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When The Diamond Falls
This isn't your avarge love story. No rainbows, no unicorns, no happy ever after. I wrote this story to inspire my readers. for those who get judged by their story and not seeing the real person behind the mask.
It all started on a beautiful sunny morning, only to be awaken by this annoying sound from my alarm clock. as I struggled to wake up, I reached over to turn it off. but that wasn't the only thing noisy in a broke down apartment in New York, City. As I try to drift back to sleep, my cellphone rings. I growl in an annoying sound and anwser the phone. "Hello.." I said dry as a dessert, rubbing my eyes. "Girl, don't tell me you still in the bed, girl if you don't get ur monkey ass up, and please stop moping about that lame nigga Damien." My best friend of eleven years, said, who is also my adopted sister. "Girl, ain't nobody worried about no Damien, shit, I was getting my beauty sleep." I said, trying to brush off a lie. I had to admit, I was still inlove with him. I was in love with him when he threw me through a window, for complimenting his homeboy haircutt. I love him still when he would bring his little play boy bunny around his family. Hell I looked like a dam fool, and his family knew his dirt and would tell me. One day it was too much, he abandon me for my birthday to be with that hoe and didn't even considering buyin me anything. He didn't even take me out or remember it was my birthday. while he was out all night, I was crying myself to sleep. The next day, I called my best friend to come get me from this hell. As if I didn't encountered hell in my own home as a young child. My daddy would come in my room every other night and rape me. This bastard had the audacity to kill my own mom in her sleep. when the ambulance came, he lied and told them she died in her sleep. He tried to force tears out his devilish eyes as if he really missed her. what a coward! The man I still loved didn't even show up for support me, she was his momma too, she treated him like her own. Guess his hoes was more important then to come in a need of his ex he known since he was fifteen. "um-hm, anyways are you coming into today, because, holly getting on my last dam nerves." Candice asked. " yeah, I'm on my way, I'll be there in thirty." I said starting my shower. "ok, bye girl."she says. "bye."I said hanging up the phone. The lord knew I did not want to go to work today. I just knew that I would see Damien's face, he knew the days I worked at the old dusty coffee shop, called Dailoons. I need something better then working at this place. I had dreams of becoming a nurse and helping others in my community. But living pay check to pay check wasn't gonna get me there anytime soon. As soon as I walk into the door, there he was. Tired ass, cheating hoe ass nigga Damien. I been trying so hard to get over him. Over and Over again I would hide behind the counter and candice would tell him I wasn't there. Today I had to face him and my fear is falling into his traps. "Amayla....wait, let me talk to you for a second." Damien says, grabbing a hold of my arm. " Boy if you don't let go of my got dam arm, I don't have time for ur bullshit Damien." I said yanking my arm away and walking behind the cash register. "Leave hoe ass nigga, she don't want u." candice said stepping into his personal space. Damien pushed her to the side and said, "so it's like that?" "Nigga don't touch me, it's been like that since your hoe ass wanna fuck around on her, get out!" candice said swinging her hair off her shoulder. "Bet, bitch, you so scary, you can't even talk for yourself, sorry ass." Damien said walking out the door. "Girl, how did u ever deal with that bullshit, hm, I can't get who next in line."candice said. " I honestly don't know." I said shrugging my shoulders. as I looked the other way, I see this tall, dark chocolate with big muscles and fitted six pack man walking towards me. I was lost in his peanut butter brown eyes and his juicy big lips. He fitted that black suit so perfectly. I though I was in a coma as I could see his lips move but no sound coming out. "Miss....um is she okay?" he says to candice. "Amayla! hello!" candice said snapping her fingers. "Oh I'm sorry, what did you order." I said wiping the little drool that came down my mouth. he chuckled a little and said, "Vinalla mocha frappe with extra wipe cream, but not too much, but I was wondering if you may be interested in me taking you out." He says leaning over the counter watching my ass while I fixed his frappe. All my mind could think was it's just the same game but different player. as I walked back over to hand him his coffee, I said, " here you go, two-fiffty." I said trying to be confident. " look I don't know what guy broke ur heart or whatever but I see you here every Wednesday when I walk by from my business, and I just thought u was cute and had to check you out, so what's up, you open to me taking you out."he says taking a sip of his frappe. "Boy bye, all...
