A/N: These stories are not real & based on fiction!
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Tiara POV
*knock knock knock*
"Damn I hope mama don't hear whoever this is knocking at the door" I say under my breath.
I looked up and seen it was my man Von.
"Von what are you doing?!" I loudly whispered.
"Ma please let me stay here. Please , just fa tonight"
Von was in his dark hoodie, his hair was pulled in a ponytail and he had blood in his hoodie.
So I know what he just was doing.
"Von ! These people will come after you , me and my family! U cannot stay here!"
"Please baby. I'll be gone before yo mama get up fa work. I just need somewhere to lay low"
I always give in to this man and that's the problem right now.
"Fine. Take ur tims off and come with me"
Dating a gangster isn't as appealing as it looks.
I'm always on edge, rather if we were on a date, on the block or even just getting something from the store.
I know it's a lot of mfs in the hood who don't like my man, and because of that... I'm also now disliked.
My mother has done everything she can to get my siblings and out the hood, so I could already imagine her displeasure when I told her I was fw a man twice my age that's from the hood.
We slowly walk upstairs to my siblings and I room.
My mother slept downstairs. So she could hear every bump , jump & noise we made.
We just had to be quiet.
I helped Von remove his clothing which was covered in blood.
I went downstairs placing it in our washing machine and I returned upstairs , checking my phone.
"Damn wtf?"
"What's wrong ma?"
"My brother still not home. This just isn't like him"
Von was looking funny when I said that.
"Why you looking like dat?"
"Shit nun. Why we tb him doe? U excited to graduate ma?"
Von is 19. I'm 17.
I graduate in April and it's currently January.
2 more months until im 18 and 3 more months until I'm a high school graduate.
I already know where I'm going to school at too.
"Damn Von, that's my brother? I'm just worried about his safety"
"I'm sure he ight . Come hea doe I missed u"
Von was my first love. We started fucking around when he got out of jail last year.
It was love at first sight.
He grabs my small face and plants a small kiss on my big lips.
"U always have rode for a nigga"
"I got chu. Whatever u need, I'm here for you ."
"You better"
Von steps out of my bed and walks over to my family photos that were on my dressed.
He picks up the photo of my mom and I .
"Professor Jones. I wonder how she would feel with her daughter dating an notorious gangbanger from 64th"
I looked at him , shaking my head.
"Von stop . Put the picture down"
"Why?"
He walks over to my father's photo and I could just kill him.
(Not my dad, Von)
My father was a police officer. He was killed when i was 6.
I miss him everyday.
"Officer Darrell Jones. Aka big folks. He definitely wouldn't allow u fucking with a nigga like me"
I just looked in fear.
"Von please stop okay? You don't have to touch their photos and identify my family"
He placed it down and walked towards me with a big smile on his face.
"Ma I was just playing Damn. Lay yo tense was down"
Von and I laid down.
"You wanna fuck a' sum ma? Fuck u looking at me like dat fa?"
"No , u must wanna fuck. Why u tracing over my panty line?"
"Cause yo shit fat. Do a lil arch fa me ma. I wanna see what I'm working it"
I laugh removing my pajama shorts to arch my back for Von.
"Damn"
He smacks my butt & I hear him saying some underneath his breath.
"U gone be my baby mama one day. Just watch"
I slide off my panties & sit right on top of him.
"Shit ma"
My eyes roll as we were sent into a long night of passionate rough love making.
When we finish, we go to sleep and before my mother wakes up, Von leaves.
"I love u Von. Lmk when u get home"
"Luh u 2 lil folks. I got chu"
He leaves & I slip into bed . Hoping my mom doesn't come in asking questions.
She is so damn noisy.
8 hours later, I was woken up by loud screams and crying.
I head downstairs to see my little sister and my mother crying.
"What's wrong Michelle? Mama why y'all crying?"
My mother showed me the news article that changed my life all in one second.
"21 year old Darrell Jones Jr was murdered last night on the east side of Chicago "
Why just why? My brother was loved by everybody.
He was a great dad, excellent student and a wonderful manager at his job.
I sob uncontrollably thinking about the last words we had.
First my bestfriend LA , now my big brother.
I called my bestfriend Tiana who was also my brother's girlfriend & babymother.
She did not call but she did send a text message.
Bestie Tee🌸❤️:
Hey boo. I'm in choir practice but I did hear about what happened to my babydaddy. I am praying 4 u and I love u . I will call u soon❤️.
That's weird. Tiana never went to church or even liked church.
But whatever.
Later on, Von met my mother and he did come over to console me.
"Ma I luh u. Whoever killed Darrell gone pay. On king david ".
It's like Von knew the right things to say. Atleast he was there to console me and make sure I was alright.
Author Note:
Who do y'all think killed Darrell?
*WILL MAKE A BOOK IF YALL WANT *
