Chapter 18-Rocky

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Chapter 18-Rocky

Makiela

Zayn enters our bed room, I look at the clock and the time was 12:30am, he kicks off his shoes along with taking off his hoodie.

"Hey." He greets me.

"I have to ask you some thing." I rise up and stand beside him as he goes into the drawer and store a stack of money in there.

"Wassup?"

"Did you put a hit out on Jay?" I ask.

He knits his eyebrows together as he turns to me, holding a demented facial expression. "Where'd you here that?"

"Your hit man left a message." I fold my arms and stare at him as he avoids looking at me. "Did you put hit out on him? Tell the truth."

"Yeah....why you care?" He lifts up his shoulders with his eyebrows still furrowed.

"I care because that's the father of my child and I also care because you don't need to mixed in any trouble." I explain.

"Well I found out that yo' baby daddy killed Lil Mikey and the surveillance video showed that he robbed me out of those grands." He tells me.

"Okay Zay, I understand all of that but instead of killing him why don't you go to the police."

He looks at me as if I said something so ridiculous. "Okay so ima go to the police and tell them that I found my cousin dead in my trap...that I hold illegal drugs and weapons in, Jay can snitch on that and I'll be back in prison...some shit you just don't tell the cops ma."

"Zayn....you need to call off that hit. It's senseless just to do go on and do that."

"So what? You still in love with that nigga or something? Bri don't need him...you don't need him...so why you trippin?"

I screw up my eyes and cock my head to the side, why would he even form up his mouth to say something like that. "I'm trippin' Zayn?" I asked pointing at my chest.

"Yeah you tripping."

"No nigga your trippin, that's a life....that's what's wrong with niggas these days they think they can just take a human being out of this earth cause they feel like it, but repercussions come with the shit. You can't kill him, one day he'll come to his senses when it comes to Bri....you shouldn't be thinking about taking a life anyway!" I scream at him.

"He killed my cousin, I don't know where you from but in South Central you don't kill a nigga family and get away with it, yo' ass dying too if that's the case."

I step closer to him and put my finger in his face. "I don't know where you from, but where I'm from we play things smart. You'll be better off setting him up....do something that's gonna get him in the pin for a few years....but don't kill him because all that crime falls back on you."

"Nah he'll be better off dead." He says ignoring my idea all together.

"You are so fucking so stupid." I start walking away.

"What?" He pulls my arm.

"I said your stupid."

"Well that nigga is already gonna be dead by tomorrow night, so I don't care what you say." He shrugs.

I then start to think he has an evil streak or something. "Zayn you have to think rationally about this..don't go with the first thought that comes to your head because then it would result into being a bad outcome...like the same thing that happen when you went to jail --" I cut my self off, because the last thing I wanted to do was offend him and I know he hates his pass.

"What same thing that happen?" He asked with his face scrunched up.

"Nothing Zayn." I look down at the ground, and shamed myself for even bringing it up.

"No tell me what you were gonna say, I wanna hear it." He comes closer to me backing me into the wall.

"Zayn you just have to think things through before you do just any thing, cause horrible things can end up happening....like when you murdered your -- your step dad you ended up killing your sister too, because you wasn't-- I feel like you weren't thinking rationally.....y-you kind of just went for it and you got two bad results in return."

His face tranforms into a strong mug and he cups my face tightening his grip on my jaws, it hurt so bad but I just stood there and looked into his eyes. "You saying it's my fault?! Huh?! Is that what you saying?!"

I push him off of me and raise my hands up slighty. "Calm down."

He pins me down on the wall, and I can see what I said causing his temper to get heated. "You see you just like everybody else judging me!"

"I'm not judg--"

He cups my face once again, and I can fell my mouth swelling up from the touch.

"No you judging me like the rest of those motherfuckers!"

Right then and there, I pushed him off of me and begin throwing blows. "I don't give a fuck about what your going through, you ain't gon put your hands on me!"

"Move!" I push him off of me, I lean on the dresser and rub my face that was sore along with throbbing.

"Baby I'm sorr--"

"Just leave me alone....just go back to the club or something...go away." I say on the verge of tears.

Our door then flies open and Tysis walks in with a butcher knife in her hand. "Are you okay Makiela?!" She says while eyeballing Zayn.

