My Thug Love

Chapter 41

Aaliyah POV

"How many brothers fell victim to the streets? Rest in peace young nigga there's a heaven for a G. I'd be a lie if I told you that I never thought of death. My niggas we the last ones left." I heard a familiar voice rap out. I sat up out my bed and saw a boy standing at my window looking out. He wore an all white suit. I got up and walked towards him slowly. I touched his shoulder then he turned around. It was Justin.

"Justin." I sighed as I hugged him tightly. He wrapped his arms around me and hugged me.

"When they let you out the hospital?" I said as I pulled away. He just laughed. He reached out and rubbed my stomach.

"Your daughter is gone love you." He said rubbing my stomach. I'm confused now.

"How you know I'm having a girl? I don't even know if I'm pregnant yet." I said. He smirked.

"With that big belly. Trust me. You pregnant." He laughed. I giggled.

"Why you wearing a suit?" I said giggling.

"That's for me to know and you to find out." He laughed.

"I'm sorry we got you shot Justin." I said feeling bad. He just laughed it off. The sun shined through my window onto us. His green eyes twinkled. I never noticed Justin had green eyes. They always looked dark to me. Now he looks more alive. A smile spread across his face.

"I got to go." He said with a huge smile. He walked towards the door. I never saw him so happy. So alive.

"Where you going?" I said. He stopped in his tracks and turned to me.

"Heaven baby girl." He said with that big smile. And with that being said I woke up out my sleep sweating out this world. I looked around and saw the four walls of my bedroom but no Justin. Was I dreaming? I got out of bed and went downstairs. I found everybody sitting in the white room. Mom, Dad, DJ, Victor, James, Meagan, her son, and Pookie with the two casts on his arm. Everybody looked down and depressed.

"What's up." I said holding my stomach. Everybody looked at me. Some looked like they have been crying.

"Are you okay?" My mom asked me. I went and sat on the couch.

"Why are they here?!" I said referring to Meagan and Pookie.

"She is your sister Aaliyah. Deal with it." My daddy snapped. I mugged her as she mugged me.

"Screw this!" I said getting up. DJ pulled me back down.

"Stop acting so selfish!" He snapped. Why is everybody so angry and sad.

"What is wrong with y'all?!" I snapped.

"Aaliyah Justin died." DJ said. It's like my heart dropped. I lost one of my real niggas, my best friend, my brother. This can't be right. I just saw Justin. But then it hit me. It was only a dream. I saw him in my dream. He looked happy at least.

"No this can't be." I said holding my stomach. I felt it again. I ran to the nearest bathroom and threw up. I saw DJ rubbing my back.

"I'm taking you to the doctor." He said. Ugh why it got to be like this?! I'm pregnant, I lost my best friend, Meagan my sister! Mane what more could happen?! I flushed the toilet and brushed my teeth and rinsed my mouth out. I followed DJ back to the white room.

"Ma da I'm going to the doctor. Be back later." I said walking out with DJ. The whole ride was quiet. I looked over at DJ and saw hurt written all over his face. I placed mg hand on his hand. He looked at me then back to the road.

"You know he died right after you left." DJ said. His voice sounding cracked. Damn I really felt bad now. Shit din ever go right. No matter what happens something always happens to me.

"He told me to leave and that he was gone be okay." I said letting a few tears fall.

"Doctors said as soon as a young lady left he started fading away." DJ said.

"Why Ice got Pookie and Meagan in the house?! They the ones that shot him!" I snapped.

"I still ain't figured that shit out! Don't nobody want them there but Aaron!" He snapped.

"Pookie ain't even her son!" I snapped.

"I don't even want to talk about this." DJ said rubbing his head in frustration. We pulled up go the doctor and went in. I signed myself in and sat down beside DJ. I felt him grip my hand. I looked over at him and smiled. He just stared at the girls that had the big round bellies.

"You okay?" I asked him.

"Naw." He admitted.

"You know you can talk to me about anything baby." I said stroking his hand.

"My friend is dead. I've known Justin since our pamper days. We have always been best friends even before James came in the picture. I feel like I'm losing." He said.

"Me and your baby is still here." I said putting his hand on my stomach. He just smiled.

"Aaliyah Davis." The doctor called. It was the same doctor from last time. DJ and I both followed him to the back. We followed him into a room.

"Okay Aaliyah we got our results a little sooner than we expected." He said.

"Hit me." I said.

"You are indeed pregnant. You may have back pain, swollen ankles, even throw up. It is all parts of being pregnant." He said. I still wasn't happy this whole pregnancy thing.

"Thanks." I said walking out. It's like the hall got longer as I walked. I felt a few tears welling up. I can't believe Justin died. Damn.

Victor POV

I stood up off the couch and looked out the window. I just lost a real nigga. My nigga. I felt a hand touch my shoulder. I turned to James.

"Sup." I said trying to wipe the few tears that had fallen.

"I got to get it. You rolling with me?" He said.

"Yea mane." I said.

"Yo Ice we going out. We'll be round here later." James said. Ice just nodded. We walked out to his car in silence. We just sat there for a minute. I looked over at James and saw a few tears rolling down his face. All these years I've known James I have never seen him cry.

"Suck it up big boy. We gone get through this." I said patting his back. He wiped his tears away and we pulled off.

"I don't understand why Pookie and Meagan ain't behind bars right na!" He snapped.

"That's what in saying! Fuck that mother daughter shit! Meagan ass need to be in a nut house!" I snapped. That shit pissed me off too though. They just killed my lil nigga and now they sitting under the same roof as us. Something aint right. I suddenly heard the police behind us. I looked and saw James was riding 90 in a 55 speed zone! Shit!

"Fuck mane!" He said as he pulled over.

"Shit mane hide the weed and shit!" I snapped. We slid it in a crack in his seat. Smart right? The police came over pointing their guns at us.

"Get out the car!" He yelled. We looked at each other then got out. The other cop pinned James face first on the hood if the car and another cop had me pressed against the brick wall.

"What we do?!" James snapped.

"We are taking you in to question you on the murder of Justin King!" He said cuffing James. My cop cuffed me and lead me to his car. Traffic slowed down watching u.

"I ain't kill him!" James yelled. His cop pushed him in the other car. I saw a familiar car slow ride by. It was DJ and Aaliyah. The expression on their face was priceless. Fuck mane! This the second time i'm accused for a murder! Now this time I might not get off that easy.

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