Poetic Justice :Aaliyah and Tupac "2pac" fanfiction

Chapter 4: Safe Arms

Every mile closer to home I was getting more and more nervous. I knew it was late for me to get home. That man Kelly FINNA be hella mad at me. I was so uncomfortable in my seat it look like I was going to puke. Somehow Pac notice.

"Aye Babygirl, You iight?" Pac asked considered with his eyebrows together .

I stopped thinking about what could happen when I get home. "umm yeah. I'm iight." I lied.

He looked at me and shook his head and put is eyes back on the road.

"Why you shake your head?" I said with an attitude.

"Cause you be lying to me ma. You acting like you can't trust me. " he responded with his eyes still glued on the road . I rolled my eyes when he called me ma.

"Well I did just meet you. you don't know me like that. and I don't know you like that ." I simply said as I put my head on the seats head rest.

"I'm just tired that's all." I added. He simply nodded his head. We eventually got to my house. Hopefully Kelly ain't home. Pac doesn't know about me and Kelly and I'm NEVER plan on telling him. When we were in the driveway, I was glued to my seat .

"Liyah, you finna get out?" He laughed. I gave him a death glare that even made him even laugh harder than before.

"Shut up I'm going." I said getting my bag. I open the car door before I got out I told Pac," Aye Pac I had a great lunch , thanks."

"No problem ."he flashed a smiled. seeing his teeth made me smile harder showing my gums and dimples.

"Aye Liyah you have one pretty smile. You should smile more often." he winked at me. My cheeks became red. Before he can see, I shut the door and walked to house door. As I put the key in the door I started to shake. I looked back at Pac and waved bye then he left. I open the door . I turned around to the door I try to close is quietly.

"Where the fuck you been." Kelly said behind me. i jumped.

"SHIT!" I whisper to myself I turned around to face him.

"WHERE THE HELL YOU BEEN!! I AINT GONNA ASK YOU AGAIN!" He yelled as he walked up to me . I backed up until back was against the wall. I Saw 4 beer bottles on the floor and one in his hand. HELL NAH. he's fucking drunk . OH MY GOD. I open my mouth to speak, but nothing came out.

"So you wouldn't tell where you been huh. Well bitch fuck that." He grabbed my necked tightly that I was grasping for air. I tried to pride his hand open, but his hella strong. He eventually lifted me in the air. He started to punch me in the stomach

"So you *punch* won't *punch* tell me *punch* where you *punch* been at. huh?"

He let me go and I fell the the floor on my knees. My face was covered with tears. My eyes were all puffy. I was holding my neck gasping for air . my neck was red. He lifted me off the floor and punched me in my left eye causing me to fall back on the floor. he eventually stopped beating me- for the night. he grabbed his keys and walked out the house. I don't know where his going and I really don't care. I want him gone. I was in a corner in the leaving room balling my eyes out. I had the strength to get up and make my way upstairs. I went to my Vanity and sat down with my head in my hands. I looked up to the mirror which was in front of me and seen my face. I gasp at the look on my face . I had blood on my face, on my left Eye I had a black eye, my cheek was bruised, my neck is red and swollen. I can go on. it was just horrible. I have to leave this place. I put some sunglasses on , a scarf , and added a little makeup to cover the bruise on my cheek and my Black eye . I got some money from under the bed and walked to the bus stop. As I sat at the bus stop waiting for the bus I starting humming my favorite song. Funny Valentine. 20 minutes later, the bus arrived. when the bus got to 6 blocks I got off and walk the rest of the way to the studio. truly my home.