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Aaliyah x Brooklyn
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Aaliyah POV :
Alone in my thoughts again about our past intimacy. There I was, craving her attention and her touch. It's been three years since our breakup. Our past memory gives me a bad feeling. All I could remember is her last words haunting me. "There's nothing fucking there between us...we're fucking over."
Hearing her cold tone of her voice sent an uncomfortable shiver down my spine as tears flow down my face. Her words hit my core like an open blade. At that moment I knew our romance died down. She left me with a wound. Yet again I missed her. Brooklyn knew her presence would leave me trapped.
"Yoo lili I'm here mama." my best friend said closing the door. "Hey bookie." I smiled giving her a warm hug.
Angie has been there through thick and thin. She's been supporting me ever since Brooklyn left. I truly do love her for sticking my side.
"So how have you been." Angie ask sipping on her soda.
"I don't know Ang, today hits three years since the break up." I felt Angie hand rub on my back.
"I know it's not okay, but everything happens for a reason, her energy wasn't matching yours." I just hummed listening to her advice. She was right, Brooklyn left not my fault simple.
"Thank you ang I really don't know what I would do without you." I truthfully said smiling. She's really a lifesaver.
"Angie I'm kinda tired, wanna take a nap together." She nodded getting on the right side of the bed.
Hopefully I can manage sleeping this through. I need this sadness to go away. I just need some sleep for tonight.
[4:38 am] I woke up hearing a knock at the door. I checked the time on my phone. It's four in the morning. Who the hell could be at my door at this time? I groaned feeling the cold wind hitting me instantly when I got up.
"Man I really don't play about people at my door." I mumbled walking down stairs.
I opened the door...just to see Brooklyn. After three painful fucking years..she's standing here at my door.
"Hey mama, nice to see you again" she said in a raspy tone. My stomach instantly grew butterflies.
Simp ass bitch.
I attempted to slam my door but she caught it immediately.
"After three fucking years yo bitch ass decided to come back." I yelled in her face.
"I didn't come over for that." She sighs rolling her eyes.
I pushed her "you know it's the fact you say you didn't come over here for my bullshit YET YOU'RE STILL HERE please be so fucking for real right now." I felt my anger rise. The fucking audacity of her to say that to me.
Brooklyn grabbed me by my arm pushing me on the couch.
"Lower your tone with me, you know what happen last time." Her voice sent a tingle down my spine.
Damn this girl has me in a chokehold. Every. Single. Time.
She chuckles as her hand strokes my face. "Look at you wrapped around my finger fucking pathetic I barely said or didn't anything." The degrading words hit my core. I whimpered in response.
"Why did you come back." I try to ignore the tension getting back to important moment right now.
She lifts up my chin "I honestly don't know it's just I miss you, your aura, your voice, everything."
"Prove it then or otherwise get the fuck out."
Is she going to prove her worth of being here? What if she leaves again? Thoughts running in my mind. I don't know what to feel right now. Everything feels very overwhelming.
Why all of the sudden she wants to come back?
Gosh the desperation I have...what am I doing with myself?
• • • • • Hello everyone!! I hope you guys enjoyed the first imagine of my new book!
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