Impulse.

Way of life.

                                                         April 23, 2019
                                                                 10:15 PM

                 Aaliyah Smith ||Liyah.

"I'm not 'bout to turn up with yo crazy ass Lana," I joked plopping down on the bed.

"C'monn Liy just one shot,"

"No Lana, & yo drunk ass need to be looking in them books instead of that bottle," I said setting her textbooks in her lap.

"Why, is it because you can't hang," Lana giggled slurring her words with a liquor bottle in her hand.

"No, I just wanna be prepared for finals tomorrow," I said grabbing the bottle out of her hand.

"That's no fun," She whined. "I wish you weren't such a lame bitch Liyah," she giggled again plopping down beside me on the bed.

I wanted to take offense to what she said, but then again she's drunk.

"C'mon drunky, ima need you to sleep this shit off. Yo mama gone beat both our asses if you don't make it to school tomorrow," I sighed placing a pillow underneath her head while lying beside her.

"Fuck her, she don't give a shit 'bout my education or me," Lana said bitterly snatching the bottle & taking another swig of Henny.

"And what makes you think that," I said now sitting up facing her.

"If she did, my drunk ass wouldn't be sitting up here with you. I would be at home in my own motherfuckin' bed, but noooo," she dragged.

"Lana you know she be busy traveling & shii for her job. You should be easy on her because when you think about it she's doing it all for you,"

"Aaliyah please don't try and lecture me about my life & my dead-beat ass mother,"

"I'm just saying Lana, she out there bussing her ass making money so she can provide for you, I mean that gotta count for something right?"

"Girl are you really gone sit up here & try to side with her," she asked sounding upset.

"There are no sides, Lana, I'm just saying at least she trying,"

"Well too little, too motherfuckin late. You know what that crack head whore did to me & you sitting up here tryna side with her,"

"Like I said, there are no sides. At some point in life, you gone have to forgive her & let that hurt go. You should be grateful she's still putting in effort & trying to redeem herself,"

"Forgive? Smcht bitch please," she said shaking her head. "Didn't yo stepdad just try to rape you, you gone forgive him for that," she chuckled with a taunting look on her face.

Before she could get another word out I had already punched her in her throat.

"Really Lana, that's just low. You gone throw some shit like that back in my face?" I said snatching the bottle & throwing it upside the wall.

"After all, I do for you? I said punching her again in the mouth. "I let yo ass stay at my house whenever you want because yo homeless ass have nowhere else to go, then when I tell you some personal shit like that you get mad & throw it back in my face?" I said kicking her in the jaw this time.

"Liyah stop, p-please I'm sorry," she said curled up in a ball trying to dodge me.

"Get ya shit Lana, & by the time I get back up these stairs I want you gone," I said storming out the room & downstairs to the living room.