Mama I'm A Criminal Meme Novels & Stories

Mimi says, “Okay, you are an ex-convict?“ 'Tara inquired, “That is the label I don't want people to tag me with, ex-convict Is a horrible name that I don't want to hear in my life,” Mimi says, “and I despise being called ex-convict,” Mimi says “Which other job deals can you involve yourself again?“ 'Tara asked, “I can't involve myself in any dirty deals and legit is not easy to Invest on,” Mimi says, “please, let me see what will happen next” Mimi,

I ask, already knowing the answer. "Call her. Talk to her. Ask her to forgive you." Mom start pleading with me. "That's all she wants, sweetheart. To hear you for her forgivness. And let her know that you still love her despite everything." "You want me to ask her to forgive me." "Yes." "For trying to have me murdered. For stalking me. For hacking into Damien's company. For destroying my foundation before it even opened." "When you list it like that, it sounds..." "Criminal? Stupid? Because it is. It's all criminal, Mom."

"Woah, that's illegal! you and your mom can be arrested and go to jai-" "My mom is dead." I replied that it stopped him from speaking. "Fake? This looks so real to be called 'fake' duh? Do you notice how detailed you are?" Camille was holding her cellphone and I looked at the screen to see that my account was the same as the one in the picture.

I’ve never meant Florida once but she’s like this one popular actress that I’ve natural disliked and now she just gave me more reason to hate her. How dare she call me a criminal when she don’t even know the full story? Suppressing my rage, I throw her a sharp response. “Sure call me a criminal all you want but does it change the fact that you are shamelessly wedding the husband of a criminal?!” Between the gasps that gyrates round the hall or Derrick’s reaction, I don’t know which is more upsetting. His brows flare up defensively as he attacks me, “Look natasha, Don’t do this here. I’ll explain things to you…”

*Two and a half years ago* “You cannot tell me what to do. This is my life and I’ll do what makes me happy!” Marie screamed at the top of her lungs in her parent’s small living room in a conversation with her father and mother. They had called her to discuss her life after high school, but had flared up when she told them of her intention to become a hacker.

she yells and winks at me. “What’s a bitch?” Curious Melinda asks out of nowhere. “Mum’s mother,” Miranda answers. Sienna laughs out and I glare at her. “Oh, a bitch is someone in jail,” Melinda mumbles thoughtfully. “Does that make mum’s dad a dog? He is in jail too,” Melinda asks. “Enough of the question Melinda,” Malcolm says. He takes my hand and pulls me away from Sienna and the twins. His lips met mine in a slow and passionate kiss, filled with promises of the future that lay ahead of us.

Absorbing all the details of my current surrounding. The fact that this party had been held just for me sinking in deeper. I had totally forgotten that today was my birthday. I had been so overwhelmed with the grief of loosing my mother, that I had forgotten what true happiness felt like. From the corner of my eye, I could see Mira move closer to me. Before crouching down to my level, in front of me. She opens her mouth to speak, but is interrupted by the sound of clicking heels. Which I hate to say, was drawing nearer.

” She says. “Mom , that’s like an insult to me . You know that, right?” I huff. ” Like I care. Are you still in the mob?” I roll my eyes. God this isn’t really the right time for this type of conversation. I’m not really in the mood. ” You know I can’t leave the mob and I’m not ready to leave yet.” ” Really? Do you enjoy watching the ones you love getting hurt? How did she even fall in love with you if she knows that you’re a criminal.”

Damn it, why! I can’t help the anger I am feeling right now, whoever kidnaps her I will make them know what karma is. I tried to call her number, but it was always unattended. It made me lose focus, searching for her in the crowd while taking care of the kid is harder than I thought. “She’s not here anymore, god damn it!” I can’t help but curse out of frustration, “We will go home for now, no, let’s go to my parent’s home before I search for her. Okay?”

“Y– you–you–“ “What? You can’t believe it? For so long you’ve pinned the crime on me and refused to believe anything other than that. You hate me, your oldest daughter so much that you sold me to my enemies. Mother, what wrong did I ever do to you? I’d been the best daughter any mother but you would be dying to have! I sacrificed half of my life pleasing everyone and being the daughter you wanted me to be!