. Once you hit that stage in your life , you start to shut down from everyone, and become so cold-hearted it becomes hard to even open up again. It was always the same bullshit with me : Go to school , go to work , and mind the fucking business that pays you , and keep it pushing with your life. It's been like that for years , until I met him. Mr. Sam Sanders , the love of my life , but also my worse fucking nightmare.  I always thought that my soulmate be some nigga that works 9-5, drives an average car, and maybe if I'm lucky, only got one babymomma , because lord knows them babymommas are not the ones to be " buddy buddy" with. Member when I said rules are meant to be broken? Well shit , he definitely broke every damn rule , and my dumbass went right along with it. It didn't matter the risks, the consequences, the danger, nothing fucking matter when it came to Sam. All I know is , I was sleeping with the enemy , and I couldn't explain why , but at the way I was going .... I didn't fucking care anymore....