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Feeling around in the bed for Aaliyah I groaned when my finger tips met the cold spot her body once possessed. I sat up rubbing my eyes.
"Good morning Bitch" I heard them felt a sharp metal object on my lip
I opened my eyes confused pulling my head back. Aaliyah was standing over me with a knife to my lips smiling devilishly.
"Whatcha doing Mamas?" I ask nervously. What the fuck she got going on?
"You didn't think I forgot did you?" she ask slicing my bottom lip open "you busted my lip when you sent me face first into the stairs. Paybacks a bitch right?"
"Ow fuck Liyah!" I groaned holding my mouth
"Then you choke slammed me. Your lucky my small ass can't do that to you. After that you just straight up choked me." She mumbled jumping on my lap choking me with both hands "then you threw a lamp at me, it hit my back and man did that hurt."
She squeezed my throat then released me going into her bathroom looking for something.
I got up running to the room door. The shit was locked with hella chains and shit on it.
"Where are you going?" She ask tilting her head. I ignored her trying to break the chain. She mumbled something then sent a curling iron to my back. "I like all my lamps so I decided to throw a curling iron."
"Shit" I hissed dropping to the floor holding my back. She sat down beside me smiling wiping my tears away.
"I forgive you" she smiled kissing my cheek, then sent a punch to my jaw "We're even now, come back to bed"
I nod following her to bed.
"I'm not going to do anything else, I just wanted you to know how I felt when you did those things to me." she sighs happily, pulling me under the covers rubbing my back.
"Ah that shit hurt" I hissed holding her wrist
"I know" she hums using her other hand to continue rubbing the area. "Your mom made breakfast in my kitchen. Who gave her permission to use my pots and pans?"
"I don't know Baby, I'll talk to her about it" I mumbled glancing up at her. She held a calm expression but her tone was deadly. "You feeling alright?"
"I feel fine, why?" she questioned twitching her eye
"No reason, unlock the door" I said sitting up
"Why, do you want leave me?"
"No no I just want to see the kids. I'll come back I promise"
Mumbling to herself getting up and unlocking the door.
I wasted no time leaving going downstairs to see everybody eating and laughing.
"What happened to you?" Seriyah asks
"Aaliyah woke me up on some fool shit" I ran a hand down my face "where the kids at?"
"In Hope's play room, it's down that hall by the stairs" Prince pointed in the direction
"That's why I don't let her ass smoke, she has a weird react to it. You know how some drunks get crazy and do reckless shit than don't remember any of it the next day? Well Liyah's like that with weed but it's the other way around, she's fine while smoking but the morning after she's acting crazy and weirder than usual" Mike shrugs "Just don't piss her off and you'll be fine."
"Gon head I don't need another one of these from her" Troy said showing me a scar on his forearm
"So y'all knew she would act like this and didn't give me a heads up?"
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Damaged goods| on hold
FanfictionA girl running from her past hoping her new life will fix her old scars. It's a big responsibility dating me. Because I come with a little bit of baggage, you know? - Demi Lovato
