Chapter 20- No Free Past

Zayn

"Pull up right here." Chanelle says with her hands in her pocket as we pull up in front of her crib. I park the car on the curb.

"So what time do you want me to be at work?" She asked as she takes off her seatbelt, I looked at her neck that was covered in the hickey's I gave her.

"Umm.....I don't know. You can come in before 10." I shrug.

"Last night was really good Zayn." She says.

"I know." I nod my head. "You gon get out now?"

"You tryna rush me out?" She playfully roll her eyes.

"I got places to be....go ahead and get out."

She leans over and kiss my cheek, I grab her chin and slip my tounge through her lips and we share a lustful kiss.

"So my stage name is Shyne?"

"Yes your shyness." I respond.

"Bye daddy." She say before getting out of the car, I make sure she gets in safely than I pull off.

After a thirty minute drive I make it home, I enter the house to the smell of bacon, I kick off my shoes and close the door, than I go into the kitchen to see Makiela tickling Aabria as she sits at the table eating her food.

"Mommy stop." She laughs. "Hi!" She waves at me.

"Hi!" I wave back.

I kiss Makiela on the forehead, and she walks away from me and sit at the kitchen table, and tend to her plate that's filled with food.

"Where my food at?" I asked.

"Oh well.....its 10am I wasn't too sure when you was going to arrive home so I just made breakfast for the two of us, I didn't wanna waste my time cooking for three." She shrugs.

"Mom, can I eat in the living room?" Aabria questions.

Before Makiela can answer I do, "Go ahead don't get nothing on the floor."

Aabria exits the kitchen and I sit next to Makiela, she picks up her phone and go to Netflix, I grab her fork and use it to get a small portion of eggs and put it up to her mouth.

"Hm eat this." I say.

"I will eat it Zayn....leave me alone." She rolls her eyes.

"How much you weigh now?" I asked, I know the she's underweight and the doctor said her pregnancy is high risk, so they want her to be at least 130 pounds by the time she's six months months.

"I'm a 114 pounds Zayn." She huffs, she sets down her phone and I put the fork closer to her mouth and she eats it.

"Are you mad at me?" I poke out lip.

She shakes her head as she chews on her food. "You've been gone for 12 hours and the sun beat you home; why would I be mad?" She says in a sarcastic tone. "Where were you by the way?"

"At the club...." I say truthfully.

"Up until the morning."

"I fell asleep there." I shrug.

"Whatever...you smell like sex." She eyes me up and down.

I suck my teeth. "No I don't."

"Yes you do....you smell like you just got done having sex."

"No I don't." I repeat myself.

"Okay whatever." She rolls her eyes and continue to scan her phone, I rub her belly and begin talking to the twins.

"Hey boys.....yall growing?" I ask. "Them daddies babies." I kiss her swollen belly, than I kiss her and stand up.

"Ima go take a shower since I smell like sex."

"Please do." She rolls her eyes, I could feel that she was upset, it seem like she didn't want to be bothered with me all over again.

After taking a shower, I put on some grey Nike sweats and a plain white t-shirt my hair was growing back and it was time to call my barber. Today I'm going to stay home and spend time with ladies, they need me around more.

I go downstairs to hear a male voice, I make it to the living room to see Aiyaan sitting on the couch with Aabria as they played on her IPad.

"Wassup bruh." He stands up and take notice at me.

"Nun much." We give each other a brotherly hug.

I walk into the kitchen and he follows me. "I wanted to talk to you about somethin'."

"Somethin like what?" I asked as I grabbed a bottled water out of the fridge.

"You should let me help with you this street shit B." He puts his hands together.

"I ain't got no problem wit that, I need someone to help me run the trap any way. You could start by picking up the shit from my cousin and cookin' the shit up I guess. I be having so much to do at the club man....I barely be in the streets."

"I understand."

We talk for a few more minutes, he leaves and my phone begin to rings, I pull it out of my pocket and look at the caller identification and it was Diamond.

"Hello?" I answered.

"Hey Zayn." She greets me.

I lean on the wall and fold my arms. "What's up D, what do you need?"

She pops her jaw. "When are you gonna come back over?" She ask.

