This chapter is from Rocky's (Rakim's) Point Of View (POV)
I went back to the hotel and recorded a song after Aunty Alex woke up.
"Morning, Rakim." She said as she shuffled in the covers.
"Good morning, Aunty. I bought you some Starbucks." I said as I pointed to the desk were the coffee was.
"Thank you hun." She sat up. "How's it goin'? We-you ain't been here in a minute."
"I know, five years felt like my whole life." We both looked out the window overlooking downtown. I frowned.
"Oh, Rocky!" She cooed as she held her arms out for a hug. I sniffed and hugged her. "I know its stressful."
"It's not even that. I just wanna know what happened, why did everything go to hell?" I wiped a tear away quickly.
We rocked back and forth. Her hug almost like ma's embrace.
"It's ok to cry, Rakim."
"It's not ok, I need to be strong for all of us!" I felt a lump in my throat. "This shit ain't hurting me one bit."
She shook her head. "It's okay, sweetie. I know this is hurting you and your sister more than anything. I understand you're the oldest but you have feelings too, Rocky. You have strong feelings, no matter if you're happy, sad or angry. It shows and I we can see it, at least I can."
I nodded my head as a tear fell from my eye. "You're right. Can I call, Leslie?"
"Ok course!" She let go of me and I dialed her number.
Me: Hello?
Aliyah: HEY ROCKYYYYYYYYYYYYY!
Me: Sup mama, how y'all livin'?
Aliyah: Oh mah gawd, heehh I'm mama! *Heavy breathing*
Me: Uh ok whatever. So where my sis at?
Aliyah: She with Jo- she outside on the fire escape.
Me: Can you give her, her phone?
Aliyah: Yeah
Leslie *In the background*: Give me my fuckin' phone Aliyah! I'm not playing with chu!
Aunty: AYE WHO DAT CUSSIN!?
Me: Thanks baby girl.
Aliyah: HUEHUEHUEHUE
Leslie: Hey Rocky!
Me: HEY MAMA! How you livin'!?
Leslie: Good. Aliyah was being weird.
Me: *Chuckle* She funny. Anyway, I just wanted to call to check up on you. Do you need anything?
Leslie: Aw and before you leave Charlotte on Wednesday can you bring some Midwood.
Me: What did I tell you about that place!? Watch, them sweet potato fries gonna put yo ass in the grave.
Leslie: Pleaseeeeeeeeeeeeeee
Me: I got chu mama.
Aunty: GIVE ME THE PHONE *Snatches phone out of my hand*
Leslie: Hey Aun-
Aunty: You think you grown!??!
Leslie: What-
Aunty: DO YOU! THINK YOU! GROWN!?
Leslie: No ma'am...
Aunty: Ok then, watch yo mouth. Rakim get the phone.
Me: *takes the phone back* Don't mind Aunty, she just buggin'.
Leslie: mm
Aunty: I aint buggin'! I'm tryna let you know-
Me: Well anyway, bye lil baby.
Leslie: Bye nig- boy.
End of Rakim's POV
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