One and a half months later. Niecey. . .
After a week of trying Tyler gave up and he moved on. Straight to Brittney, ugly ass. I'm not tripping though. I don't mind thuggin' it out. He graduated and so did Brittney last month so I don't give a damn. Hakeem and I have been getting closer. He comes over all the time, but when he does Derrick seemed to get a certain attitude. My birthday is in 2 weeks and I can't wait. I'm turning 17 and my senior year is coming up.
"DJ," Hakeem was calling my name from the phone. I knew I had fell asleep on him.
"I'm up Keem." He calls me DJ because my name is Deniece Janay.
"Girl, you sleep. It's only 9:00. Let's hit up Dre's party tonight."
"Ok. Let me go ask."
"Ask can you stay with Shawny too so we don't have to leave too early for your cufew." He hated that Derrick gave me a cufew and made sure to keep me out of the house as much and as long as he could.
"OK, hold on." I put the phone down. "Ma," I yelled, "Can I go to Dre's house party and spend the night with Lashawn?"
"Yeahh, go ahead."
I picked the phone back up happy as hell to get out this house. "She said yeahh. Am I staying with you?"
"yeahh, go get ready and I'll be there in about an hour."
"Kkayye. Ride."
"Or die." Click. He hung up.
I got up and went to take a shower. When I got into my room I dropped my towel and began to moisturize my skin. I took a 30 minute shower and I know an hour to Hakeem is way less. I knew he was probably already around the corner. In mid-thought Derrick walked in and closed the door behind him. I jumped and grabbed my towel. "You have grown so much Deniece." He stood there watching my every move. I wrapped the towel around my body and sat on my bed. He just stood against my wall and eyed me for almost 10 minutes. I watched him intensely and saw thim grab himself. I wanted to cry. I started to tremble and quickly I said a silent prayer. He started to walk told me and my tears began to fall. That's when my body began to shake and I grabbed my towel tightly. . . .
"DJ, where you at?" Hakeem walked straight into my room. He stood there quiet for a minute then all hell broke loose when he saw was Derrick was holding. He stood in front of Derrick and pushed him backwards. He mumbled threats but eventually left my room. Derrick looked at me and I broke down. He went to lock the door and then sat on the bed next to me.
"You good Ma?" His eyes were full of anger and pain at the time. He reached his hand towards me and I flinched. My mind was racing and I couldn't say a word. "DJ, you ain't never got to be scared of me." I buried my face into his chest and cried. He got comfortable and layed backwards, pulling me to lay on his chest. I fell asleep crying my eyes out.
I woke up from a nightmare sweating like crazy. Hakeem wasn't in the bed anymore and I panicked. He had left me alone in the house with Derrick. How could he. I began to cry again and I felt so weak. I heard the sink running in my bathroom. Was it Hakeem or did Derrick come back to finish with me? I got up and slowly walked towards my bathroom. I peeked my head in and it was Keem. He was staring into the mirror and saw me behind him. "Did I wake you up?"
"No. I'm scared, I had a nightmare." I felt like a little girl scared of thunder.
"I ain't even slept yet. It's 2:00 am. "
"Why haven't you slept.?"
"I had to watch over yu. Go pack enough clothes for a few weeks. You gone be staying with me."
"But, my Mom-" He cut me off with a look that said it all.
"Go pack your things now!" I left out of the bathroom to do what he told me to do. After I was done he took me bags to the car while I went to the bathroom to put clothes on. Once we got on the freeway I cried all the way to his apartment. "I'll get your car in the morning." was the only thing he said to me.
