Next Door

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w it at me, taking it I ran to the front of the house to jump to the first floor, I will get back to my room where my siblings would be away on their practice for baseball any minute now, landing on the floor, I hear grandma yell, “Jay! Jay! Take it easy boy!” I jog to the main sidewalk, as I answered her

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We weren’t hers, we where her now ex-husband, but dad had nowhere to go, he was broke after moms sudden funeral, my grandmother was fighting to have us in her care but by the state of law she needed to retire from her job as a social worker,

tv set, holding a beer can he shouts at Loli, “what’s all this?” He looked at me with a sweet smile when I opened my mouth to say, “Loli has a temper,” I could feel her right behind me but wasn’t expecting to feel a smack of her slipper on my bottoms, grandpa tries to enter the house when I have the door locked to which he screams, “open this fucking door Lorena!” She pulls me to the living room then opens the door where I heard a hard bang in the kitchen, “you

ave a stop button cause he is yummy, all muscles in him since he is always playing sports with his two siblings, he is the oldest of them but younger than me, man can he move his body good. Seeing I was out he runs to the other side of the street, reaching the cement half gate of the front porch, I walk right towards the flat surface of the gate and place my arms on top, he stops right in front of the porch an

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?” I asked her to which she smiles at me then says really low only for me, “then we get to see what’s on Chanel 9? Of am I over imagining things?” I smiled knowing she got the second idea my second head was having, “well sure princess but seri

ook my girls hands and pulled her over the cement gate, helping her down I held her hand to walk to my house. Holding her hand I take her by her hips, she reaches my chest, and I love kissing the top of her head, as we walk I ask her, “what’s wrong Elle?” I asked her carefully, I knew it was exactly what

look good together, he supports my idea in marrying her. Hell if I don’t marry her, I won’t marry anyone else, and I won’t care what I’m called for this choice, thinking about this she looked up and I move down to kiss her sweet pink lips, “talk to me,” I remind her but she bites her lower bit a bit then says something that got me annoyed, “your not my boyfriend to be telling you stuff like this,” I held her hand a bit tight making her look at me again, “who says I don’t want us to be more than just friends with benefits? I