. 𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐄𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐊𝐒𝐒 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐃𝐔𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒 .
⤷ # 𝖳𝖧𝖤 𝖲𝖠𝖵𝖨𝖮𝖱
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˚୨୧⋆ 𝓐𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐋𝐀 ❝𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐋❞ 𝐘𝐕𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐄 𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐀𝐘 𓂃۶ৎ
ᡣ𐭩₊˚.⋆⁺₊𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄 𝐎'𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐊, 𝐉𝐔𝐋𝐘 𝟗𝐓𝐇 𝜗𝜚
ᡣ𐭩·⁀ ༄.° 𝟏𝟑𝟕𝐓𝐇 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐓 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐆𝐄 𝐒𝐔𝐁𝐖𝐀𝐘 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 ౨ৎ ˙⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩
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❝ 𝘈𝘯 𝘈𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘭 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘶𝘱 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘺 𝘥𝘰𝘰𝘳, 𝘖𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘺 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘭. ❞
ANGELA ADJUSTED THE white and gold Chanel crossbody purse that slung across her shoulder as she descended steps to arrive at 137th Street College subway station.
With her three cars already in use, she was left with no choice but to rely on the local subway to reach her destination-work.
Later, she planned to pick up her car from her niece-Amari, who had borrowed it to get her nails done to have the big 3 done.
The woman turned in retort to hearing a loud voice "Yo red lace front, wassaname!" a stranger that was smoking in front of the subway station of yelled from afar.
"if you don't get on with yo life imma grown ass woman with a family and six figure salary, fuck I look like dating a hobo addict?" she muttered under her breath as she looked at her white and gold jordans.
Instead of walking off she faced the man" No thank you sir." the girl pursued her lips with a slight smile in order to maintain her kind status. Since she resided in Yonkers and it was close to Harlem it wasn't uncommon for her to run into men similar to this.
She gripped her thumbs around the straps of the mini backpack on her back, which carried her medical supplies.
Her job provided her with a stable income, a privilege she didn't take lightly but she was still generous. She considered herself fortunate, having finished high school a year early, a testament to her prodigious talent and dedication.
The girl was proud of herself, especially considering some of her family members hadn't achieved the same success. Many of them hadn't paid attention to their future, much like her sister.
She watched her steps as she walked down the staircase, the smell of weed hitting her nose the first step, the usual scent of the subways. As she walked down she squinted at her as she looked at the sight.
It was a male figure, with a pale face even though he appeared as black. His eyes were rolled back and his lips were purple. As many people walked in and out just glancing at the boy. The longer the girl stood there she felt like the people who were not showing affinity with the boy.
"Poor boy..." the woman gazed at the boy as tears welled up in her eyes, she understood how it felt like to lose a loved one, and everyone at least had one person they were loved by even if people didn't show it and for a young looking boy to lose his life, she felt like she was responsible to do something.
She didn't know who he was but she assumed it was due to gang violence since she was in Harlem she believed the gang scene was stupid and ignorant, always ending in somebody dead, then getting dissed.
She looked around, "Does nobody have empathy these days?.." she mumbled, removing her medical supplies from her bag. She digged for her medical gloves prior to them covering her hands.
Taking out her gauze, she wrapped it around his waist, watching as the crimson red blood stained the once white fabric, until the seeped through blood was no longer visible. The thought lingered in her mind of why he had been stabbed.
A boy stood behind her, giving her a slight push to see his punctured friend -it was JJ 6ix. Moments earlier, he had been rushing to get help, but now the piercing wail of police sirens filled the air, echoing throughout the station.
She tucked her lips as the police rushed in like a sworn of ants when they saw food. Many people mumbled including the police who started taking precautions before picking him up the stairs.
"You and you, come here we need more info." a police officer demanded pointing at the woman and boy. The boy looking like he was out of the world.
He couldn't believe how he left his own cousin to die. He felt lost.
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˚୨୧⋆𝓣𝐈𝐀𝐍𝐀 ❝𝐓𝐈𝐓𝐈❞ 𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐀 𝐑𝐇𝐎𝐃𝐄𝐒𓂃۶ৎ
ᡣ𐭩₊˚.⋆⁺₊𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄 𝐎'𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐊, 𝐉𝐔𝐋𝐘 𝟗𝐓𝐇 𝜗𝜚
ᡣ𐭩·⁀ ༄.° 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑 𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐈𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐍𝐊𝐄𝐑𝐒 ౨ৎ ˙⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩
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"I MISS YOU my heart ..." Tiana batted her eyes in an attempt to hold in tears that rested within her eyes, the soles of her feet glued to the floor of the grave.
