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유Gяошїиg ραιηѕ웃 ╰☆╮ A WIMPy Kidd Production 11/26

<ul> <li>PROLOGUE</li>

APRIL 2011

Birds chirped outside the window annoyingly And the sun began adoring the side of my face a little too lovingly, letting me know that morning was here. My own personal alarm clock.
The arms that held me from behind squeezed tighter around me as their owner snuggled closer as I shifted to try and get the sun off my face.

<em>Get up, Ava..<em>

I thought to myself, squeezing my eyes tighter trying to get back to sleep. I knew it was a contradiction within itself, but it had been a long night.

All I wanted to do was lay there. Just... Lay there. Yet when I heard small feet pitter patter across the hard wood floor I knew it would never happen.

"Mommy!" A small voice squeaked close to my ear.

"Mom! Mommy! Mom!" <em>Ohhhhhh!!!! MY GOD! </em>

"Mommy, is you woked up yet?" My 5 year old son Aquarius bugged, tugging the pillow that I'd just snatched over my head in an attempt to ignore him.

It took everything in me not to beg him for the infamous <em> Five more minutes.</em>

"Why do kids always ask that when they know you're really not?" I muffled through the pillow, cracking open my eyes for the very first time this morning.

"No, Really!" Quarry pleaded. " I'm hungwry, and Aries ate the rest of my Coco Pups and she say I cant Have her Cap and Crwunch cuz i cant put on clothes." He tattled, Mispronouncing words that only <em> he </em> could figure out how to mess up.

I tried not to laugh at my baby as I removed the pillow from my face to see that his brownish orbs were welling with tears. He had on some courteroy pants (that I still hadn't forgiven Harley for buyin for my baby) that were unbuttoned and zipped, which was to be expected, but the hilarious part was that his head was through the left sleeve of his inside out Transformers shirt, while his arm hung out the neck hole like a tree limb.

"Baby, look at your son." I chuckled, nudging my backside against my husband to rouse him from his sleep.

If I had to get up, then he had to as well. Especially for this.. It was classic.

"Aaaavaaaaa!!" He whined through his slumber, releasing me from his grasp so that he could sit up

"Im tryna sleep, you know last night you..... Nigga wtf you got on?? How??" He questioned, makin the <a href="">stink face</a> at our baby.

"Dont be lookin at my son like that foo!" I chastised, removing the thin covers from myself and slipping on my glasses and slippers as I got out of the bed.

"Come on son." I smiled, tugging the shirt over his head and picking him up.

"Let's go see what yo sister talkin bout." I cooed to him

As I made my way down the stairs thinking of what I was going to say to Aries about being mean to her brother <em>this</em> morning I thought of how far i'd come. Each morning it was something else with these too. Which had oddly enough become the most exciting excitement of my life.

It was strange... Strange how we got here. Me and Shad I mean.

I wasn't exactly the "type" he usually went for, and he wasn't.... well, he was <em>Shad</em> the kind of guy that I shouldn't have gone for. And <strong>we</strong> were Far from the kind of people to be settled down in a not so modest home with 2 kids and a mut.

Don't get me wrong, It was <em> never </em> easy and we fought it as much as we could in the beginning.. Had to go through a lot of things, loose a lot of people and grow up in a lot of ways before we realized that the pains that we were going through separately, we were meant to go through together...

I'll tell you the story... Of our lives.. Of our Loves, Our friends. Our Enemies...

I'll tell you the story of our <strong> GROWING PAINS......</strong>
RUN IT?! PLEASE BE CRITICAL! There's no such thing as a mean comment.. as long as you comment! No runs = <strong> NO ADD</strong> =/

It starts off slow but after a few runs i'll post chapter 1.


See Bree's ass gon' make somebody whoop her ass! I wouldn't be surprise if it's Harley who does it either cause she seems like the lil firecracker out the bunch lol

For the love of dressing dogs up as unicorns.. RUNN THUISS!!!

She should have told him the truth about Bree, I wonder what that was that crashed, so RUN IT!!!!

Run it

Okay, so. I might as well run again. Haha.
There's your two more runs, haha. I'm a foooool

I wanna another add, so run from Kianna! :D

Thaaaaaaaank YOU! lol

2 mo... and i'll add again today...

yayyyyyyyyy an add does happy dance

damn wht sh do break the mirror or pass out

run it

i need more like now

run it





mane, fxck her! lolz
Awww poor Asia, like seriously! I just URGHHH!!
that girl needs a hug! lol

loveee this soooo much!!

as fo D, smehhh, push me outta the way LOL.. even tho it is his house..

aww she made room for her clothes, sorry but thats cute

awww don`t runa way and your anything but yo hoe ass mother!

RUNNN ITTTTTT ,,,, this year! lol

Long time you've added. Aye, that was good. POOR THING!
HMMM, I guess give her a makeover? Make her feel pretty.
& crash? wonder what that was..... hey, run it so I'll know! :)


<strong>FEB 1999</strong>

<em> I don't wanna be </em>
<em>be without you, be without you </em>
<em>I don't wanna live</em>
<em> live without you, live without you</em>
<em> I dont wanna go </em>
<em> go without you, go without you </em>
<Strong> I don't wanna be alone </strong>

With our run in with Bree at the mall weighing heavily on my mind, I had completely forgotten that it was Friday. The day that I looked forward to more than any other day of the week. Not because I had anything exciting planned to do like most girls my age, I loved Fridays because, thanks god for the weekend, Julissa had no school for the following two days, and she usually spent those couple of days in Deniro's living room eating junk food and watching VHS's with me.
Things hadnt changed too much in the short month that 'I'd been here, Deniro was a close second..But Julissa was the closest thing to to friend I'd had since....ever. And spending girl time with her and Harley always brightened my mood.

