what about us|aaliyah

four

aaliyah

aug 21st, 1994

i was sprawled out on my bed, wrapped up in my covers. no matter how hot it is, i have to sleep with a blanket on.

i slightly opened my eyes and looked at my clock. 3:45 am...i couldn't sleep, i kept tossing and turning all night.

i got out of my bed, rubbing my eyes & headed out of my room. my throat was hella dry for some reason.

i slowly walked down the stairs & walked in the kitchen. i opened the fridge and grabbed a water bottle, just as i was opening it i heard a voice from behind me.

"what you doing up?" i jumped at the voice and spilled my water on myself and the floor.

i turned around and i seen it was my mother, who was wrapped up in her light blue robe.

"i-i was thirsty." i said to her and she eyed me.

"hmph, clean that mess up before you go up them stairs." she said to me as she leaned against the wall.

i quickly grabbed the paper towels & began to clean up my mess. just being around my mother made me sick to my stomach. had me acting nervous and shit, that's how uncomfortable i am around her.

i tried to unwrap more paper towel, but it kept falling out of my hands. i heard her scoff and she snatched them from me.

"can't even do this right." she mumbled

i stood up and began to head to the stairs. i watched her as she cleaned the spilled water up from the floor & my heart sank to my stomach, because i can tell she doesn't love me.

i ran back up the stairs, closed my room door and laid there for the rest of the night crying.

the next morning, i got up earlier considering the fact that i hadn't slept at all.

i was sitting in my room, tying an bandanna around my head when allen burst in.

"get u- oh you up already." he said as he walked behind me and watched my do my hair.

"yeah, i didn't sleep lastnight." i mumbled

"why are your eyes puff-" he began "what she do?" he asked me

"acting like a bitch to me, nothing new." i said to him, grabbing my shades.

"you know she-"

"she loves me blah blah blah. she doesn't fucking show it..i don't even care anymore." i said lowly as i stood up.

"stop all that cursing little girl." he joked as he mushed me.

i ducked and smirked at him. i don't know how i'm going to survive when he leaves for college.

i grabbed my back pack and we both ran down the stairs. he put me in a headlock and i began to laugh.