Behind Closed Doors • Eazy-E & Aaliyah

Behind Closed Doors [16]

After my date with Stephanie, she asked me to spend the night with her.

"Eric it's late. Do you want to stay over? I would really appreciate your company."

"I don't know baby we just met. We ain't got to that stage yet. I gotta get home anyway," I said.

She pouted.

"Why do you need to go home for?"

I looked at my pager and noticed that Aaliyah has paged the shit out of me.

"I gotta go baby forreal. Call me tomorrow."

"Okay well thanks for the movie," she said

"You're welcome."

I got home and headed straight to the shower. Then I brushed my teeth and went to bed. It was 2:17 in the morning, I need to take my black ass to sleep.

Before I dozed off, Aaliyah came in the room and turned on the light.

"Can you turn the light off please? A nigga is trying to sleep."

"Well maybe you can get some sleep if you would stop staying out late and come home at a decent time! I have been paging the hell out of you Eric. I know you got my messages so don't use that lame ass excuse."

"Don't come up at me with that bullshit. You must like to argue. I told yo stubborn ass that my pager broke."

"So why can't you get another one?" she asked.

"Are you finished? I need to wake up in a few hours."

"No you're going to talk to me. Where is our relationship going Eric? You aren't the same anymore. I shouldn't have to beg for attention from my boyfriend."

"Aaliyah... I ain't in the mood for your shit right now."

"That's exactly what I'm talking about. I can't talk to you about anything anymore. Ever since you started working with Bone Thugs, you just aint been the same. You act like I'm invisible, do you see me? I still exist Eric in case you didn't know."

"Well maybe that's your problem. If you had a job like me, working long hours everyday, then you would understand why I'm so tired.
I barely sleep and I don't have a social life anymore. I would rather be tired than broke. But you wouldn't understand because you're living off my money."

"Okay. There you go with that shit again. Eric I don't need you or your money. I DON'T need to live in your house. Let's not forget that you asked me to move in. I got money so child please, I'm not broke. All I'm saying is I'm piecing shit together. I wasn't born yesterday honey."

"I ain't cheating on you if that's what you thinking," I lied.

"Well if you ain't cheating then why has your attitude and behavior towards me changed? Why do you come in so early in the morning?
You're out running the streets while I'm at home being a faithful girlfriend, taking care of
your house and your kid!"

"I work god dammnit! Long hours in the studio. I got albums to release for my proteges! Hell I'm so busy with their music, I don't have time for my own. And if you think I'm cheating then maybe I should go out and cheat."

"Oh really Eric, it's like that?"

"I mean I might as well get some pussy from someone else since you accusing me," I shrugged.

"That's your problem. All you're used to fucking with is groupie hoes that will spread their legs in any second. You can't handle a classy woman like me. The rest of your baby mamas are broke hoes you fucked on tour. Yeah you sure know how to pick them."

"Let's not forget that you a baby mama too,"
I replied.

"Whatever Eazy just go to bed. I'm tired of arguing about the same damn thing with you."

"Oh I'm Eazy now? And nah you started this shit so let's finish. You got too much time on your hands with your insecure, jealous ass. Always accusing me of fucking around, shit you might be the one that's cheating. By the way, look in the paper and find a job. Hell go be a nurse or a teacher. All you do is lounge around in my crib all day, spend my money on your hair and nails and get fucked by me."

"Eric you better be glad I don't own a gun. And why don't you look in the paper and read about how to be a boyfriend. And yeah I spend your money because I learned that the first rule of money is to never use your own. And as far as me getting fucked by you? You really aint all that so don't flatter yourself."

"Turn off my light and take yo ass to sleep,"
I demanded.

"You turn it off asshole," she said while leaving. "I'm going to sleep on the couch again. I don't want to sleep next to your trifling ass."

After she walked downstairs, I heard her on the phone with someone in the living room.
I walked down there to see who she was talking to and what she's talking about.

"Hey Rashad it's LiLi. Listen, I really need to talk to you and please don't say 'I told you so'," she said.

I interrupted.

"Who are you talking to?" I asked.

"My bro," she replied.

"What are you going to tell him?"

"Just wanted to tell him about having a baby at a young age and about how hard it is."

"Okay so what was that 'I told you so' shit about?"

"Because he and my parents tried to warn me about having a baby so young."

I laughed.

"Damn baby you got a lot to learn about being with a nigga like me. Love is scary, you know that right? I'll be 30 years old in September, don't play me like a fool. I ain't stupid. I know you were going to tell your brother about my ass and my so called cheating."

"No I wasn't Eric now leave me alone and go to sleep."

"Hang up my phone first."

"Eric...go to sleep," she said.

"I said hang up my phone."