"Girl Imma a grown ass man, what I look like chilling with you. Ima bring you some money though, you still doing good in school?"

"Well school is out." She laughs. "It's summer vacation."

"Right right....I forgot, you know Bri got summer school so I just assume all kids be at school, well how is work and you ain't slippin just because it's summer right."

"No." She says. "Can you come see me?"

Makiela walks in the kitchen and stand over the sink, starting to wash the dishes.

"I cant come through tonight....but maybe some other time, I have to go tho'."

"Alright bye."

I hang up and set my phone on the table. "You know she's sixteen right?" Makiela ask.

"Why you think me and that lil girl got something going on huh?"

"Zayn...if you really wanted to help her you wouldve let me handle it...she needs a woman to guide her....you shouldn't be at her house chillin with her...its not that im jealous I just know how little girls are these days, they don't want boy thier ages."

"You jealous let's leave it at that."

"Please get out the kitchen....and leave me alone."

"If you don't like what I say you can get the fuck out, this is my house girl." I say with bass in my voice.

"Maybe I will." She turns off the water and exits the kitchen.

Makiela

"Bri come bring your clothes to me!" I yell at Bri while in in the laundry room. I start off with Zayn clothes, since he hasn't washed his clothes in a while.

I pick up a pair of his jeans and start emptying out the pockets, I then pull out a bag of weed, I put it on the dryer, but then I pick it up to get a closer look at it.

I see a large of amount of a crystal white substance in it, I continue to go in his pockets and I find a small bag of cocaine. I stop what im doing and go into our room, he was in the bed playing the game, looking very content.

"What is this?" I throw the drugs on the bed and he pauses the game, and look up at me.

"How did you get that?" He sits up.

"I found it in your pocket, now tell me why do you have it."

"It's not mine." He mumbles, I could tell he was lying, I sit next to him and look into his eyes.

"Zay....you don't have to lie to me okay? If it's yours you can tell me."

"Fine it's-- its mine." He says.

"Why are you lacing your own stuff and why are you sniffing, why?" I said on the verge of tears.

"I be depressed, so it helps me forget things and just lay low I guess."

"Zayn...I need you to go to rehab or something, because your about to be a father in six months...you have to put a end to this now. You can't do drugs, this is not how you escape your pain."

"What Imma do Kiela? Pray? I tried praying, I've been praying but like always God putme in bad situations."

I start shedding tears, I hold his hand and kiss it. "Don't say that....you are blessed Zayn okay? You have to stop this now before you go too far."

He doesn't respond, instead he continues to play the game, keeping all of his attention on the televison.

"So when Jay said you did drugs, he was telling the truth. You are on drugs."

He snatches the drugs in put them in his pocket. "Get out of here Kiela."

"Okay you want to put drugs over me and your kids, I'll just leave because I can't be stressed like this." I wipe my tears away and go into the closet and begin packing.

"Okay...I'm use to people leaving me. My mama left me, pops left me, every body left so you leaving doesn't phase me because I'm use to it."

"Zayn.....you don't know how much I love you. But I'm not going watch you harm your self and I'm not going to let my child be expose to this lifestyle....I care for you." I start to cry. "And your just throwing your life away and becoming a whole new person, please do not waste your life and everything you have because of the drugs...please I want you to be happy in life you don't have to do this, you have me Zay....you have a family that you created, let me help you."

I walk back over to him and sit on his lap. "Don't do this okay."

"I did something foul last night." He says.

"What did you do?"I asked.

He rubs his eye, then looks at me with a saddened look. "I fucked one of my dancers."

I cover my face and the tears begin to flow even harder, he tries to pull my hands off of my face, but I held on to tight and begin to sob.

"Kiela? I'm being honest okay?"

"Why would you do that?" I whine.

He holds me close to him. "I'm sorry okay, I was wrong baby. But I promise she is the first and last time, okay?"

"But you told me you love me last night, you even bought me this neck lace.....but then you go out and fuck somebody else, that's not right!"

He kisses me on my neck and remove my hands. "I'm sorry Kiela." He wipes the tears away and kisses my lips. "Look I'm being honest alright....I fucked her."

"I'm done...." I blurt out.

