Aaliyah's POV
I woke up sweaty and afraid. I had a horrible dream that I had been kidnapped and almost raped. I quickly realized that it wasn't a dream when I realized i was in a unfamiliar bed.
I got up and walked out into the hallway & wondered around until I found the front room and saw the big guy sitting on the sofa on his phone.
"I have to handle a few things then I will meet you at the trap." I heard him say before he looked up and saw me. He told the person he was on the phone with bye and told me to take a seat next to him.
"Are you going to tell me what's going on now?" I asked angrily
"First let me introduce my self I'm black. I was a friend of Malik's before he died and now that he's dead I'm trying to handle some business for him." he replied
I didn't believe anything this man was saying truthfully.
"If y'all were friends then how come Malik never introduced us to each other?" I asked
"Because he didn't want you getting involved in his mess."
"What kind of mess? What the hell are you talking about and if he didn't want me involved then what am I doing here ?"
"I need your help finding the money he kept in hiding."
"What money ?! I don't know anything about hidden money. "
"I know that's why I brought you here so that we can talk about it."
"How I'm gone talk about something I don't know about?" I asked with an attitude
"If you would shut the fuck up and let me talk then you would now." he said in a pissed off tone
I just sat there keeping my mouth closed because if I haven't learned anything else from Malik I learned to never push a man that you know can beat your ass.
*FLASHBACK*
"I swear Aaliyah if you raise your voice at me one more time you're gonna regret it !" Malik said to me through gritted teeth
"Nigga please you ain't gone do- " before I could finish Malik had my back slammed against the wall with my hands held over my head.
I struggled to get loose and when I did I slapped him as hard as I could. He slapped me back sending me flying into the corner of the room. I set there in shock.
"How could you slap ?" I asked while whimpering, tears flowing down my face
"Don't ever put your hands on a man that you know could easily beat your ass." he said to me before leaving our apartment slamming the door behind him
I sat there for awhile then got up to take a shower. I stayed in there until I felt clean then I lotioned up and put on one of Malik's shirts.
Climbing into the cold lonely bed I wondered where Malik was and what he was doing.
Malik's POV
"I can't believe I slapped her but shit you don't put your hands on me unless you want to get hurt and that goes for niggas as well as bitches, but liyah ain't even a bitch like yeah she get on my nerves sometimes and she push a nigga buttons but I know at the end of the day she will always be here for me." I stressed to my homeboy at the trap house
"Man I know exactly what you need come with me to this strip club my man black own. Ill hook you up with this lil hoe that work there."
"Alright man. "
*FLASHBACK OVER*
Unknown POV
I listened in on Aaliyah and blacks conversation, Making sure to right down any valuable information. I've been waiting for the right time to stop blacks little plan but I see it's going to take time.
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Roman pour AdolescentsAaliyah is trying to move on after the death of her best friend but secrets from his drug dealing past come out and she's forced to get to the bottom of things. Will she be able to cope with his death and deal with his secret ? Read to find out.