It all started on a beautiful sunny morning, only to be awaken by this annoying sound from my alarm clock. as I struggled to wake up, I reached over to turn it off. but that wasn't the only thing noisy in a broke down apartment in New York, City. As I try to drift back to sleep, my cellphone rings. I growl in an annoying sound and anwser the phone. "Hello.." I said dry as a dessert, rubbing my eyes. "Girl, don't tell me you still in the bed, girl if you don't get ur monkey ass up, and please stop moping about that lame nigga Damien." My best friend of eleven years, said, who is also my adopted sister. "Girl, ain't nobody worried about no Damien, shit, I was getting my beauty sleep." I said, trying to brush off a lie. I had to admit, I was still inlove with him. I was in love with him when he threw me through a window, for complimenting his homeboy haircutt. I love him still when he would bring his little play boy bunny around his family. Hell I looked like a dam fool, and his family knew his dirt and would tell me. One day it was too much, he abandon me for my birthday to be with that hoe and didn't even considering buyin me anything. He didn't even take me out or remember it was my birthday. while he was out all night, I was crying myself to sleep. The next day, I called my best friend to come get me from this hell. As if I didn't encountered hell in my own home as a young child. My daddy would come in my room every other night and rape me. This bastard had the audacity to kill my own mom in her sleep. when the ambulance came, he lied and told them she died in her sleep. He tried to force tears out his devilish eyes as if he really missed her. what a coward! The man I still loved didn't even show up for support me, she was his momma too, she treated him like her own. Guess his hoes was more important then to come in a need of his ex he known since he was fifteen. "um-hm, anyways are you coming into today, because, holly getting on my last dam nerves." Candice asked. " yeah, I'm on my way, I'll be there in thirty." I said starting my shower. "ok, bye girl."she says. "bye."I said hanging up the phone. The lord knew I did not want to go to work today. I just knew that I would see Damien's face, he knew the days I worked at the old dusty coffee shop, called Dailoons. I need something better then working at this place. I had dreams of becoming a nurse and helping others in my community. But living pay check to pay check wasn't gonna get me there anytime soon. As soon as I walk into the door, there he was. Tired ass, cheating hoe ass nigga Damien. I been trying so hard to get over him. Over and Over again I would hide behind the counter and candice would tell him I wasn't there. Today I had to face him and my fear is falling into his traps. "Amayla....wait, let me talk to you for a second." Damien says, grabbing a hold of my arm. " Boy if you don't let go of my got dam arm, I don't have time for ur bullshit Damien." I said yanking my arm away and walking behind the cash register. "Leave hoe ass nigga, she don't want u." candice said stepping into his personal space. Damien pushed her to the side and said, "so it's like that?" "Nigga don't touch me, it's been like that since your hoe ass wanna fuck around on her, get out!" candice said swinging her hair off her shoulder. "Bet, bitch, you so scary, you can't even talk for yourself, sorry ass." Damien said walking out the door. "Girl, how did u ever deal with that bullshit, hm, I can't get who next in line."candice said. " I honestly don't know." I said shrugging my shoulders. as I looked the other way, I see this tall, dark chocolate with big muscles and fitted six pack man walking towards me. I was lost in his peanut butter brown eyes and his juicy big lips. He fitted that black suit so perfectly. I though I was in a coma as I could see his lips move but no sound coming out. "Miss....um is she okay?" he says to candice. "Amayla! hello!" candice said snapping her fingers. "Oh I'm sorry, what did you order." I said wiping the little drool that came down my mouth. he chuckled a little and said, "Vinalla mocha frappe with extra wipe cream, but not too much, but I was wondering if you may be interested in me taking you out." He says leaning over the counter watching my ass while I fixed his frappe. All my mind could think was it's just the same game but different player. as I walked back over to hand him his coffee, I said, " here you go, two-fiffty." I said trying to be confident. " look I don't know what guy broke ur heart or whatever but I see you here every Wednesday when I walk by from my business, and I just thought u was cute and had to check you out, so what's up, you open to me taking you out."he says taking a sip of his frappe. "Boy bye, all...
