Against All Odds

Chapter 32 (PART 2)

Aliyah P.O.V.

I took a deep breath, standing in my bedroom alone. I hated the fact that everytime Marcus and I would talk, he would always walk away from our conversation, leaving me with my thoughts.

I took a seat on the edge of my bed and turned to my mirror, once I felt my eyes start to water. I didn't even know why I felt like crying, but I knew it had something to do with all of my relationships failing.

I grabbed a tissure out of the box that was sitting on my dresser and dabbed the corners of my eyes, not wanting to ruin my makeup.

I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself down, when there was a loud knock on my door. I jumped a little, rushing over to the door, hoping everything was alright downstairs since AJ was nowhere in sight.

I pulled open the door and sighed once I seen Cordarius standing there. "Yes Cordarius."

He slightly smiled, looking at me. "You good? I saw you and Marcus come up here, and then I saw him rushing downstairs lookin pissed, so I came to check on you."

I nodded, trying not to make eye contact with him. "Im fine, you can go back downstairs." I tried closing my door, but he held it open.

"Are you cryin?" He asked, looking down at the tissue in my hands. I shook my head. "No, Im fine, just go."

He sucked his teeth, lifting my head up so he could see my face. "Why yo eyes red if you ain't been crying? I know you don't smoke, so I know you been in here cryin.

"I sighed. "What happened? That nigga made you cry?" He stepped inside of my room, closing the door behind him."

No, he didn't make me cry." I said in a sigh. "So why are you crying??"

"Because." I started. "..I don't know, I tried talking to him and he keeps pushing me away...I don't really know what to do now, everytime I get into a relationship it always ends up failing."

He sighed. "What the fuck is he mad about anyways??" I shook my head. "I told you he was upset about me going home with you and lying about it....and he thinks that we shouldn't be cool with one another since the two of you have your problems."

He frowned. "He told you that?" I nodded my head yes. "Well that's funny." He said in a chuckle.

I grabbed another tissue off of my dresser and wiped my the corners of my eyes again. "What's funny?"

"On the way up here, I saw him downstairs talking to Meeka, I know y'all two don't like each other, so why can they be cool and we can't??" I frowned.

"He's talking to her?"

"Yeah, he probably still out there talking too her."

I shook my head, not knowing what to say.

"I think it's pretty funny how he wants you to stay away from me, when he still fucks with your enemy, that's a double standard if you ask me."

"Yeah it is." I mumbled, folding my arms across my chest.

"Look, all I can tell you is stop making his issue, your issue. You tried talking to him and he ain't wanna hear you out, so drop it. You shouldn't be up here locked in your room cryin over a dude that ain't cryin over you, your better than that."

I was silent. "Him and Tyree are some dumbasses if you ask me, cause I would never fuck up something that good, don't blame yourself for what they did."

He slightly cleared his throat, realizing what he said.

"Ima go back downstairs ight? Stop cryin jit." He slightly smiled at me before walking out of my bedroom.