Part 16- Clouded

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Aaliyah's POV

Jordan's phone goes off I'm assuming it was her brother they talk for a minute and she telling her about last night. Then I feel a shift in her vibe and she walks out the room clearly upset.

After sometime she comes back in the room still on the phone but the conversation seems to be ending.

"Ight bro I gotchu, oh and Aaliyah is at the house don't argue with me about it. Ight ima check withchu tmr ight G duces" she hangs up the phone then hops back in the bed

"Um are you ok? And if you're brother ain't koo with me staying fr I can go somewhere else."

"Nah nah you good right here I promise, for one thing he don't care even if he try to act like he do and two for right now I think it's best that you stay in my protection um not to stay you can't handle yo own but I promise you Smith and Wesson can protect even faster" she says while she taps her gun on the table 

" ima teach you how to shoot one day, it's always a good skill to have especially with you being by yourself often and shii I wanna make sure u can handle things coming at you or attacking you" she says with a genuine heart

"Um that's a little scary but I also understand your point and the importance of knowing"

We hear banging on the door and Jordan quickly grabs her gun and heads to the door. Scared as hell I just crouch by the side of the bed.

I hear the door open then I hear yelling and laughing. The laughing made me get up and go out the room.

Jordan's POV

I answer the door and it's Q fucking ass. I shove him a little while he keeps laughing.

"Damn Brodie tf got you all heated" he says closing and locking the door

"Man I went thru shii last night, now I'm on my toes"

Before Q could answer we both hear something at the stairs and we see Aaliyah's standing there confused and kinda scared.

"DAYUM, who is she?! She finer than a mfer, that's what you hitting on" I hit him in his chest causing him to shut up

"Aye man chill tf out that's disrespectful as fuck, nah I'm not fucking her so shut the fuck up... Aaliyah this is my dumbass of a cousin Quincey but we all call him Q cause his IQ is LOW AS SHIT" I say as I walk over to her

"Aye man this gun ain't low as shii so shut it up" he says as he pulls his shirt up flashing his gun which I could tell made Liyah nervous

"Aye man put that shii up and cut that shii out she not one of them hood bitches so don't even play like that around her" I say as I step in front of her blocking my cousin out her view and blocking her outta his

"Aye it's all coo my cousin he harmless for the most part, i ain't mean to scare you or nothing. You gon be good, you can stay down here if u want and chill" I say as I put my hand on her waist

"Um maybe a little later ima go try and call my best friend" she says giving me a kiss on the cheek then heading back upstairs

I watch her walk away for a little. Gotdamn she is so beautiful. I turn and see Q just staring damn near drooling

" quit fucking staring at her ass cause you ain't getting a piece of it ever." I say walking back over to my cousin who sitting at the kitchen island

" aye man I'm just saying she bad frl, OH SHIT! That's the girl from the store and the girl from the video! YOU SAID YALL WASNT FUCKING"

"Stfu cause we're not... her pops don't like me for some reason someone sent him a video that was edited making it seem like we fucked or somethin in the locker room. He kicked her out and hit her so I went out finding her and let her in. I literally fought the nigga who made the video and everything. He sent it only to her pops and bunch of other shii"

"Yo why her pops don't fuck with you?"

"That's what me and jr tryna figure out cause it's not making sense to me"

"Yo ima do some digging for you and when we find out bust a cap in that nigga ass"

"Shii im down to ruin his life I can't kill him thats still her pops mane"

" Damn you really like this girl don't you, but ight we still find the reason cause I don't know too many pops from her area that hit they daughter unless they cracked out or Hella drunk"

"Right that's why I'm saying shii ain't right, got her scared and shii to leave the house now, yo she a good ball player and this her senior season that can change her world yk"

"Ah shii yea don't the season start soon?"

"Yea so we needs figure this shii out"

"I would suggest that you figure this shit out
soon"

About an hour goes by and I head back upstairs while Q hops on the game in the living room. I walk in my room and see Liyah laying on her stomach on my bed, ass sitting up nice asf too.

"Whatchu up to" I ask her while I close the door

She looks back at me and I could tell she was high. I didn't even know she smoked, but I could definitely smell the weed.

"I hope your not mad I smoked your blunt"

"Nah ma it's fine I got another rolled up, i didnt know you smoked"  I say as I lay down next to her

"I don't really but I was just really hoping it would help me and my emotions" she says blankly

"I can tell you that's not the best and don't fuck yoself over because of this it's all gon work out in the end and I have your back the whole way"

She looks at me and I could see All the hurt in her eyes that made me lowkey get mad because her dad is a fucking asshole I couldn't put my hands on her even if she REALLY pissed me off. I grab her and hug her tight, she was tensed at first then finally relaxed a little

"How do you manage to mean so much to me in such a little bit of time"

" I don't know call me your guardian angel" I say laughing making her smile

"Well then can you just lay with me"

"Of course mamas" I scoot to the top of the bed then pull her up to me and on me while I hold her while we watch Finding Dory. I rub her back and give her a kiss on the forehead to remind her it's gonna all be ok. She looks at me and gives me another kiss then put her face in my chest. I smile and just leave it how it was.

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Does kissing equal relationship?
How will life turn out for Liyah?

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