Your Man Ain't Better Than Me [Jacquees Fan F]

The One You Run To

Naveah’s POV

I think Jac mad at me but I don’t know wat for, all day he’s been giving me the cold shoulder. At lunch he just kept acting all pushy so I just decided to go sit with Elijah. And it wasn’t that bad he was acting sweet and stuff which I definitely didn’t mind. But then after once I went to class which Jac was in thing was crazy. Elijah had walked me in and the whole time I felt we were being glared at.

I pulled up at my house, when I walked on the porch I saw my little sister there. Which quite odd cause she lives with my dad, by her side was a bag of clothes. As she looked up at me I could see tears streaming down her face. .

 “What’s wrong, what happened ?” I asked concerned.

 “I couldn’t do it anymore I had to get out of there.” She said between sobs.

 “What are you talking about ?”

“I had to get out that house Nae I can’t keep going through that.”

I already know it had something to do with my dad, he’s on the abusive side. Now my mom was smart enough to get away from his a** when she realized he was crazy but hers well she stayed around and married him like a dumb a**. But she passed away a few years back leaving Aleah being his personal punching bag.

 “Tell me wat happened.” I demanded taking a seat beside her.

 “It was just going too far, last night he came home and he tried to rape me.”

 “Seriously !?!?”

She nodded.

 “You not going back there, you can stay here.”

 “Really ?”

 “Yes my mom won’t mind, how long you been out here ?”

 “All day.”

 “Oh my gosh come on inside, I know you hungry.”

I unlocked the door then we both went inside, she sat down at the dining room table while I fixed her something to eat.

 “You got any other clothes with you ?” I asked as I pulled dishes out the cabinet.

 “No.”

 “Is he home ?”

 “He shouldn’t be.”

 “Aight come on we bout to go get your clothes.”

He eyes began to widen.  “No we can’t!  what if he is there, you know what he will do to the both of us ?!”

 “Calm down, I’ll call one of my friends to help us.”

 “Okay…”

I tried texting Elijah and asking him to help me, he just said f*ck off. I swear he is just too confusing. Earlier he was all sweet and now this.

I went into the living room to get the house phone and called Jacquees.

 “Hello ?” He said.

 “Jac I need yo help.”

 “Why don’t you call Elijah ?”

 “Man come on stop acting stank and please just come help me, it’s about Aleah.”

 “I’m listening.”

 “My dad just doing too much now, h-“

He said interrupting me.  “Say no more I’m on my way.”

I sighed in relief.  “Thank you.”

He arrived about 15 minutes later.  “You okay baby girl ?” He asked Aleah as he sat by her, sje nodded. “Okay, so what y’all need my help with ?”

 “I need you to come with us while we go get her clothes.” I said.

 “Aight let’s go.”

Me and him started to head out the door, Aleah stood there a little hesitant.: “You guys m-maybe we should just wait.”

 “No come on we need to get yo sh*t now.” I said.

Jacquees walked over and wrapped his arm around her shoulder. “Don’t worry nothing gonna happen we gonna be in and out and have you back here safely.”

She nodded then we all left to my dad’s house. When we got there we didn’t see my dad’s car so we hurried up and ran in. Me and Aleah started to bag up her clothes and Jacquees stayed on the lookout in case my dad came.

Jacquees’ POV

Of course I’m the one she calls for help and not her dude. I bet she did call him though and he just ignored her as usual. That type of sh*t pisses me off.

I was looking out the window in case they dad came but then I had to use the bathroom. They should cool for like 3 minutes ain’t like sh*t gonna pope off. So I went to use it and as I was washing my hands I heard someone screaming my name. I ran to the back to see Aleah laying on the ground and their dad towering over Naveah.

I pushed him off of her and helped her up then I felt myself being slammed to the ground. After going at it for a while I managed to get him down long enough for them to run all of her clothes to the car then we left.

Once we got to the house both of them were just a bit shaken up, I managed to get them calm but I had to take Nevaeh outside for some air. So as of now we were both sitting on the front porch.

 “Thanks again for helping.” She looking up at me

 “It was nothing.” For a second we just sat there in silence, I kind of got a little irritated for some  reason. A good question was kind of running through my mind. “So why did you call me though, why ain’t you call yo n*gga ?”

 “…. I tried he just told me to f*ck off.”

See I knew it right there, his a** ain’t never there when she in need. Then I just have to come swoop in like captain save a h*e. I don’t mind cause I’d do anything for her but I ain’t no one’s back up plan.

“So wat I’m just yo back up plan or something, the one you call as you last resort ?”

 “What, no of course not.”’

“It seems lately that’s all I am now. Y’all get into a fight you come crying to me. He call you out yo name you come crying to me. You see him flirting or some sh*t then the next thing I know it’s 1 am and you in my doorway crying.”

Sh looked down at her fingers as she began to fiddle with them.  “I’m sorry it’s just you’ve always been there for me, you like my protector.” She mumbled.

I sighed.  “How can I protect you when you keep running back to the same sh*t, it’s really getting old. You deserve better you need a man not no little a** boy.”

 “I got a man.”

 “Could’ve fooled me.”

 “Why you always got to talk down about him ?”

“Why you always putting up with his sh*t ?”

 “that’s none of your business.”

“It is my business if I’m the one you run  to and cry about that sh*t. It’s seems to be some of the only time we even have together now.”

 “I don’t always come crying to you.”

“Yeah you do.”

From the look on her face I could tell she was beginning to catch an attitude, something she does everyt ime I try to tell her the truth about things. “You know wat f*ck it I ain’t got time for this. If I wanted to hear someone bickering I would call Elijah.”

 “And that’s the point why be with a n*gga if that’s all he does do you wrong and sh*t.”

 “Just shut up about it.”

 “Okay fine then, just don’t have me as the one you keep running to then. You don’t want me to say sh*t bout it then don’t keep involving me.”

I got off the porch and walked to my car not even bothering to look back, she can just keep making her own mistakes if she wants. I’m too tired of trying and remaining in the sidelines.