Aaliyah's POV...
The ride there was just the both of us taking turns singing, well me wailing, as Rocco calls it. This boy thinks he's funny, huh? After driving around the car park looking for a parking space we went inside to order. Me and Rocco were just joking around for some while in the big ass queue filled with high schoolers.
After like a year of waiting we finally got our food and went back into the car as all the seats inside were filled inside. I was chewing on my fires and caught Roc (yeah I gave him a little nick name) staring at me.
"what?" I asked him with an attitude, jokingly, of course.
"Nothing, you have something here" he said while pointing to his own cheek bone.
I looked into the rearview mirror and saw a little bruise. Oh damn, Erik must've gave me that last night. Think of something fast.
" I...Um....accidently banged it on the bathroom door this morning" He raised his somewhat, bushy eyebrows up at me. I gulped.
He chuckled "You're clumsy as well as a bad singer" Phew, that was close.
"blah blah blah whatever big lips" he pouted while I snuck one of his fries into my mouth
"hey, that's mine" I guess he saw
"I deserve this after what happened earlier on" He blushed, giving this embarrassed look.
We started talking about our selves, our interests etc... He dodged the questions about his past life, for some reason. I respect his privacy though so I let it be.
"Mai, get out the fucking car" I could recognise that voice from anywhere. Erik.
Rocco turned his head watching him open the door, slamming it and going to the other side pulling out the same woman I saw earlier on today. Oh shit, I can't let him see me.
"Roc, let's go. NOW" tears were forming in my eyes. I looked down making sure he didn't see this. He digged into his pockets pulling the keys out and stuffing it into the key hole. We drove off, the car screeched as he turned out into the main roads. As soon as we stopped at the lights, Roc looked over to me, placing his footballer hands on my shoulder.
"What was that back there" he said in this caring tone.
"Nothing, I just um had to get back to school"
"Oh, you should've told me that. I thought it was something else" I was a better liar than I thought.
Rocco's POV....
The rest of the drive back was quiet, but wasn't awkward. I didn't believe that she 'had to get back to school' I know the scene outside her car had something got to do with her but I didn't want to keep bombarding her with questions seeing as she was in such a state already. I parked into the school grounds with someone obviously waiting for me.
"Roccy bew whur were yew?" Aaliyah gave me a weird look and walked off.
"Damn, look what you done now" I said walking after her.
She placed her hand on my chest. She was seriously testing my temper right now. I turned around, throwing her hand off me. I gave her a mean muggishh look and walked off. I need to do something to get rid of her.
"YO watch where you going" I looked up slightly to see the same cholo from this morning. He looked different. Having a bandana tied around his curls as if he was trying to give off a bad boy persona and he was now dressed in all black and grey like two other guys on the left of him. This gave me a few ideas already but I let it off.
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Helpless Soul...
FanfictionAaliyah, a helpless 15 year old fighting for survival in her own house. Craig is all she has left but will someone else come along to save her from misery? Rocco, been through hell and back at just 16 years of age. New apartment, new school, new cit...