CHAPTER 1
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♡Naomi♡
Life is a real struggle. People hustle day and night just to put food on the table. I myself am a hustler but i won't say how i hustle... maybe you'll find out as we go.
My name is Naomi Johnson. I'm 20 years old and I'm a school dropout because i grew up in a poor family of three
my mom, younger sister and I
and my mom had no money for me to go to Varsity.
I started working at the age of 19 and now i can afford to put food on the table and take my sister to school. My mom became a drunkard when our dad passed away when I was only 15, she doesn't care what i do , she always says that her job of raising me is done and now it's time for me to get married and bring her more money because the money i make from
my hustling is not enough for her.
So i was sitting in my room when i heard my sister screaming from the kitchen. I put my phone away and rushed to her. I found my mom beating the life out of her.
Me: mom!!!!stop it, you are hurting the child....mom!!!
Her: Noami stay out of this
shouting
i wanna teach her a lesson...she spilt my alcohol and she can't even afford to buy it.
Me: mom!! she's just a child, leave her alone. I'll give you money to buy more okay....
Just then she stopped beating her and pulled out her hand for money and i put a $20 note on her hand and she smiled like a retard and she went away and pretended as if nothing happened.
I picked my sister from the floor and she was unconscious...i had to rush her to the hospital. I had no money to take a cab because my mom took the last money i had so i had to run to the hospital carrying Vanessa
my sister
Me:
crying
don't worry Nessa.... we're almost there.
Honestly my mom is a beast, how could she do that to her own daughter?? A car pulled over behind me and a man came out, he was tall and he had muscles...he had black hair, he looked so sexy. Anyways he took Vanessa and put her in the car.
Me: what are you doing??who are you??
Man: you want help or?? get in the car
...okkkk, how rude
i got in the car as i was energy drained from all the running. I sat in the passengers side and faced the window because I didn't wanna talk to the man. We drove in silence then got to the hospital and the paramedics came with a stretcher and took Nessa.
The man left...he didn't say anything or ask anything. After some time he came back carrying take aways and he handed them to me.
Him: take them...
Me:ummh sorry but I'm not a charity case and i don't want your food. what if it's poisoned??
Him:
smirk
... trust me if i wanted to kill you, i would have done something better than food poisoning now take the food
demanding voice
Me: what if I don't??
Him: okay fine.....
He put the food next to me and sat next to me.
Me: who are you???
Him: Zayn Nicholas.....you??
Me: Naomi Johnson...., why did you help me?
Him: so was i supposed to drive past you and let your child die???
Me: child??do i look like a mother
launching
that's my sister
Him: my bad
giggling
....
serious face
what happened to her, she looked badly hurt??
Me:
clearing throat
it was an accident....
Him: i can see when someone lies to me and that doesn't look like an accident. Tell me the truth.
Me: i don't even know you and now you want me to tell you my private matters??not happening....
Him: Okay
He took one of the takeaways and started eating then the doctor came out of Nessa's room.
Me: how is she doc??
Him: she is now conscious but she broke a few ribs but she'll be okay if she gets the medication that I'll prescribe for her..
Me: okay doc, thank you
smiling
i answered knowing that I don't even have money to buy food for tonight....The doctor left and i got in Vanessa's room while Zayn stayed out.
I sat next to her bed as she sobbed silently.
Me:
low voice
..... I'm sorry Nessa
Her: it's not your fault.
Me: what happened??
Her: it was a mistake Naomi...i spilt it by mistake
sniffing
....
Me: it's okay..., you will be discharged later and we'll go home
Her :
crying uncontrollably
I don't wanna go back there , she'll kill me yet I'm still 14 Naomi...i don't want to see her, please take me somewhere else..
Me: Nessa ...
Her: please...
Me: okay I'll make a plan
Her:
sniffing
...thank you
