Damaged Love (Forbidden Love Sequel)

Chapter 3:

KIYAH IN MEDIA^^^^^

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Two Weeks Later....
Kiyah's P.O.V.

I just left Fiji's doctors office to pick up the file that contains the gender of her and Tori's child. I already knew the gender, but I had to pick up the ultrasound because I'm sure both Tori and Fiji would want to see it. I am now on my way to the cake shop, to pick up the cake and cupcakes. Since the party is tomorrow, I had to make sure all shit was straight and ready, so after I picked up the cake, I went to the venue we were holding the party at to set the rest of everything up. I finished placing all the decorations where they belonged, and let out a breath of relief. I had been putting a lot of this effort into the party, since this is the first time the entire family would be together in two years. No one has held a family gathering since Omi was injured because shit wouldn't feel right, and my dad's wouldn't be able to face everyone knowing "What they did"......

I know exactly what happened that night, but I don't blame my father's, Tori, or Fiji for it...I actually blame myself, because I knew exactly what she was doing when she ran down them stairs, and I could've stopped her...but I didn't. That moment plays in my head on repeat at times, and it honestly scares the hell outta bitch ....

Flashback....

BigBlu, Q, Tori, Fiji, and Quan ran out of the room they were in as soon as shots began to ring off. Constant shots continued to fly, and Naomi and Kiyah along with their mothers Aubrey and Jessica ducked clutching onto their guns tightly. This was nothing new for any of them. Jessica and Aubrey had been dealing with shit like this ever since they've been dealing with their husbands. BigBlu and Q tried their best to keep Kiyah and Naomi away from this shit, but it's truly inevitable because of the status in the streets. Everyone in that room knew how to handle themselves though.

"Mom" Naomi whispered .

Jessica her mom looked over at her and raised an eyebrow, telling Omi to speak.

"I-I-I know...I might sound stupid but momma I gotta' do sumn".

Her mom gave her a look "What are you talking about Naomi?".

Me and her then locked eyes, and I began to rapidly shake my head knowing exactly what she was speaking of "Naomi listen to me...you are still young don't be stupid-".

She cut me off "I think I might love him Kiyah".

I blankly stared at her "See, you're acting stupid Naomi. How do you love a man you met five months ago???".

She began to stammer over her words "I-I don't know Kiayh. I don't think I'm in love with him exactly, but hi-his vibe, the connection we have. It-It's just something about him getting hurt and possibly dying due to my fathers...and I-I cannot handle it. It makes me feel like straight shit-an-and I-" she cut herself off before looking at us all, and running out.

"Naomi!" We all yelled out but it was too late....

Flashback Ends....

I snapped myself back into reality and began to wipe the tears I didn't even know had fallen. I quickly grabbed my purse and exited the venue. Once I got situated in my car I hooked up my aux cord, and turned on my playlist. I began my drive home, and on my way there I realized my growling stomach. Sighing, I turned into the first restaurant I saw that sounded good, which was Buffalo Wild Wings. I parked, making sure to grab my phone and purse. It was packed because I guess the Giants were playing tonight, and it was a good game. I could care less about football honestly, so shit really meant nothing to me. When I walked in I had to wait in a line, but shit foreal ain't bother me, it's not like I had anywhere to be at the moment. Once I finally got to the counter there stood a young guy. He couldn't be over 17. The boy licked over his bottom lip, and I chuckled.