"No your not...baby I'm being honest with you."

"Last night you told me you loved me, you said you honored me and all of that other shit but then you went to go fuck another woman....you weren't being honest last night. And now your on drugs....Zayn I gotta go...and let you get your stuff together."

I stand up but he pulls my arm. "No!"

"Let me go Zayn!"

"You are not leaving me, alright! I was being honest! So what? You wanted me to keep it from you and let someone else tell, nah I did it."

"Just because your honest doesnt mean your faithful! Im suppose to glorify you because you told on yourself, if you wouldn't have done it you wouldn't even have to tell on your self."

"Your not leaving alright, we gon' work this shit out."

"I'm leaving.......I would stay but I don't wanna be a fool. But ima help you get into rehab and all of that other stuff, but as far as us being together that's done...we're over...well try again when the babies come."

"You sound crazy!" He yells.

"Zayn I'm doing what's best for me and my babies....I can't be stressing over you....the things that your putting me through can lead me to losing these children and I don't need that, so I'm leaving....we need a break okay?"

"You not going no where." He says calmly, then he walks over to the dresser and grab my keys he shoves them in my pocket and I can feel self becoming angry.

I go down the stairs and he follows me, I grab my phone from the coffee table and he snatches that out of my hand. "Your not leaving me."

"You really wanna play these childish games, you wanna stress me out?" I try to go in his pocket but he pushes me away.

"We're going to talk this out okay?" He says calmly.

"I will call my brothers to beat your ass don't play with me, give me my stuff now!" I shout.

"Well you ain't got a phone to call him."

I hit him in his face. "Give me my shit!"

"Don't hit me...."

"Give me my shit now!" I try once again to go into his pocket but he pushes me on the couch and walk away.

"Why are you being petty! Your actin' like a little boy " My voice shakes. "I wanna go now!"

He comes back over to me and get on one knee. "I know what I just told you hurt , and I know Ima dog for what I did. But Kiela, I truly love you and I want to be with you....I know I was talking all hard up stairs but I would be lost if you left me, I don't gotta ring or nothin right now, but would you marry me?"

"No." I shake my head.

"No?" He scrunches his face up. "What you mean you ain't gon marry me."

"Zayn....I love you, I swear I do, You, Aabria and these kids I'm about to have are my everything. But right now I have to put my children and my self first. I'm not about to marry you right now, ecspecially like this....you are on drugs...you're mentally and emotionally unstable and your not ready cause less than 24 hours ago you slept with another woman. I need a break from you....I need to be able to worry about these kids...but I'm more than happy to get you into rehab and help cure your illness....but as a far as a relationship goes we need a break."

"Fine! You wanna leave!" He throws the keys at me along with my phone, causing it to fall on the floor. "You don't wanna get married? Fine leave!"

I love Zayn, lord knows I do. But letting him have his way, would be the same old song. I don't want to leave him but it's what's best, because once he see what he has lost he is going to better his self to get it back.

But I'm still going to be by his side when it comes to the drugs, I'm going to help him because the last thing my children need is an drug addict for a father.

Chanelle.

I walk into the club, slow grinding music was playing and people were close together dancing and strippers were on the poles dancing slow. I go upstairs, towards Zayn's office but is stopped by a security guard.

"What you doin?" He ask, he was built with a lot weight on him and had long dreads.

"I'm a new dancer, I just wanna to see the owner."

He moves out the way and allows me to knock on the door. He then walks away leaving me by myself, I allow myself into the office and slowly walk in.

Zayn was at his desk with his head faced down. I set my purse down, and shook him a little.

"Zay?" I whisper in his ear but got no response. "Zayn wake up."

I looked at the tray that had a large amount of cocaine on it and a half smoked blunt was nearby as well.

I felt his back and he seem like he wasn't breathing, I then fell his pulse and he didn't have one.

Question and Answer

How do you feel about Zayn? I am so mad because he is a brandnew person I miss writing about that thuggish gentlemen, but people change?

Do you think Makilea made the right decision, by denying his proposal?

How do you feel about Chanelle aka Shyness?

How do you feel about Makiela?

Who's better Makiela or Chanelle?

Do you hate the book since Zayn has changed?

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