Shayjonez

A story of hood life and love.

Annette Brooks is an easy going girl from the hood. She never starts anything she can't finish and never loses the fight. She is known for being a bookworm, so when she finds herself in the middle of a deadly fight, all things  hood become a reality. Annette is soon faced with old enemies and new, while she struggles to balance school, first love, family, and the demands of the streets. When things don't go as planed she finds herself in a few fight or flight situations. The incidents to follow will change her life forever.

Christian James thrives in trouble, but  when he sets his sights on Annette, he decides he's going to keep her. He has no idea the journey they will have. He didn't plan on loving her, after all he lived for the streets. He feels like she is his peace and with her anything is possible. Even getting out of the hood. When an attempt to make some easy money goes wrong, and strange incidents around them start happening, he realizes he will protect her at all cost. 

Together they stand in the face of many enemies.  They battle jealousy, temptation and hate. In the wake of it all they find comfort in friends that will follow where ever they lead and cross off names on ever growing  list of foes. While trying to survive, loyalties will be forgotten and love a question in their relationship. All they while all they want is out, every time the streets call them back. Will they make it out or just accept that It Is what it is.

Hood Life and Love: It Is What It Is

All charges against me and my guys were dropped. Without the witness or the evidence they had nothing. Turns out the evidence in the envelope from big D were all originals. He had really had someone steal evidence from the police station. When I asked him who did it he told me it was a cop he had on payroll. I didn't ask who. 


We were free, except for Christian. My boo still sat in jail. I only saw him two days a week for the last month. I was grateful for that as I had went two months not seeing him at all. He always smiled when I saw him, and he always had jokes. But I knew he was not where he wanted to be. I wasn't much for writing letters, so I never missed a visit. Our bond was still strong and after I destroy the last piece of evidence they had, he would be free to. 


Trial