ALIYAH POV
so since the last time i saw jacob the plan didnt go so well. what can i say? thots pop up everywhere. tonight we decided to go out and be alone.
andre: where are you going
aliyah: to work
andre: can i go over craig's
aliyah: yes.have samari take you
andre: okay bye love you
aliyah: love you too
with that i leave out with a black high low flowing skirt a white crop that say flower child with a pink flower halo and black and whit high top converse. damn i look like a kid.
i call rostco when i got in the car and fixed my make-up
aliyah:.rostco?
rostco: wassup
aliyah: you slanging
rostco: yeah i am already out here
aliyah: ard im onna way
rostco: ard.
aliyah: bye
when i hang up and i contiued to listen to the radio. thim slick by fabulous blared through the speakers as i road to the corner.
when i got to the corner i parked my car as usual. i walk across the street and over to where martin and rostco was.
martin: tf you wearing
aliyah: (shrugs) clothes
rostco: welp you look good ma (licks lips)
aliyah: shut up (hands
man a roc)
rostco; i went to see chres
aliyah: (shrugs)
martin: how much longer
rostco: 3 years
martin: aliyah you aight
aliyah: yeah... i think im just going to head home
with that i walk off and get into my car. i didnt want to hear that shit. he aint wanna do right and got his shit served up in his face.
ARNDRE POV
when i get to craig house i greet his mother and walk upstairs to his room.
craig: hey
andre: wassup
craig: i got in trouble and its all your fault. you shouldnt have bought the gun to school.
andre: (stands up) and i aint tell ypur ass to play wit it
craig: (stands up) i am going to school over sea cause of you
andre: you never want to stand up for yo own actions
with that we were both furious and hot. craig pushed my to the ground. oh hell no. i get up and put him down and began punching him in the face. the fuck wrong with him?!
im down with his.bull i dont need him. i wosh death upon him as i run down the stairs and out the door. i just need to clear my head.
ALIYAH POV
when arrive at the strip club i but on my lingere and make-up.
mr.d: aliyah can i talk to you for a sec
aliyah: sure
everyone guves me a look when i walked by that says your getting fired
aww shit. i forgit to take off of work yesterday. oh well i make good money with the bar and selling. fuck this job
mr.d: aliyah i am sorry but i- (gco)
aliyah: i quit
mr.d: WHAT NO I WAS JUST GOING TO FIRE YOU!!!
aliyah: (puts up middle finger) astlavista.BITCH
i walk out like a boss bitch and put all my make-up in a box and my decor around my mirror. fuck this job. fuck everyone. i am going to keep doing me. i am going to be bad i want to be bad i am going to be the top dog. i am goimg to beat everyone in the game.
cause i run the murder business. i run the streets. i am not that church girl anymore. and i dont wanna be. i want to be my own person. i want to betge bitch that can pull off any thing ajd look good while doing it. i dont want to take anyones shit no more i am my own person.
i speed out the parking lot listening to i cant trust myself by shy glizzy.
' they say them broke boys do anything for some wealth nigga
shoot by yourself you dont need no help i cant trust myself i cant trust myself so fucck i look like trusting anybody else'
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Fanfictionwassup my name is aliyah and I am cali living. I have a six year old son named andre. my boyfriend roc is in jail for some asult charges. I ran away from home at 17 to live with roc when I was pregnant and at 18 I had andre. I live with my girlfrien...