Part 7- Homegirl

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Aaliyah's POV

I woke up in the bed alone. But a smell of weed and breakfast came across my nose as I stretched. I went into the bathroom to wash my face and brush my teeth then I slowly head down the stairs. I was pretty shocked when I made it to the kitchen to see Jordan smoking and cooking breakfast. She seemed very in her zone. She turned around and slightly jumped I must've startled her.

"Damn nigga u almost made me drop my blunt"

"My bad I thought u heard me" I said laughing while taking a seat at the island in the middle of the kitchen.

"Nah u good, umm u hungry? Please say yes cause I actually cooked ion do this too often"

"Oh yea I'm hungry , haven't had a home cooked breakfast in forever"

"You don't cook?" She asked while placing a plate in front of me with pancakes, eggs, and bacon

"This looks so good, and nah not fr"

She came and sat next to me with her plate and a glass of orange juice for me. She so sweet like she actually cooked breakfast and shit I've never experienced this before other than my mom obviously.

"So you heading back to the hospital today?"

"Yea probably, I gotta talk to my peoples before I go but yea. What's yo plans for the day?"

"Well if you needed someone by your side I was gon rock with you, but if not then probably head back home and chill out"

"I appreciate the offer but I'm rock with one solo, I just don't need you around all this bs"

"Are you going to be ok by yourself?"

"Ima be fine, you don't need to worry"

No matter many times she's says she's gonna be ok and fine I always seem to worry and I barely know her. Maybe this is the life she really lives I want to ask her if this a frequent thing or not but I know that's not my place at all. Best I can do is be here for her in this moment whatever happens after this happens but right now I'm here for her and whatever she needs.

After we ate breakfast, I got dressed and packed everything back in my bag. I grabbed my bag and started heading to the door when I came down the stairs I was stopped by Jordan.

"You leaving already ma?"

"Yea, I assumed you were finna go to the hospital so I went ahead and got my stuff so I can get out of your hair for the day"  I say with a little laugh

"Aw ok, Can I at least get a hug before you leave" She asked as she got up from the couch heading to me

I shook my head yes and she wrapped her arms around me giving me a breath taking hug. The type of hug you don't wanna let go, as I hugged her I could feel her passion and smell her cologne on her. She smelt so good, I didn't want to seem like a creep so I tried to pull us apart and she pulled me back in. She obviously very much so needed this hug.

She loosened up on the hug and looks me in my eyes. I looked back at her and saw some of the saddest eyes I've ever seen a person have. Her eyes were glossy and red but you could almost see her hurt thru them which made me want to hug her again.

"Why you lookin at me like that" she said with a confused face

"No reason, I'm just looking at you"

We continued to look at each other seeming like time was frozen. Then my phone rang breaking us from our spell.

"Ok I have to go forreal my mom just asked where I was so I have to go"

"Ight let me walk you out"

She walked me to my car. She gave me another hug and told me to be safe, then she watched me the whole time I was pulling out until I was down the street.

Jordan's POV

After Liyah left, I cleaned up the kitchen and set my room back to normal. I got dressed and got ready to go see D and talk to him and the boys. We still not 100 on who got my bro but all I know is whoever don fucked up forreal cause once we find out who did it and when my brother get better we raising hell on ALL them mfs. Niggas be pressing us and shii for no reason we tryna make shii shake that's all and yet there's always a hating nigga.

I hop in my car, connect my phone and head to D house, Bumping MO3 the whole way there. I turn my car off and head to the door. I bang on the door three times and D opens the door knowing who it was.

"Wsp G, Whatchu been up to? How you feelin?"
He said as I walk in the house heading to the kitchen to pour me some juice.

"Shii I'm chillin lowkey pissed asf but I gotta make sure bro ok first before my next move you know. And I ain't do shit but be at the house"

"You look a lil happy tho my nigga"

"The hell I gotta be happy for?" I say with a lil aggression cause he said that shii rude asf

"Nah bro, like you don fucked Kim K or some shii" he said laughing

"Oh nah I wish, actually nah too ran thru" I say taking a sip of my juice

"So you just went home last night? No company at all" He says tryna get me to say something like he knows what he talking bout

"Maybe I did. Maybe I didn't, why you gotta know"

"Shii I'm just tryna help my lil Brodie, making sure you not fucking with no bops"

"Nah she ain't one of them at all"

"Oh so you IS fucking with a shawty"

"Nah not all she don't play them fuck and duck games. I ain't hit at all, but she go to school with me apparently she play ball."

"So she came over last night and yall ain't fuck but you look different?"

"I don't look different but everything else yea. She came over cause we was pose to hang out yesterday and she thought I blew her off so I told her MJ got shot and that's all. Then she felt bad for me and came and gave me a lil company for the night, and no nothing like that genuine company"

"You ain't even TRYNA fuck?"

"I mean don't get me wrong shawty fine Asl and her ass and titties are A1 but like I said she not that typa girl. She real bro fr, I ain't no lovey dovey nigga tho. She likes those flowers and shii not backwoods and henny"

"Aw she one of them preppy mfs, damn... shit wouldn't be yo first time tricking"

"Nah I'd never do her like that. I'm not the right nigga for her plus ion need nobody from that damn school she just a coo girl and she seems to care"

"Sound like you simpin lil dawg but you say whatever you want"

"Mane shut up. Anyways you hear shii back from Roscoe?"

"Nah not yet he still tryna figure out who them niggas were. All I know is it bet not have been that nigga Toochie and his fucking minions cause I swear to god bro if it was them I setting his whole shit on fire"

"Nah fr if it was them I'ma probably end up back in court hearing out my sentence difference is I'll have a smile on my face"

"Sometimes you scare the hell out of me G, cause you real life crazy"

"Nah only when I care"

Then my phone goes off and it's a text from Aaliyah

Future🤫: Hey just wanted to let you know I made it home and if you need anything just lmk and I gotchu 🫡

Me: Thank you shawty, I appreciate it fr Ima call you later... prolly when I get home but I'll lyk before I call obviously

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My bad pretty boring chapter, gotta build it up lol😂
Is Jordan the one for Aliyah? Or is she genuinely too much?

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