Daddy Issues/Aaliyah's Bed

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He looked how she imagined Tony would look when he's 40 but with a lil goatee, darker skin tone, more hair, and a mole by his lip. He told them about his lil fairytale life and family and how he wanted the same for Aaliyah and Tony but she thought how? They still lived in the fuckin hood and he lived and god damn Beverly Hills or some shit and here he was acting like they needed a superhero. Nigga we needed a dad. Aaliyah thought.

Tony spoke again but this time louder snapping Aaliyah out of her thoughts.

"Man just take ya Aaliyah replacement and get the fuck outta here."
His remark made her heart sink a little.

"Watch ya mouth." Maya and their father said at the same time.

The girl rolled her eyes and continued to stroll through her phone. That's all she was doing the whole time they were there and it was starting to irritate Aaliyah.

"Why is she even here?" Aaliyah sneered. The room was silent as everyone shifted their attention to her. It was the first time she spoke up during the whole conversation.

The girl froze up and looked at her father for guidance, that made Aaliyah even more mad.

"Yeah take YOUR dad and get outta here BITCH! ASK FOR HIS HELP!"

Before she knew it she was getting pinned down to the couch, she hadn't realized she walked up to the girl to yell in her face.

"Damn bitch crazy like her mama." She heard her father mumble.

Her own dad, the one that she never met, never cared for insulting her. A tear rolled down her face as she laid frozen on the couch as everyone else began to argue.

Then it was just over. Aaliyah laid up in her room with door locked, Tony had sped off somewhere, and their mom went to wherever she ran off to.

It poured and thundered outside as Aaliyah decided to scribble down poems in her notebook. The doorbell rang.

Who the fuck over here with no key while it's raining outside?

She opened the door to see a drenched Justin.

"What do you-" Before she could finish he was shoving past her to take his shoes off.

"Excuse me Muthafucka." She closed the door and turned to him.

"Where the fuck is Tony? His action been blowing me up all day? I got drops to make on my own. I didn't plan to pull an all nighter." He threw his jacket on the rack.

Aaliyah ignored him and continued to her room.

"AY I'm talking to you!" He followed her inside.

"Justin, if I muthatfuckin knew I would've told your goof ass."
"Ay dawg watch your fuckin mouth, I don't know what the hell wrong wit you but you need to chill."
"SHUT THE FUCK UP AND GET OUTTA MY HOUSE THEN!" She popped up from her bed pushing him out."

"Aaliyah, Aaliyah." He called her name over and over until she stopped pushing him until she fell into his arms on the floor.

The thundered roared, making her jump a little.

"Why doesn't anyone want me j?" She mumbled.

Her face rested on his chest as she tried to hold back the tears.

"What?"

"Nothing." She stayed still so he wouldn't see her face.

Justin slowly lifted them up and picked Aaliyah up wedding style. He proceeded to lay her out on her bed.

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