Where Love gets You ( NLA sequel )

WLGY1

Aaliyah*

Things have changed; life has changed and things got weird. I felt like my world stopped. Just because it revolved around him. I should have followed my brain; no love allowed. But my heart got in the way. there was nothing much I could do. after leaving for the war, my life changed completely but finding out i was pregnant took me for a whirl wind. i didn't expect my life to shift so much so suddenly and i had to do it without the help of Rakim. it took me months of recovering after i was shot in the battlefield. i look at myself in the mirror and i see my small little battle wounds that healed where you could barely see the scars. i had little holes in me that made me less than perfect. my body was still slender but i had some stretch marks as proof that i birthed a child. i had physical evidence of every transition i made in life and i wear them with integrity because it made me the woman i am. over the years i had a lot of growing to do especially with the responsibility of having another life to look after. maternity leave allowed me to gain balance and a conscious as i realized that i would not be able to re-enlist with the newfound responsibilities weighing over me. i was the only one that my daughter had in this world and i could not risk me being taken away from her. reflecting upon my past, im thankful for the trials and tribulations i faced because it allowed for character development which was something i desperately needed. being young and reckless had its ups but the downs started to outweigh them as i got older. i felt like trouble was always trailing closely behind and i couldn't allow for my paranoia to become reality. i fell back from the things that could get me in trouble and focused on the life i wanted to create for my daughter and i. Growing up with an abusive mother and violent father, i didn't know a thing about love; that's why i always lived by the saying No Love Allowed but with a child i had to learn to open up my heart. i never wanted her to feel how i felt growing up which caused me to become tender at the mere sight of my daughter. i began to get more in tune with my feeling in order to provide her with a love language i never received.

I took my quick shower and changed into a pair of floral boy short underwear and a pink bra from Victoria secret. I laid back in bed, from exhaustion and soreness. But it wasn't long before I felt the hands of Neveah on my face trying to wake me up.

"Mommy?"

"Mommy,"

"MOMMY!"

Neveah kept repeating herself as I pretended to be sleep. Then I caught her off guard and grabbed her as I began tickling her. She giggled uncontrollably as her eyes began to water.

"Stop mommy!" she exclaimed in laughter.

"Who's mommy's baby?"

"I am,"

"That's right," I hugged her and kissed her forehead. I thank god everyday for my baby. We weren't supposed to be here today. but we are and I thank god everyday for this amazing opportunity to raise a beautiful daughter and live a beautiful life. I swear my baby made me a mushy little woman but I love her. "Let's go get ready baby," I grabbed her hand and we hopped off of the bed and into the bathroom that was attached to her roomed.

The theme in here was The Princess and the Frog, as well as her room, while mine remained with the monotone colors black and white. I stripped her down from her clothes and began to run her the usual bubble bath that she insisted on taking. i took a glance at her as i ran my hand over her cheek. placing her in the bath i thought to myself My baby was so beautiful. She was brownskin with big curly hair the engulfed her whole face when she wore it out. She had gorgeous dimples and big brown eyes. She began splashing the water a bit and singing Twinkle Twinkle Little Star. She sounded so cute in the tiny voice.

"You did it," I smiled after she finished and she did a cute little giggle.

I picked my baby up out of the tub and began to get her dressed. I picked some dark wash jeans, a green and black shirt and her Brazil 6s. She claimed she could get herself dressed so I let her. surprisingly, she had to no problem with this task and i could not help but to feel a pang of hurt as i realized she wasn't going to be my little girl forever. she was starting to gain her own independence and it saddened me that she wasn't going to need me for as many things. once she was finished I got dressed in some light wash mom jeans, a white shirt, and my taxi 11s. i slipped over a causal bomber jacket and proceeded to throw on a a pair of oval black sunglasses. it was friday in the office which meant it was dress down day. although others still had the tendency to dress more professional, i took this to my full advantage and kept it as casual as possible.

We headed down the stairs and i began to cook breakfast. situating the pots and pans, Nevaeh sat in front of the living room television watching her morning cartoon. i began preparing breakfast and soon it was done. I made some pancakes, eggs, and bacon. Once we were finished eating, i began to clear the plates and wash the dishes so i wouldn't come home to a big mess. after, we walked to the car. I dropped her off at day care and I was about to start my day. I grabbed the pre-rolled blunt from my glove box and lit it. I inhaled letting the smoke linger in my lungs before I blew it out.

I zoomed off into the morning ready to start another stressful day.

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I picked my baby up from daycare and we soon pulled up to chipotle. i didn't really feel like cooking tonight being that i had a tough day. it was friday and i was ready for relaxation to set in immediately. I got a bowl with steak, so me and Neveah could share. walking out, i grabbed her hand and help her into her booster set before sitting in the drivers seats. securing our food in the passenger seat, i revved up the engine and zoomed off to the my apartment. Once we were finished eating and we got ready for bed.

I took a quick shower and got dressed before going to give my baby a bath. Once I got her all ready I turned on the tv so we could both watch tv in my bed. we ended up watching Big Freedia and about half way through the show she dozed off. I turned off the tv and took that as my cue to go to sleep.

goodnight ...

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I'm really not into the stories but what ever. .

hope you enjoyed.

sorry for the late update. got my phone taken away