"Only if I could've saved you..." she pursed her lips facing the sky, the wind drowning her eyes making an effort to hide her tears as people looked at her oddly glanced at her.
The girl willed not to cry in front of people, so whenever she thought about him she would try to suppress her cries, expressing happiness as a substitute of the emotions that really held hard in her heart.
As a group of teenagers she recognized since she went to the same school as them lapped around the grave they whispered causing the girl to drop her eyes, "Why am I crying bro ?..." she patted her lower eyelid to remove the sadness of her appearance.
Whenever the girl saw people from her school or any type of person her age out of a place she would tolerate like school. she felt embarrassed, especially now since she was in her worst state she could be in.
She pulled her sweatpants up before she headed home. Her last wish was to be late to her hospital volunteering job even though she was late to mostly everything.
As the girl walked away, the weight of her grief clung to her like the wind pulling at her clothes. Perhaps one day, she knew she would find the strength to finally feel whole again-but for now, that day felt impossibly far away.
She needed someone to take the emotions away.
10 MINUTES LATER.
"Where is she..." Tiana hissed, the sun scorching her forehead as if she was in an oven. Her styled edges were starting to melt only adding to her anger.
"Mmcht if I was white this shit would happen." the girl mugged as she stared at her remediable edges into her phone camera. Even though she didn't want to switch races, she hated that her hair type was so high-maintenance it could look different in a second.
"Yo mama-" a boy called out before she quickly left.
The lavender scent of the residence filled the air, offering a brief moment of tranquility as she took a deep breath. However, it didn't last long. Her gaze fell upon the mess her little sister had created, and frustration bubbled up. "Leilani Rhodes! If you don't get your ass over here!" she called out sharply.
The little girl moved hesitantly before giving her older sister a hard mug, "Yes?" Leilani finally answered after the long pause of communication with her and Tiana.
"Why is this living room dirty?" she began to loudly rant. "Cause its dirty? Ion know how to answers these questions..." the girl pinched the bridge of her nose in retort.
Tiana glared at Leilani before letting out a sharp ugly laugh, "Girl you is not lil woody, get on with your life." she playfully side eyed, mushing her little sisters head.
"You needa get that laugh check boo..." Leilani folded her lips, causing Tianas smirk to drop. "Akekekeke, now clean this shit up before I clean you outta this earth." the sternness in her voice showed as her teeth stayed gritted, just as a black mother would with their kid.
This girls laugh was horrendous but it wasn't driven by insecurity. Every person had at least one type of ugly thing about them or there personality.
Leilani let out an audible short breath that could be heard from her sister towering over her "Mmcht, I'm too pretty for this bullshit" she mugged, hiding her eyes from her sister glower as she quickly stuck up the middle finger before her sister stuck the pinky finger back.
Echoing a subtle hum, Tiana clutched on the television remote that sat at her side, as it played Annia and Elsia "This used to be my lil shitt." she mumbled as her hands pressed hard on the buttons of the device.
The girl missed her childhood-the privilege of living without worries or insecurities, a fleeting freedom that could only truly be experienced during the innocence of early youth even though her childhood was very different from others.
Everything seemed perfect, until it happened causing everything to crash down.
"I'm done." she finished, Tiana slowly putting the remote down with a squishmallow wrapped in her arms as Leilani jumped onto the luxurious white couch. The girl loved stuffed animals no matter what age.
As the little girl scooted towards her sister, the TV channel changed due to her accidentally it. But Tiana didn't care since her eyes were glued on her iPad. She was definitely an iPad kid.
"BREAKING NEWS TONIGHT, 𝘢 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘤 𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘰𝘤𝘤𝘶𝘳𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘔𝘢𝘯𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘢𝘯. 𝘈 16-𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳-𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘣𝘰𝘺 𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘥 𝘌𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘙𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘣𝘣𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘵 𝘢 𝘴𝘶𝘣𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯. 𝘋𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘺 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘢𝘤𝘬, 𝘳𝘦𝘱𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘴 𝘴𝘶𝘨𝘨𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘌𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘮𝘢𝘺 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘷𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘪𝘧 𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘵𝘭𝘺. 𝘋𝘦𝘵𝘢𝘪𝘭𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘳𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘴 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘤𝘳𝘪𝘣𝘦 𝘢 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘌𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘵, 𝘸𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘵𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘥𝘶𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘴 𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘰𝘳. 𝘈𝘶𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘶𝘳𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘪𝘯𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘭𝘢𝘶𝘯𝘤𝘩 𝘢𝘯 𝘪𝘯𝘷𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘨𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘢𝘤𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘷𝘪𝘰𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦."
