I was sleeping on the couch until Aliyah woke me up on the couch and asked me if I was hungry.
"No, not really." I groaned.
"Come on. You haven't eaten in forever." She scowled. "I bet it's Trevor-"
Trevor came racing down the stairs. "Why is my name in yo mouth?!"
"Nigga you ain't gon do shit but whine." She bucked at him. "What? You gon hit me too? That's what pussies do!"
I gave her a signal to stop but she ignored me and I pinched the bridge of my nose.
"Oh really?" He shoved his hands in the pockets of his hoodie and rocked back and forth on his feet.
"Yes! You not gon put yo hands on no body in this house!" Aliyah yelled
"Mhm." He said
"You're gonna kill her doing what you're doing to her!" She pushed him. "Have you seen the scars you've put on her body!?"
"She's fine." He scoffed
She slapped Trevor hard as she could. "You ain't got no respect!" She said between clenched teeth.
His face turned red and he clenched his fist.
"Hit me and see where that's gonna get you!" She slammed her hand in the arm of the couch making me jump. "You ain't shit!!"
"Aliyah it's ok." I said with my jaw hanging open. I was flabbergasted by her bravery.
Trevor cocked his fist back about to hit Aliyah until the front door busted open.
I thought it was a dream.
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No. 99 (Joey Bada$$)
FanfictionPower and violence are opposites; where the one rules absolutely, the other is absent. Violence appears where power is in jeopardy, but left to its own course it ends in power's disappearance ...