Well, usually always.

Despite the new clothes and shoes, Bree had once again ruined my day. Her last words to me repeated themselves in my head like a movie on playback as I sat silently in the front seat of the range rover twisting the handles of that vicky secret bag around around my index finger.

Deniro would look over at me every once in a while, but never actually said anything until we'd finally pulled into the filled up driveway of his house.

Cutting off the ignition,silencing whatever song was playing on the radio, he pressed the automatic lock button as I began to gather the bags to get out of the car.

"Hold up." He ordered, placing his hand firmly on top of the bag in my lap. "You wanna tell me what that was about? How you know Bree?"

I could have told him that Bree was the reason I ran into him that night last month. I could have told him that because of <em> him </em>, she and her best friend beat me to near death, which in turn, caused my stepfather to rape me and throw me onto the street.

<em> I could have told him that. </em>
But I didnt want him to look at me like like my 8th grade nurse or Miss Angie had.

<em> Like I was weak.</em>
I didnt want him to tell Lissa or Harley, and have <em> them</em> look at me differently.
Because for obvious reasons, their opinions had come to matter to me.

So while I stared at his hand in my lap, I told him simply that I knew her from school.

"From school huh?" He was burning a hole into the side of my face with his greenish orbs and aside from making me self-conscious... It was annoying the hell out of me.

"Yes." I confirmed, facing him long enough to to let the words out, The feel of his eyes on me making my skin crawl.

Deniro sat there for a moment,silently before I heard the <em> click </em> of the doors being unlocked and noticed him reaching back to the back seat to collect the remainder of our shoppin bags before opening the driver side door and making his exit. Following suit, I clutched that pink bag in my left hand and opened the passenger door with my right, quickly bypassing the other cars and joining Deniro on the cold doorstep of the house while he fumbled with with his keys.

Just as he found the correct key and inserted it into the doorknob, the large door swung open,and there in the door way stood a cheesing Harlem.

"One day...." She'd said "You're going to know the right key for your own damn door."
He mumbled something that sounded a lot like " <em> Shut up. </em> To his right hand before shoving her out of the doorway so that he and all the bags he was carrying could fit through the door.
Once inside the house, I shut the door behind me, as I was the last one to come in, and immediately heard Deniro cursing loudly and other male's laughter following following soon behind.

"Hey Harley ." I spoke slightly smiling, picking up all the bags Deniro had left beside the door.

"Wat up yo?" She replied, turning and going towards where the voiced sounded from.

I'd decided that I would take them up to the room, pick out my things, and bring his back down later. My body was aching from walking around at Queens Center all day. Aside from that, I didn't really want to be around a crowed right now.

Inside the room, I sat onto the floor and began to remove anything like mines from the shopping bags and placed them neatly onto the bed. Looking around the room debating on whether I wanted to put the stuff on hanger or in the dresser I heard the laughter from downstairs grow louder and louder.

Bree's words resounded in my head again and as I sat there.. I realized that she was right.

<em> I didnt belong here. </em>

The way those people had stared at the mall...

The thing's she'd said...

<em>Bummy assed </em>

Tears rolled down my cheeks as I decided to put my new clothes into the dresser. Getting up from the floor, I swiped furiously at my face to try and stop the tears from falling, My body felt weak, my heart ached, and with shaking hands I pulled out the first drawer and placed the sweatpants inside. Passing from one drawer to the next, sliding Deniro's things over to make room for mines, reality set in.

There was no room for me here.

<em> Embarrasin me and s***! <em>

If I were prettier.. Someone else maybe... Maybe she wouldnt have reacted so badly... Maybe she wouldnt have said those things.

The tears were falling like rain drops now, the remaining clothes fell from my grasp onto the floor and I gripped the dressers edge. I lifted my head and stared at my reflection in the mirror.

My olive colored skin was red and blotchie from the tears.. my eyes puffy and glazed. Plain brown hair fell lifelessly to my shoulders, and my lips were a little larger than most, <em>like my mothers</em>..

This was me. I

I was just like her. Worthless. Used.

No matter how much I'd gone through. Or how hard I tried.

It would never be enough.

I would always be my mothers child.

She stared back at me from the mirror. Taunting me..

Telling me things I already knew.


<em> Used.</em>

<strong> CRASH! </strong>

"What the f*** was that?!"


aww,i saw too. :D `kewl.
now, where's my add doeeeee. :(

I typed it in n I see it

I mea n... if you type in... Ashad moss... Bow Wow's real name on google... this story comes up... I was lookin for pictures for the next add.. and there it was!

weird.. but im excited.. lol

whatcha mean "on google?"

Check me out... ma s*** on google!

-sits here & waits, props elbows on my computer, looks around-
... :)

Yayayyyy im geekd

a dd today.........!! that was just so fake of bree to do that :/

run it


That`s wassup, putting her in her place..
He`s dumb though to keep her around..
and even more dumb for not picking up on the tension from Lil One!

That annoyed me, Lil one needs to tell the sisters!
So we can fxck her shxt up LMAOOO


Smh. Poor Ava, she was finally having a good outing with him for once, and her comes the broad to mess everything up. Pretty good timing, maybe they'll chill together soon? :]

run it


Bree needs to back the f*** up.

Who the hell does she think she playin??

Deniro needs to drop her ass asap!!

Run it.

thanks guys...

He need to get rid of Bree n WTF she bipolar run it