The voices from the TV murmured softly in the background as she sank onto the couch. It was just another day of violence in her city, harlem -another headline she barely paid attention to anymore.
Even though it still furied her.
The reason the girl despised living in New York was the lack of safety in the state. It was impossible to remain calm while youth her age were dying owing to the fact that gang violence was the main cause.
The girl casted a fleeting glance at the TV, her attention quickly shifting as she grabbed her phone to call her aunt. Taking 10 rings before she answered, "Tiana please stop calling my phone! I am way too busy to answer." the voice played from the other side of the phone, her voice laced with impatience.
Squinting her eyes quickly, putting her phone on speaker before placing it on her lap "You said you was gon' be home at 4pm and its 4:05 though..." the girl remarked, pacing her eyes around the room before halting her eyes at the floor.
"You acting like you cant get Amari to get you! Just call the hospital and let them know you'll be late. Actually, fuck that, I'm already at the hospital. I'll just talk to your supervisor and explain that you'll be late." she stated before hanging up the phone on her side.
The girl bit her lips, "Hospital?" she expressed, her heartbeat rising by each second. As her her hands gripped on her phone to call her sister. The girl didn't want to lose another person close to her.
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answer the mf phone .
im on call wit ma nikka hollon
ok
which one tho ?
seen 1:09
today 4:10PM
can you pick me up mh
oh u wanna be nice now .
but wat abt aunty ?
shes at the hospital for sum reason
ok .
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ONE HOUR LATER
A lightskin girl with long lashes and nails slowly looked up as Tiana feet landed in front of the desk "Welcome to Mount Sinai hospital how may assist you." she replied her retort assorted with a discourteous tone. "Do you know where Angela Bennett is currently located." Tiana started in a rather welcoming tone.
Tiana's eyes dropped down to her name tag that introduced "Kamiah". She had heard of the girl before from her aunty, she had always left her in a bad mood making Angela mad at the whole house.
The girl didn't know if it was only her, but whenever her guardian had a bad day at work it would affect the environment in their home. Making there aunty mad at the smallest things.
The woman shrugged as her eyes squinted, the awkwardness lingering in the sterile, antiseptic hospital air. "Ion think I can tell you- wait is you Tiana Rhodes?" she ellipsized herself, quickly removing her gaze from the keyboard that rested in front of her.
Kamiah slowly opened her mouth, "Oh she in the ER." she said with a slight shrug making Amari instantly look up from the device in her hands a forming in her face, sthe would kill anyone over her aunty, even in the most formal places.
The girl behind the desk scowled back with hidden fear, "Shes in room 638." popping her neck slightly as she looked at Amari with hidden fear behind Tiana who was trying to act politely.
After giving her a subtle mug, Amari turned to the elevator that stood in front of them. Entering the elevator she saw a dreadhead that was definitely her sister type. She could interpret the atmosphere in the room.
The girl was into curly heads and dread heads. Thinking as if they were equal, to where if someone asked which type was better her head would start forming smoke.
The sisters stood there as Tiana kept side eyeing her with a smirk, Amari averting eye contact to her sisters sidelong glance.
Instantaneously as they got into their destined floor, Amari instantly started smiling. "ouu you see the way he looked at me. he want me so bad I'm finna twerk." she stuck her tongue out causing her sister to chuckle.
Tiana succeeded her sister who was standing beside her, "Girl you gon' make these people more sick by bouncing that fishy ass pussy of yours. I should change yo name from fatass ho Mari to old white man pussy Mari wit a fish emoji " she teased, sticking her tounge back in retort making her sister smile drop.
"You just hating cause you cant pull" the girl replied, wearing a deadpan written on her face.
"Ain't nobody need no cheating ass niggas, and I know you should know that already." Tiana stated before reading the sign in front of the room, 'ROOM #: 638'
The girl had never had a boyfriend before and she knew she never needed one. She just wanted to get rich and travel around the world with no kids or problems.
