-Eazy's POV-

The end of 1994 is finally here. I'm ready for a brand new year. 1995 is going to be a good year for me. I'm working on my double album called "Str8 Off the Streets of Muthaphukkin Compton 1&2." My proteges are doing their thing and N.W.A. is back together. 1995 please be good to me.

I'm currently in the studio with Ren and Stephanie. We're working on "Tha Muthaphukkin Real", another song that will be on my double album. It feels good to be back in the studio with Ren. I missed the old days but they're coming back, slowly but surely.

"Okay E run it again. Your verse, from the top. Let's go," said Yella.

"Now everything's good in my hood and it's on and poppin. Eazy Muthaphukkin E from east side south Compton. Straight giving up the real, on how a nigga feel talk that shit, motherfuckers' caps get peeled. Laying low in the cut. Getting high than a motherfucker niggas know what's up. I'm that gangsta gangsta, is that what they're still yelling. Nigga G to a T sagging and bailing. Live by the gun, you know what I'm saying Ren? So I guess I'll die by that motherfucker then. So  when I die, niggas bury me. Make sure my shit reads Eazy Muthaphukkin E. And it's a fact, to be exact, my tombstone should read he put Compton on the map. And that's how a nigga feel. When I'm giving up the motherfucking real."

"That was dope E. Dope ass hell," Ren said as I walked out of the soundbooth.

I dapped him.

"Thanks to you man. I appreciate you sticking around."

"You know you my nigga E. I ain't going nowhere."

I started to cough. I hate being sick. As soon as Stephanie heard my coughs she walked in. Then Ren and Yella stepped out. I can tell they aint feeling her.

"What's wrong Yella and Ren? Why y'all leaving?" I asked.

"Just need some air and to give you and your uh... girl some space. Do something about that cough too E," Ren replied.

My coughs started again.

"Eric, what's wrong baby?" 

"I just got a cold. I probably got sick when I was in New York because it was so cold there. Or maybe it's just my bronchitis." 

I coughed again. 

"Do you need any water?" she asked.

"I'm good baby. Let me take you home."

"You want to spend the night?" she asked.

"Of course," I replied.

-Aaliyah's POV-

I went to the studio to surprise Eric. After we talked and had makeup sex awhile back, I think our relationship is finally making progress.

I still think he's cheating and fucking around but I have no proof. I can't keep accusing him if I have no evidence to back it up.

When I walked in, I didn't see Eric but I did see Jordan. He's one of Eric's workers. I don't know him but I must admit, buddy is sexy as hell.

"I assume that Eric isn't here?" I asked.

"No m'am he's not. He left about two hours ago. Is there something I can help you with?"

"I just wanted to see my boyfriend. That's all,"
I replied.

"Well I'm sorry Mrs. Wright but you just missed him."

"I'm not Mrs. Wright and probably never will be."

"What do you mean?" he asked.

"Our relationship is damaged. He's hurting me so bad."

"Well it looks like you guys have the perfect relationship. I've always admired your love," he said.

"Admire our relationship? Are you serious? He broke my heart and stepped all on it. I believe that he's cheating but I have no proof and I always question our relationship."

"So why don't you just leave? A pretty girl like you deserves to be treated with respect and loved. You're gorgeous and have a pretty smile. But underneath that pretty face, I see a woman who's been hurt and torn apart. If Eazy don't appreciate you, then find a man who will."

"But Jordan you don't understand. I can't just walk away. I love him too much, matter of fact he taught me how to love. And on top of that, he's the father of my son. It's going to be hard to walk away from an almost 5 year relationship."

"I've been there with my ex. We were in love but she was playing too many games so I had to let her go. Sometimes walking away is the best choice. I know it's going to be hard to move on but just give yourself some time. You can do it Aaliyah."

I kept looking at him. His sexy ass. He has a point though. Now I'm not sure if Eric is cheating on me, but he's not showing me enough attention and respect. It's time for me to test the waters. Eric doesn't have to find out and if he does, oh well.

"So... do you want to hang out this weekend? Just the two of us. You're such a handsome gentleman and I really want to get to know you," I said.

"I would love to," he replied.

I wrote my number on a piece of notebook paper and told him to call me.

August Alsina as Jordan 😍😍😍 I'll post a picture of Stephanie in the next chapter.
I'm sorry guys but I will not update next Wednesday because it's my birthday but I'll make it up to you and update on Tuesday and Thursday. Hope you're enjoying Behind Closed Doors. 💜 wait til you see Stephanie, you're going to LAUGH YOUR ASS OFF 😂