No Where To Run

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A/N: Hey y'all ! I see this story is still being added to libraries and getting attention soooooo, i just wanna say...I wrote this story when i was super young, like a teenager.😂 So im not sure what its hitting on or if i executed the plot correctly and im sure there are several grammatical errors and typos. Bare with me.I will be editing and rewriting these chapters. In the mean time, go check out some of my newer work still in the works. ( "Hurt's Remedy"  , "Dear Mama," "Dangerously In Love" and coming soon "Remain Silent" . )Im back and I'm better!

"Pedro just take him."

"I cant i have-"

"Jaun  is your son too Pedro!"

"I understand that Emily, but i have things to Do!"

"Que Que (What? What?) like what?"

"Like basketball practice!"

"Take him with you."

"Buénõ, (okay) but you have to come back later to get him, i have a game tomorrow chica." I told emily. You see, im 16, mexican mixxed with white, dirt poor, Jaun is our 2year old son. He lives with Emily cause its more safe then the run down apartment i stay in. I got no family, only Jaun. I was living with my abuelita (Grandma) til she passed away, theg put me in a foster home but i ran away, so i work a job that pays just enough to keep a roof over my head and put gas in my run down car. I wasnt going to be like those stereotypical mexican cholo's who gang bang for money. Im better than that.

"Jaun your going to stay with your papá for a little bit buéno?"

"Sí Mamá" Jaun tells Emily (Yes mom).

"Te amo, ser un buen chico para su papá"  (I love you be a good boy for you dad) Emily says kissing his cheek then walking off, little did me or Jaun know, she wasnt coming back.

Just a filler LEGGO!

_Khyeasha

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