Let's find out if a notorious hood nigga, with (DID)Dissociative identity disorder can fall in love with a"innocent".smart mouth girl with Intermittent Explosive Disorder💕
... Fall in love? .... Nah that ain't safe- him🖤
They think alot about me...
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"Ms.Gorgeous" my boss called me
"Yes" I said looking her direction
"Your free to go home early" she said cleaning
"Okay, you got someone else working the late shift" i asked as i grabbed my things and cleaned my mess
"Yea, mella wanted extra hours so shes filling in for you"i nodded grabbing my charger and putting it in my purse
"Okay, ill see you tomorrow then, by Ms.k" ms. k is what we call her its short for kahleanah
"okay honey, have a good night" she said giving me a hug
"You too" i said walking to the back exit of circle k
I work two jobs, I work at circle k at night then footlocker during the day
walking in the alley i see a black car drive past but came back then 2 men in all black stepped out making their way towards me, so i turned around almost reaching the door back into the store, a big hand rapped around my neck pushing me against the brick, barley leaving me air to grasp
"What niggas damn" i managed to say, i know this isn't the b est moment to get smart but the attitude got the best of me
"Whats yo name sexy" he said smirking causing the street light to reflect light off his gold grills
"mena" I said lying straight through my teeth
as the other men begin calling me out my name, a bullet went flying through hard ass skull leaving him lifeless on the concrete, while the other one let go of my neck and start shooting back at the person that shot his...whateva he was to him, i backed up into the hole the door was in cave in and ducked down waiting for it to end since i couldn't run without possibly getting hit with a bullet
soon silence filled the alley before a single pair of foot steps echoed getting closer to where i was, without looking i heard a deep voice say" Go Home" still not looking at the person cuz ian tryna give him a reason to kill me
i got up finna walk until i tripped over my feet which caused me to lean on his chest with my hand on his waist as i feel parts of his body structures. i quickly redemed myself
"Sorry" i said grabbing my purse that fell when i slightly fell, still not looking
a bitch rlly not tryna die, no eye contact once so ever
"why aint chu tryna look at me" he said gently grabbing my arm
