Love in New York [Under Construction].

XXXIX.

Adam's POV

Next Day

December 14

I took another drag of my cigarette. 

"All I want to know is, what the hell Tajo is doing coming up to Aaliyah?" "Look, cuz, you just need to do is watch your back. They're not going to mess with Aaliyah" Rico answered from the couch. I was still uneasy about the whole situation. The door opened, and Choochi walked in. Her hair was done past her shoulders. 

Without saying a word, she walked back to the bedroom. Rico, as usual, ignored her.

"You need to stay low-profile. I'll take care of the rest." I wasn't ready to go through with anymore of this gang-violence. I was getting in too deep, and I was done. "I know Aaliyah doesn't trust me still, but I'm going to make it up to her."

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My POV

"So what are you getting for Orlando?" I asked, looking at some of the designer purses. "I don't know." She kept looking down at her engagement ring. "Christmas is in a couple of weeks, and I still don't know what to get.." She still didn't take her eyes off her hand. I put a hand on my hip. "Can you take your eyes off your ring for a second?" "I'm sorry, but Aaliyah, I'm engaged!" she squealed. I gave a gentle smile. I was happy for her.

"Come on, let's go look at some watches" I suggested.

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A Week Later

December 19

I was deep in thought, designing some clothes, when I heard the door open and shut. Adam walked into the kitchen. "What's all this?" he asked, looking around. "I have to design some clothes for the play the Institute is having." Going back into the kitchen, I lost my footing, and grabbed onto the counter to prevent from falling. I quickly felt Adam's hands on me. "You need to sit down, right now." I stood up straight. "Adam, I have to finish this-" He gave me a stern, but sensitive look. "Aaliyah, you need to sit down before you harm the babies and yourself. Let me help you, whatever you need, I'll get it." "Fine." I went over to the couch, and sat down with my notepad.

Immediately, I began to ask for item after item. Surprisingly, I made some progress, and was finished in around two hours. I laid on the couch, and watched tv. 

"I'mma go pick up some stuff from the store." Just then my phone rang, my mom's name on the screen. "Hello?" "Aaliyah, I got some bad news." "What is it?" "I won't be able to make it for Christmas, your Uncle Tubby's cancer has come back and I'll be here taking care of him." I frowned. "Well that sucks.." "I'm so sorry sweetie. I'll try to make it up there soon." "Alright.." "Talk to you later.." Adam stretched out on the couch. "Who was that?" I put my phone in my lap. "My mom, she won't be able to make it for Christmas..." "Why? What came up?" "My uncle's cancer came back, and she had to take care of him." He rubbed my leg. 

"Well, we'll just have our own little Christmas."