Behind Closed Doors [18]

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-Aaliyah's POV-

I don't know what the hell is going on.
I question me and Eric's relationship every damn day. Why should I have to question our relationship? Ladies if it gets to that point, doesn't it mean that it's time to leave?

I have paged him over and over today, I even called his studio but still no answer. I'm trying to not to break down and cry because
I was taught to never cry and stress over a nigga. Want to know why? Because when you're dead, that nigga is going to bring his new bitch to your funeral. Eric is a nothing ass nigga. He aint worth my tears, my mascara is too expensive.

I called his studio again.

"Hello?" Dresta answered.

"Can I speak to Eric? It's Aaliyah."

-Dresta's POV-

"Aye E it's your girl. She wants to speak to you," I said.

"Not right now man," he replied.

"Hey Aaliyah he's in a meeting right now. I'll tell him to call you back."

"Don't worry about it," she said before hanging up.

-Aaliyah's POV-

I couldn't hold it in. After I hung up the phone I felt tears run down my face. The more I thought about my painful relationship with Eric and all of the shit he said to me, the more I want to hate him.

That's when I came up with the perfect song. This one is for you Eric.

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