Aaliyah | 7
Tears stormed down my face as I stood and observed two men burying my mother. Why ? Thought to myself, I couldn't understand why God had to take her away from me.
Her death wasn't a surprise my mother, Cathryn, and I always knew this day would come. She had breast cancer and she never cared to get access to a mammogram or do anything to help her health. Sometimes I feel like she wanted to die and leave here. I couldn't determine how to feel about this situation right now, its not easy letting someone you truly love go, especially when that person's your mother.
" It's time to go home now baby girl." The husky voice of my uncle, Marcus, spoke. His hands then found themselves laying gently on my left shoulder.
" Okay." I muttered as I copied his footsteps towards his 2013 audi a6 black car.
When we got into the car uncle Marcus just sat there staring at me. I could tell he felt sorry for, as much as he wanted to burst out crying he held his tears in for my sake.
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I pressed my forehead against the passenger-side window and slowly began closing my eyes, letting the dark world pass me by. My eyelids began to flutter but shot right back up once I realized that uncle Marcus was parking the car in the garage.
As soon as the car was parked I immediately got out and jogged into the house; headed towards my bedroom.
I let myself fall face down on my bed and cried my heart out. I hated her for leaving, there were so many questions I wanted to asks her. Like, my father, who was he? Was he a nice man? Has he ever met me?
" It's okay Liyah, I know you're hurting right now. And it's absolutely fine to be upset," Marcus said.
I didn't even hear him enter the room or anything. He sat on the other side of my bed and lightly patted my head.
" Did you know him ?" I asked. Lifting my head up a little.
" Who?" He answers in total confusion.
" My dad. Mom told me a little about him and I don't wanna know half the story I wanna know everything about him. Do you a least know his name?"
A deep sigh escaped his lips. He spent a couple of seconds looking at me before he decided to speak.
" Tupac. His name was Tupac Shakur." he looked down at me and then down at the floor with both hands dug deep into his pockets.
I stared at him in total disbelief. I was wondering if he was joking or something cause if he was I didn't get it. I fake chuckle came out my mouth as I sat up straight and looked at him as if he were a crazy person. " The rapper ? Tupac the rapper is my dad?"
"Yes. He met your mother back in '95 at an old strip club. Ion know how it happened but they just ended hanging around with each other then one day Cathryn told me she was pregnant with you."
" How come no one talked about him? Why wait until now to tell me this?" I asked.
" You were barely one when he died and you only seen him twice since you were born. So, your momma thought it'd be best not to tell you bout him." he finished.
After hearing that I had no words to say. I just had shocked printed on my face; couldn't believe what I'd just heard. Tupac Shakur is my dad. I guess that's where I get my thug-ish
attitude from.
(This was part One for Aaliyah's chapter. Im Niyah V and I'm co-writing this story this AriiLovezSosa)
