No Angel

Introduction

WARNING ⚠️: This story DOES contain some violence associated with murder. NONE of it is physical or mental domestic violence, but there are a few chapters that involve argument scenes that get really intense and others that mention religion (Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, i.e. Mormon). I did my research and stuck to what I found as best I could to portray the religion as best as I could. But due to the topics brought up, it could make some uncomfortable. Especially if this is your religion. There is also mentions of mental illness.
This story also contains talks about drugs (marijuana), the selling of said drugs, as well as the smoking/ingestion of it. If you have a problem with any of the things mentioned above, please exit the book now. This is the LAST warning. The first was in the description.

A/N That made me feel like I was the warning screen at the beginning of them movies that play on FX 😂 Constructive criticism is the only thing I'm willing to hear about the above topics though as the book goes on.

Anyways this chapter is basically just visuals of Dinahs tattoos and OTR PT II lyrics. Even though the book is titled No Angel after the Beyonce song, OTRII fit the books dialogue so much better. So for those who don't know the song the lyrics are below ⬇️ and the live version of the song is above ⬆️ (the other songs I was considering were Testify - Future and Put It On Me - Ja Rule)

Anywho, my readers asked for a while and I finally was able to find a plot I liked enough for my fifth Dinah book. I was too geeked thinking Dinah counting money in the Bottled Up video meant she was a drug dealer especially since I felt like I was cheated with the Down MV 🤧 then imdinahs (🤗) came through and told me to just write it myself... duhh lmao (and if you read any of my other ongoing books, this is the reason they had a loonnggggg pause in updating. I just couldn't stop thinking of ideas for chapters in this book 🤦🏽‍♀️) But I hope you guys enjoy 😊💙 (There's one more A/N at the end and then I'll shut up 🤭)

Who wants that perfect love story any way, anyway
Cliché, cliché, cliché, cliché
Who wants that hero love that saves the day, anyway
Cliché, cliché, cliché, cliché
What about the bad guy goes good, yeah
An innocent love un-misunderstood, yeah
Black hour glass, hour glass
Toast to cliché is in a dark past
Toast to cliché is in a dark past

Boy meets girl, girl perfect woman
Girl get the bustin' before the cops come running
Chuck the deuces, chugging D'USSE
Fuck what you say, boys in blue say

I don't care if we on the run
Baby as long as I'm next to you
And if loving you is a crime
Tell me why do I bring out
The best in you

I hear sirens while we make love
Loud as hell but they don't know
They're nowhere near us
I will hold your heart and your gun
I don't care if they come, no
I know it's crazy but

They can take me
Now that I found the places that you take me
Without you I got nothing to lose

I'm an outlaw, got an outlaw chick
Bumping 2Pac, on my outlaw shit
Matching tatts, this Ink don't come off
Even if rings come off
If things ring off
My nails get dirty
My past ain't pretty, my lady is, my Mercedes is
My baby momma harder than a lot of you niggas
Keep it 100, hit the lottery niggas
You ain't about that life ain't gotta lie to me, nigga
You know it's 'til the death, I hope it's obvi to niggas
Cross the line, speak about mine
I'm a wave this tech, I'm a geek about mine
Touch a nigga where his rib at, I click clat
Push your motherfucking wig back, I did that
I been wilding since a juvi
She was a good girl 'til she knew me
Now she is in the drop bussin' U-ies
Screaming...