"I'm okay Ty..."

Zayn puts on his shoes and slightly pushes me out of his way as he grabs something out of the dresser. He kisses my cheek and walk pass Tysis,exiting the room.

I lean back on the wall and cover my face as tears begin to fall in the palm of my hands. I hear Tysis setting the knife down then she gently rubs my arm.

"Did he put his hands on you Kiela, you can tell me."

"I'm fine Ty, it wasn't that serious. It was just our first argument, I never seen him angry before so I was kind of scared."

Diamond

I sit on the couch and do my homework as Mariah Carey Baby Doll plays from my phone, I hear a knock at my door, so I rise up and look through the peep hole, to see Zayn standing in the hall.

I quickly open the door and smile at him, "Wassup, what you doing here so late?" I asked.

"Just comin through to check on you and give you some thing." He says as he walks in, I close the door and hold a wide a grin on my face.

"That's sweet." I say as I sit next to him on the couch, he pulls out a bundle of cash and looks at me.

"What do you need for this week?"

"I need my phone bill paid." I tell him.

He nods and take out a few hundreds then places it on the table. "How has school and work been going?"

"It's been fine, I get my check soon and I got an A+ in math." I cheese.

He turns to me and smirks. "For real champ?"

"Yep...you wanna see my report card?"

"Yeah." He licks his lips, I stand up and walk over to my book bag and pull it out, then I position myself back on the couch, I hand it to him and he scans it.

"Wow.... you did good. Just get that C- in Chemistry up." He tells and gives it back to me.

I look at his face, noticing that it was slightly lumped. "Did you get in a fight?" I question in a worried tone.

"Nah." He says as he sulks in his seat and goes into his pocket, he retrieves a small bag of weed, I couldn't help but notice the small white rocks in it, it was a great amount mixed in the marajuana.

He grabs my rellos that are on the table and open them without my permission, and we stay in silence as he sprinkles the weed into the rello.

"What's that white stuff in it? Who gave this to you?"

"Don't worry about it." He demands.  "And it's not laced that's just how the weed looks, I see you looking, I shouldn't smoke her but I need to before I go to back home."

I lift up my shoulders, and go to the rest room. After a few minutes I come out, drying my hands off. Zayn smiles at me in a goofy way as he puffs his blunt.

"What?" I asked.

"I heard you in there....you can sing." He licks his lips, he heard me singing At Your Best By Aaliyah.

"I can not sing." I front, then go into the mini fridge and grab a Capri Sun. I sit next to Jim and grab my phone  to see if I have any text messages.

"Sing for me." He says while staring at me.

"No." I smile, I could feel myself getting nervous for some reason him being here was a dream come true, because I love me some Zayn he is so fine and he's so nice to me  but this was over whelming at as well.

"Please, Diamond you gotta pretty voice. Let me hear it."

"Okay don't laugh." I touch his hand.

"I won't." He shakes his head.

I close my eyes and begin to sing the gospel melody my mother use to sing me. "ohhhhhhhhhhhhh, ohhhhhhhh
ooohhhh no more, cloudy day. the storm is
over now. no more, cryin at night, the storm is over now.  no oo ooo more! sickness in my body
the storm is over now."

I open my eyes to see tears developing in his eyes. "You gon' make a g cry girl.....damn that gave me chills, I'm not playin no games. And you wanted to work in my club, when you have the voice of Whitney Houston?"

"Stop lying to me." I give him a stale expression.

"I'm not lying to you, you got something special. That voice can get you somewhere, but you gotta keep your head in the game and outta the gutter. You sixteen, you have all the time in the world to party, and fuck you know. But focus on getting everything straight."

"And I have, I haven't been messing with any boys....and I haven't went to any parties. I even keep the place clean now."  I motion my finger around the room.

"I see it, just keep it up and stay in the mindset your in. What happen to your peanuts?" He ask.

"Peanuts?" I asked confused.

"My bad, I mean parents. Ya folks." He chuckles.

"My mom got incarcerated for robbery, and my father......I don't know much about him. My mom got locked up when I was nine, so I stayed with my granny....and her husband was touching me so I told my teacher at school  and CPS  got involved and I ended up getting put into foster care...and the foster family I had was just abusive....So I ran away and stayed at a girls home...but I left there cause all the girls raped me cause they were gay and way older than me...so ever since I was 14 I've been on the streets, taking care of my self."

