97 - Ayo

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September 23rd, 2023

"Ooh I'm so excited!" Aaliyah announces from the space beside me, jolting me back to reality. What was I thinking of? I have no idea!

It took plenty bribing and pleas from Aaliyah that finally made me change my mind to honor Burberry's invitation. God knows I was in the mood for anything besides sleeping. I already cancelled the MLLE tour for the remainder of the year till further notice.

"I wonder what it'll be like! I can't wait to see the designs!" Aaliyah gushed. She looked mighty sexy in her dark green net one piece outfit, the outfit covered every part of her body except her beautiful face, little does she know it was part of the reasons why I accepted to attend in the first place.

Aaliyah turns to me, "Are you excited?"

I resist rolling my eyes. "I don't know."

Aaliyah pouts, "Oh baby! You look cute!"

Keeping things green like she was, I wore a striking look consisted of a dark green t-shirt for the base and a green and yellow Burberry Check Wool Blazer for the top layer, with the rest of the fit including a pair of matching Burberry Winter 2023 Check Wool Trousers, a pair of black leather boots, as well as Elliot Eliantte jewellery.

"Thank you" I re lit the blunt that went out few minutes ago while I was lost in thought. I took a big drag then exhale.

"Ayo, how many blunt have you smoked today?" Aaliyah frowns.

"One." Lie, I've previously smoked a blunt before we left home, while she took ages to get ready, plus three Percocet I popped earlier.

"Ayo?"

I roll my eyes, exhaling more smoke. "You look beautiful." I changed the subject before Aaliyah starts nagging me. I was honestly not in the mood for anything especially an argument.

It worked because Aaliyah face grew into the biggest smile ever. "Really baby? What do you like the most?"

"The whole look, your outfit is sexy!" I lick my lips sexily. We weren't having sex. Which was weird considering how I was always horny. It was like after my mom's death, I lost interest in everything I used to love before.

Speaking of my mother's death. I stopped having nightmares about the dreadful day at the hospital but it didn't stop the emptiness in my heart. Her death shook me and made me doubt everything I once knew. I couldn't bring myself to wrap my head around the thought that my mother was no more! It's been a month since she dead but it still hurt like it was yesterday.

I found myself sinking daily, I used more pills, smoked more, ate less and slept more. Aaliyah would complain/consoled. She watched me constantly like a hawk, it irritated me and comforted me.

"Ayo?"

"Huh?"

"We're here." Aaliyah announced.

It was then I noticed the car has stopped moving, I peer outside the window, frowning immediately I saw the mass of Paparazzi waiting to take pictures. I instantly regretted my decision to come out.

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