The sense of weariness washed over her narrowing her eyes, "Just open the damn door Tiana, this ain't no fucking movie." Amari was always making jokes in serious moments to loosen the mood, it was something the girl loved about her, despite her 'hating' her.
She turned the nodge in order to open the door, instantly regretting her choice when she saw a pale boy that looked her age with their eyes rolled back and lips purple.
Beside the bed stood a lighter-toned middle-aged woman, a young adult female with a red lace front, and two youthful boys-one with curly hair and the other with dreads.
Tiana remained in place as if she was immobile possessed figure, everyone setting eerie looks on the girl as she stared at the boy on the bed.
Only her aunty and sister could elucidate what she was thinking.
The girl quickly winced at the aunty and sister who were standing beside her. She swiftly shifted her body towards the curly headed boy before vomiting on the edge of his shoes.
"Yo word to my dead-" he frowned, harshly pushing the girl prior to her tripping on her shoelaces causing her to fall onto the ground.
The middle aged woman beside the bed looked up quickly, her tear drops flinging into the air."¡David, pide perdón ahora!" the woman screamed, stretching her eyes as she dried them. (David say sorry now).
"I'm so sorry" Tiana pleaded, eyes locking with the furious boy that stood in front of her. Before he ran out of the room, causing the girl to run after him to continue emptying the harmful substances in her gut.
The girl and the boy unexpectedly collided abruptly. "You gon' buy me new shoes right after dis" he snapped, glaring at her with annoyance. The girl simply nodded, avoiding his intense gaze.
She ran to the bathroom only to puke until her Aunty slightly tapped the bathroom stall. "Tiana open the door." she gently stated.
Effecting Tiana slowly opening the door, "Imma have to go back right, but are you ok?" she eloquently expressed, Tiana nodding her head in retort.
Her Aunty was used to being a therapist, in some times she wouldn't even mind her own mental help as she paid attention to others it was a unhealthy she developed when she was young.
"I have to go back, but if you need me, call me," Angela said hurriedly, her voice steady despite the urgency, before swiftly turning and disappearing into the hospital room.
After the girl slapped water on her face to remove the left overs of puke on the side of her lips, her sister approached with furrowed eyebrows. "He hit you?" she asked, gazing into her sister's dark brown eyes, prompting her to shake her head in response.
She wiped her nose with the back of her hand, her movements brisk and uncertain. "But I'm gonna have to go with him to buy shoes-like, right now," she said, her voice faltering as she bit her bottom lip nervously.
"Ion know who the fuck that nigga is but he betta not do no typa crazy shii wit my sister."
@ddosama 5s
𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝗄𝗇𝗈 𝗐𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝖺𝗒 𝖻𝖺𝖻𝗒 𝖻𝗈𝗒 . 𝗋𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝗁𝗋𝗍 𝗆𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗍 𝖽𝗂𝗌 𝗈𝗇𝖾 . 𝗂𝖺𝗇 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇 𝗀𝗈𝗇 𝗌𝖺𝗒 𝗍𝗈𝗈 𝗆𝗎𝖼𝗁 , 𝗇𝗂𝗄𝗄𝖺𝗌 𝗄𝗇𝗈 𝗁𝗈𝗐 𝗂'𝗆 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗂𝗇 𝖻𝖾𝗁𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝗒𝗁𝗎 . 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗂𝗆 𝗉𝗋𝖺𝗒𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖿𝗈 𝗒𝗁𝗎 𝗆𝗁 . 𝗂𝖿 𝗒𝗁𝗎 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖼𝗁 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗏𝖾𝗇 𝗒𝗄 𝗂𝗆𝗆𝖺 𝗌𝖾𝖾 𝗎 𝗌𝗈𝗈𝗇 𝗐𝗋𝖽𝖺 𝖻𝗋𝗈 . 💔
thoughts and predictions ?
I swear to y'all every chapter after this will be WAYYYY more interesting than this one
how y'all feel abt tiana , angela , dd , amari n other characters ?
happy heavenly golden birthday to my husband ethan ,, deadass my writing keeps him alive in my heart . e4n doee 🥹💔
had to update before my man bday even y'all don't fwm .
yall want a new book or should I keep one book at one timee ?
aamariah out !!