Love in New York [Under Construction].

XX.

One Week Later

August 13

I woke up from my peaceful sleep, to find myself still in Adam's bed. I must've fell asleep here last night. Adam walked into the bedroom. "Hey sleepy-head." He was still dressed in his janitor's uniform. I closed my eyes partially. "Are you just getting back from work?" "Yup, and from the rehab center, I went over there to see my mom today. Any reason why you're still in my bed at three in the evening?" he chuckled. I yawned and snuggled closer into the sheets. 

"Your bed feels good." I felt the bed dip beside me as he sat down. From the other room, I could hear Priscilla in the other room. When did she get here? Adam leaned down and placed kisses on my neck. "Adam stop," I moaned, "there are people in the other room." He climbed over me, straddling my waist. "They. Can't. Hear. Us" he said, in between kisses. "Really, I just woke up" I laughed. "I'm a hard working man, when I  come home I want to have sexo con mi hermosa novia (sex with my beautiful girlfriend). Is that so wrong?" "Adam get off of her!" Priscilla yelled. She punched him until he got off of me. "Okay, okay, I'm off of her" Adam laughed. Priscilla still looked upset. "Priscilla, Adam wasn't hurting me." She looked at him then back at me. "He wasn't?" I shook my head.

"Then was does it hurt when Mr. Hughes does it to me?"

It only took 0.1 seconds before we realized.

I gasped. "P-Priscilla? What are you talking about?" he worried. She shook her head, "It's nothing." I sat there, too shocked to say anything. My hands still over my mouth from when I had gasped. "Priscilla, this is serious." She burst out crying. I became sick, How could anyone do that to a child?' I wanted to throw up, but instead a single tear fell from my eye. Adam got up, and put his shoes back on. I knew there was something off about him. 

"Come on" Adam said, reaching for her hand. She moved away from him. Her arms clamped tightly around my waist. "Priscilla! Vamos! (Let's go!)" "No!" Aunt Sofía walked into the room. "¿Qué hay con todo este ruido? (What's with all this noise?)" "Adam is mad at me!" she cried, a death grip still on me. "That bastard of a foster dad is molesting her!" he boomed. Aunt Sofía's face was a mixture of anger and sadness. "Priscilla, baby come with me." Priscilla hesitantly walked over to her. Adam went and grabbed a jacket. I stood up before he had the chance to storm out. My hand grasped his arm. "I need you to calm down, and take deep breaths" I started. "Let me go." "Not until you calm down." "Aaliyah, get the hell out of my way." "Adam Adonías Rodriguez. Calm. Down" I replied, sternly. He took shaky breathes as I rubbed his arm. "Please, don't do anything you'll regret." He forced himself to calm down some. 

"I'll see you in a little bit" he said. I kissed his cheek, and he headed out.

I went into the living room and unplugged my phone from the wall. It rang suddenly. "Hello?" I answered. "Aaliyah! Girly! What's up with you?" I cringed at Lyra's yelling. "Nothing, I'm at Adam's apartment." I went into his fridge and grabbed a Go-gurt. He always kept this in his fridge because he knew how much I loved them, just like I kept hot-pockets in my fridge for when he came over. 

Valentina was sleep on the couch. Santiago and Luis were no where in sight. "You have to come with me tonight because you promised that we would be go out once I got back from Mali." She must be a heavy sleeper to sleep through all of that yelling. I slipped on my Toms. "Where are you going?" I questioned, eating the blueberry Go-gurt. "I don't know yet, probably. Just put on something sexy and get Adam-" "Adam won't be able to come tonight."

I walked out of Adam's apartment and closed the door behind me. "What? Why not? I wanted to double date" she whined. "I'll tell you tonight." She huffed. "Fine, I'll see you around seven." I hung up and put my phone in my jeans pocket. I looked down at my Facebook notifications as I walked, not paying attention to where I was going. I bumped into someone's chest and fell backwards onto my ass.

"Owww" I whined. "Are you alright?" the man asked. I nodded. "Sorry, I should've been paying attention." "It's fine." I looked up to see Santiago and Luis. Luis outreached his hand. "Thanks" I said as I took his hand. "Adam, Priscilla and your Aunt had to leave." "For'real, where to?" Santiago quizzed. Santiago had to be the most ghetto Mexican person I've ever met. "It's really complicated." "Well I have time" Luis stated. An idea came into my head. "If you guys don't have anything to do tonight, maybe you could come with me and my friend, Lyra?" I suggested. "That'll be great, what time?" he asked. "Seven." "Okay, I guess we'll see you around seven" Luis grinned.