Aaliyah Paris Asha'e Stark

"I didn't tell anyone but my father Cane." I walked back over listening at him scream at the whole house.

"How many months were you Aaliyah?" Monet asked.

"Eight."

"And you had a stillborn from what exactly because I know at that rate the kids can choke on their umbilical cord." She told me as if I was lying.

"He died due to fetal distress Monet, I have no reason to lie if that's what you think!" I unlocked my phone going to my album of Kaaine

Whenever a mother had a still born the hospital would give out weighted bears and baby hats to a coping mother.

After showing them the pictures of me and Kaaine everyone looked over at Cane.

"Damn he looked just like you man."

Dru chuckled attempting to enlighten the mood but I was over it.

"Yeah he does." Monet smiled rubbing my back.

"So that's why you stayed in that rehabilitation center for so long?"Monet asked looking at me.

"Yes I needed time to get myself together." I looked down fiddling with my fingers, I can't believe he'd have a woman here listening to my pain.

"I'm gonna go actually, I got a few places I have to be today." I told them attempting to walk but Cane grabbed me by the shoulder .

"What was his full name?" He asked.

"Kaaine Amir Tejada." I avoided eye contact with him to save from embarrassment.

"I'll drop you off sight?" He asked.

"Sure."

He turned to Effie.

"Let me know when you make it home."

Walking to the elevator, we took it upstairs to the parking garage.

"You can talk to me about anything Aaliyah, you know I won't judge you."

He told me while we walked to the car but I was zoned out thinking about my life.

"You want another one?" He asked
opening my car door.

"Whenever I get settled down with my husband." I told him smiling at the thought of being happy and where I wanna be.

"You can do allat' with me baby girl, you the one that keep playing all these chase me ass games."

"Yeah a nigga out here hoeing but that's because you left a nigga for a year and a half then came back acting like you was so done with my ass but fighting one of my ho's."

"You still want me Aaliyah and I damn sure still want you and I don't give a fuck how much I gotta spend or how much time it's gonna take." He told me gripping my chin.

"Then why was she here?" I asked watching his head drop.

I gave the last of my tears a few hours ago.

"Because you don't know what you want." He looked at me.

"I thought that I was genuinely over you but that wasn't true." I looked away.

"Then you wanna keep fucking me unprotected but then you end up all ontop of the next ho."

"I'm sorry Aaliyah honestly, but you gotta keep your hands to yourself baby girl." He said grabbing my hand.

Ignoring him I continued with my question.

"How do I know that you weren't hitting us both raw since she around so much?"I asked.

"Then she's pregnant and I know tonight you didn't wrap up with her."

"You mind?" Cane asked picking up a blunt ignoring me.

"No but I'll drive to my destination." I told him watching him fire up and pull over.

Cane was a true weed head, so when this boy got high he really got high til the point he couldn't function and I wanted to get to where I was going.

Climbing over to the driver seat i adjusted my spandex shorts.

"Nah Aaliyah let them mothafuckas' stay right up there and let all that ass hang out." He told me slapping my ass cheeks making them sting.

"Seriously stop it!" I pushed at him watching him stare as sirens approach.

"Fuckkk" He ashed the blunt opening the glove compartment throwing it in there.

The officer walked over to my window looking confused.

"Hi Officer is there a problem?" I asked looking him square in the eyes.

"Yeah you were swerving back there." He lied.

"Actually the car became uneven due to the potholes in the road but I'll let you have that one." I told him addressing the lie.

"Can I see your license and registrations please?" He asked smiling.

"Here you are sir." I gave him my license and the registration out of the arm rest.

"This car looks familiar, are you the owner?" He asked.

"No sir it's my boyfriend's car." I looked over at Cane who played sleep.

"Is that the boyfriend over there?" He asked looking over at Cane.
"Yessir" I told him.

"Ok I'm going to need his license beca-" I cut him off.

"Actually that's illegal, you pulled me over for a traffic stop and you see that he's resting so why would I wake him?" I told him becoming upset.

"I can give you his name and we'll be on our way." I told him getting snappy.

"Ok can I have his name please?" He asked with a pen and pad.

"Ezekiel Cross." I smiled looking at the officer look at the registration.

"Ok well I'll run you two and you'll be all good to go." He told me.

"Ok."

He walked away and I caught a glimpse of the back of his uniform.

"Cane that isn't a police officer." I panicked.

"What you mean?" He asked cocking his gun back.

"Meaning his uniform shirt is white in the back not matching the front." I told him watching the man make his way back up to the car.

I grabbed my FN P90 out of my purse placing it between the door board.

"Stark as in Kanan stark?" The officer asked me handing all our documents back.

"Yes I guess." I smiled.

" Cane I know it's you." and with that the man tried to draw but I shot through the car piercing his side.

Opening the door I shot him in the head.

"Paris move!" Cane pushed me back into the car jumping over me checking our surroundings.

"Don't you ever get yo ass out a car in danger like that my nigga what the fuck are you thinking?" He screamed but I wasn't trying to hear him right now.

This makes me stuck back up under him.

"Boy shut up and help me pick up the shells." I threw him some gloves and opened  up the door again.

Leaning back in, I pushed the button on the back of the tag covering up the numbers.

Walking back to the guy I stuck my finger in the holes of his body scooping the bullets out.

They wouldn't have no trace of nothing these pigs were gonna have to work for a change.