Ch.17

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(JACOB'S P.O.V)

I made my way to the Trap to find Nicky.

"Aye Nicky. Come here." He looked at me and made his way over.

"Yeah?"

"Look, I can't do this anymore. I'm losing my family because of this shit." I handed him the bag of cocaine. "I'm done selling for you. For good." I said sternly. He stood there playing with the bag in his hands. "Baby P, you gon regret this." I ignored his comment and made my way to Aaliyah's house to apologize.

I knocked on the door. After a few minutes Aaliyah came to the door with a smile on her face. As soon as she saw me it turnt to anger and disgust. She started to close the sore before I put my foot in it.

"We need to talk Aaliyah." I said.

"About what Jacob. You practically called me a bitch and said fuck this child. You have clearly made your choice. So what the fuck is there to talk about!" She yelled.

"Aaliyah, please just stop yelling and let me explain." I begged.

"No Jacob. It's done. You've made your choice and I made mine. We're thro-" I kissed her. I would be lost if we weren't together. She tried pushing away but I wouldn't let her. After awhile she started kissing back and relaxed.

"Can I please explain now?" I asked. She just nodded and moved to the side to let me in. I took her hand and lead her to the couch. I sat her own my lap and began to explain.

"I've been acting like such an a-hole lately because I'm back to my old ways." She gave me confused look. "When I was younger I used to be in a gang and they got me to start selling cocaine, dope, whatever." She tried to get up but I pulled her back down. "Aaliyah, let me explaaain." She gave up and sat back down. "Okay, then I got addicted to cocaine. I decided to leave the gang but I couldn't just leave so I had to run away. Then one day I went home and the dude I used to sell for was there and wanted me to sell again. He threatened to hurt you so I had to do it. I got carried away and started selling again and I got addicted to cocaine again and that's why I went off on you the other day." She just sat there shocked.

"Aaliyah, I'm really sorry. Can you please just forgive me." I asked her.

"Yes Jacob. Just promise me you won't do this stuff again." She said.

"I swear." Then I kissed her on her forehead. "C'mon, I still owe you a shopping spree."

"Yeah, I'm gonna go take a shower and put on some clothes."

"Ohh, can I come?" I asked.

"Uhh, no." She laughed and went up the stairs and the doorbell rang. I opened it and saw her father. "Hello Jacob. I came here to talk to Aaliyah's grandmother. But, since your here how about we talk." I moved to the side and went to sit on the couch.

"Yes sir?"

"Listen the other day I went to pick up Aaliyah. She was crying and wouldn't tell me why. I have a feeling you were the reason she was crying. I'm only going to say this once. Do not hurt my little girl. She is all I have okay. Oh, and make sure you raise this child right. Ok?" I nodded. "Good, because I like you. Your a good young man but, now that you have a child on the way you have to just start acting like a man. Now can you go get her grandmother?" I nodded and got up and headed upstairs. I knocked on her door told her he was here and went in Aaliyah's room.

"You ready?"

"Yeah." We made our way to the mall d I ended up buying her 5 outfits. Shoes and accessories included. "Aaliyah." I said waiting for her outside of a fitting room.

"Huh?"

"Ya know, what you owe me right." I said with a smirk on my face.

"A night of fun huh. Cause that's what my ovaries are saying." She came out and smirked. "I'm ready. But lets go to Spencer's first." I nodded and we made our way to Spencer's. We went in and she picked up a mans thong.

"Aaliyah, I am not wearing that."

She laughed. "Oh yes you are, if you want me?"

"I already got you" I picked her up and we both laughed. After looking around she put the thong back and we left.

"Let's go to my house." I said. She nodded and we made our way to my house. Their were police cars there. We both looked shock and I got out the car. "Stay here, I'll be right back." I told Aaliyah. She nodded and I made my way to the front door. When I walked in the house the place was a mess. Everything was broken and all over the place. I walked over things to my mom being interviewed my a couple of police officers.

"Ma, why happend?"

"I don't know. I came home and it was like this." The police officers left and I knew what I had to do.

"Aaliyah, I know who did this." I sat her on my lap.

"Omg, who? You have to tell the police."

"No. I can't. It will only get worse. Please just promise me you'll stay in the house as much as you can. I don't know what I would do if thy hurt you." She nodded an I told her I had to go.

I made my way to the Trap. As soon as I saw Nicky I went up to him and punched him in his nose.

"Why the fuck did you tell them where I was!" He got off the ground and started laughing.

"I ain't gon even fight back. You got what's coming to you. Oh yeah, I saw yo girl. She sexy, maybe I can hit that." I punched him in his face again. "STAY AWAY FROM HER, MY FAMILY, AND MY FUCKING FRIENDS. I SWEAR TO GOD NICKY I WILL MAKE SURE YOUR DEATH IS SLOW AND PAINFUL!" Then I punched him again. I left and went to Janet's.

I came in the house and went into her bedroom. She was having sex. I was in no mood for any nonsense.

"Damn Baby P!"

"Who is this nigga?" The dude she was fucking asked.

"Nigga get the fuck out. Now!" He put on some pants an went out the room.

"What you want little nigga?"

"I need some protection." I said to her.

"Past catching up to you?"

"Yeah now gimmie a gun." She got up opened we closet an handed me a 9 mm Glock and a refill of bullets.

"Baby P, be real careful with this shit. Don't do nothing you Gon regret later, remover you got a baby now." I nodded, put the gun in my pants and went back to Aaliyah's house. She fell asleep on the couch so I carried her up to her room. I laid down with her and had a peaceful sleep.

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3 'mo chapters .

Btw , a Glock is the most common gun used by Police Officers so you could know how it looks and everything.

*Dougies to Dallas.*

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