"Damn...." He shakes his head. "That's fucked up." I could tell that he was  real high and not a normal high either, he seem a bit off but I doubt that he laced his marajuana.

After a half an hour, his phone begins to ring. He was knocked out on my couch, I didn't want to wake him so I picked it up and it was Makiela.

"Hello?" I answered with an attitude.

"Who is this?" She questions.

"Zayn's friend..who is this?" I played stupid as if I didn't already know.

"This is his girl friend, where is he at?"

"Oh he's right here sleeping on my couch...he'll be home in the morning you don't have to worry about him...I got him."

"Okay bitch keep him then." She hangs up and I chuckle at myself. I knew it was just a matter of time that he'd become mine.

Zayn.

The sun rays hit my eyes, causing them to open, I look ahead of me to see a brown skin beauty, naked like a new born baby. I tilt my head to the side and gaze at the sight of pussy....she was bent over drying her self off with an towel. This girl was fine

But I then come to the realization that it's Diamond. "Yooo...why you don't have no clothes on?" I snap.

She turns around with a startled look on her face, and covers her self with the towel. "I'm sorry I thought you were still asleep."

"It doesn't matter if I was still sleep, you just don't walk around like that when its a man around."

"You can always leave." She says with sass in her tone.

"Alright, I shouldn't be here any way." I grunt as I stand up and snatch my keys and phone off of the small wooden table.

"Zayn wait." She walks over to me blocking my way. "I ain't mean that."

I take a deep breath. "It's cool D. I gotta get out of here though, before Kiela start assuming shit."

"Okay." She says in soft tone, then stands on her tippy toes to give me a soft kiss on the cheek. I push her off, then open the door.

I make it to my car and my phone is steady vibrating in my pocket, I enter my vehicle and pull the phone out of my pocket to see 38 new messages from Makiela.

"What the fuck bruh?" I say to my self, I open them.

Miss.Walton 👑💑- you are a bitch ass nigga, I want you to know that. How dare you go to another bitch house and sleep with her. All I was trying to do was  help ur   dumb ass, so you won't go back to prison but noooo nooo you wanna be all hard and shit, and then you fucking another bitch?! You do not know how mad I am...like really? I don't know about this anymore...you actin' real crazy Zay..and I don't know why. I'm over here crying over you because I'm sprung and you don't even care, your over there fucking her! 😡 okay nigga she can keep you then....I am done, real shit....like you don't know how long I've been crying....I really shouldn't feel this way.....we couldve talked shit out but no you wanna be petty with your stupid ass and fuck another bitch...tell that bitch to be your girl then....I was fine by myself before and I'll be fine now💯💯

"What the fuck?" I mumble, that  wasn't the only paragraph, I had about twenty more to read, I put my phone in my pocket and put my key in the ignition.

****

I go into the house to see Aabria on the couch fully dressed watching cartoons, I slam the door and she turns to me. "Daddy!" She runs over to me and I pick her up.

"Hey Bri...where mommy at?" I give her a kiss and let her down.

"Upstairs." She response.

"Okay sit here, I'm going to go talking to her."

I walk upstairs to see, Makiela putting her medium length hair in a pony tail, she was dressed as well, I wonder where they were going.

"Where are you about to go Kiela?"

She ignores me and start loading her purse with a few make up items and she places her sun glasses on.

I grab her arm and she snatches away. "Don't fucking touch me!"

"Let me talk to you."  I say calmly.

"We have nothing to talk about." She folds her arms.

"Look your not leaving me alright, where gonna talk this out, last night I did not cheat om you I went to Diamond's crib and gave her some money and sh--"

"How old are you?" She cuts me off.

"Babe li--"

"How old are you?" She repeats her self  sternly

"26."

"Diamond is sixteen years old! That little girl is 10 years younger than you!" She pokes me in my head. "So tell me why the fuck is yo' grown ass at a fucking little girls house, at 4am. You can't help everybody bruh, she don't want your help!"

"Listen alright nothin happen, we just chilled with each other alright? I ain't touch her....im just being a brother to her."

"Whatever, do you. I don't even care."
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