And just like that it was over. We were over. I didn't think that Snow would ever leave me, but he did, and he didn't turn back. I became a stranger to him once again. I understood though. Bullets didn't have a name on them, but that night it had his dad Damon's name on it. My cousin Darrell also caught a stray, and he wasn't even in the streets. He was around them just to be around and be in "the know". I knew that Snow wanted to say something to me before I said something to him because my parents didn't want me around THIS. The street life. They didn't want me to live my life in the "ghetto". Their "ghetto" was being entangled with somebody that's a drug dealer.
"Nola Blaire, you know that I love you. You're my soulmate. I just think that I'm bad for you and you deserve better. You can do better than me, baby. You can do something better with your life instead of me holding you back." He had said.
I bit my inner cheek trying my best not to beg him. Begging didn't look the best on me, but I love Snow to my core. Saint Banks. The first time I seen him I knew that he was going to be mine and I still believed that even though the circumstances weren't presenting that right now. There had been a huge bloodbath in the streets and that led to this moment. A moment that would forever be engraved into my memory. My parents didn't think I was safe and with Snow slowly creeping in the streets, they wanted me to get away from him as soon as possible.
"I love you, Saint." I croaked as he walked away from me.
Our entire future flashed in front of me, and I melted into a big puddle of water. My heart yearned for him. My soul yearned for my sweet Saint, but I understand. At the end of the day, he was trying to keep me safe. My heart just had to suffer. My soul had to suffer. This wound wouldn't heal until Saint was back in my life.
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An overwhelming feeling filled my chest. Being in the streets easily gave me the pathway to lie, but I never lied to Nola. Ever. I just needed to end it so she wouldn't get caught up in this street shit. A bullet didn't have a name on it, but I'd burn the streets down if one ever struck Nola. She was the light in my life and from the moment I saw her I knew that she was going to be mine. Maybe in the next lifetime.
I almost turned around when she told me that she loves me because I love her too. With my heart, my chest, my entire soul. The future I planned with her had dimmed because I knew that they would go after her just to get to me and I couldn't have that, so I broke her heart, and I broke mine.
"Forever love." Snow whispered without turning back.
Losing Nola was never the plan, but losing my father wasn't in the plan either. It was my turn to take over the Banks family empire and get shit handled. It was my turn to have the streets on fire and reigning as Snow, the Ace of Spades. The grimiest kingpin to ever touch the Southside.
"You sure you ready for this, Saint?" Simba, his right hand asked.
"Been ready. You down?" I questioned.
"You already know."
They dapped each other up and decided to round up the crew. Somebody was bold enough to take the life of Damon Banks but made the mistake of leaving 3 of his seeds behind. Snow made sure his siblings, Ivy and Eve, were locked up tight and safe. More bullets were going to fly. More bodies were going to drop. The streets were going to bleed tonight.
Do you want to know more about Saint and Nola Blair? Read The Last Snowfall and A Snowfall Holiday available on kindle unlimited and paperback.
