𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓

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a a l i y a h ' s  p o i n t  o f  v i e w.

I want to slap him

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I want to slap him.

No, I can't slap him.

But he deserves it.

No, that's harassment.

No, but he does deserve one good tight slap to his face dammit!

     After that very eventful night, my life had once again gone back to how it used to be. How it used to be after Zion promised me he would return my money the next day. Full of constant worries of how and where Zion was. Lies. All he does is lie, I know he doesn't owe me anything and if he wanted to completely shut me off his life he could do it without a second thought but Jesus Christ dammit why would he lie!

     I crossed my hands around my stomach and leaned my head back. I'm squatting on my toes and waiting for Eli to calm down. This is the third time we've stopped at some abandoned bus stop so that Eli could take a minute to calm down. He has asthma and out of every day he forgot to carry his pump along today.

     I bit my nails nervously and continued saying a prayer to God in my head. A few minutes ago, someone from across the road yelled "There they are!" and by Eli's panicked reaction I knew it was those bad guys who found us.

     Eli entered another alley and now here we are trying to catch our breath. We did outrun those guys but I'm sure they'll catch up to us soon if we don't start moving. I hope these were the only bad guys because then it meant that nobody is behind Zion and he was safe.

     "O-okay I think I'm fine now, we can start moving again." I smiled at Eli and helped him get up. I looked around us and noticed the familiar surroundings. I debated over what I was going to say next in my head a thousand times before I blurted it out.

     "I know this place," I began nervously.

     "Yeah? I somewhat know this place, haven't spent much time in this neighbourhood. You know any place to hide? Those fuckers might find us and it won't be good for me. Zion will kick my thick ass." Eli replied distractedly, too focused on looking around to find those guys.

     "I-", I took a deep breath and wrung my hands together, " I stay c-close b-by. We could uhm go to my place without them noticing and then we might be safe? You can call Zion and let him know where we are, then he can come there too and then we're all safe."

     It's okay Aaliyah. It's okay. They are not killers so it's okay to take them both home.

     Nobody had ever been to my home. Well except Ava, Jace and Ayden. My home was my safe space and letting Eli and Zion in made me anxious. It was like letting them both invade a very sacred piece of me. I had every right to not allow them into my home but the thought of something happening to them just because I didn't take them home, even though I knew there was a way for all of us to be safe, bothered me.

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