Gone Crazy (Chapter 4)

Later that night (11:50 p.m.)

Justin sat on a resting chair, talking on the phone, gazing at Brandi who sat in the Jacuzzi with Susie, her Barbie doll. He bit the bottom of his lip, keeping his eyes on her. "So um...what are you doing now?" he spoke, rubbing through his curls. "Oh...haha. Serious. Well she's in the Jacuzzi with her friend, Susie. No, just some...make believe friend. It's a Barbie doll. Ahaha. Yep."

Aaliyah walked out on the patio, wearing a white robe. She walked pass him, holding a towel in her hand. He locked eyes with hers as she walked by. She rolled her eyes and looked away. "Oh boy. No. She's...here but...we're not talking right now. She's upset because...I MADE her come over to my place. NO! It's not like that. I'm doing it for a good cause. There's just...a lot of shit happening back at LiLi's place. My ex found out where she live and...yeah. You remember Oliver, right? Yeah...her. Any way..." he exhaled heavily, and gawked to the side to gaze at her who laid on a resting chair three seats away from him. "I need to make up with her. I just can't...keep walking around here like I don't know her."

Aaliyah put on her headphones and closed her eyes, listening to the music. "No one wanted to believe you more than meeee." she song along. "I thought you were SO trueeeee." Justin kept his eyes on her as she song. He thought she had the most beautiful voice, but she thought the opposite.

Brandi splashed water everywhere, making loud noise. Aaliyah lifted her head to gaze at her, making sure everything as okay. "Brandi? Sweetie..." she removed her headphones and sat up. "Stop plashing water everywhere, okay?" she gazed to the side to focus in on Justin who had his eyes on her. He slowly looked away as he continued talking on the phone.

"NO. She's practically ignoring me. Well...I'm just gonna get off this phone so I can chill in the Jacuzzi with my daughter. Yeah. Talk to you later. Bye." he turned the phone off and stood up, heading towards the Jacuzzi where Brandi was. Aaliyah watched as he sunk in the water beside her, and laid back.

"Daddy...Susie said hi. And she said that she's not mad at you about earlier." he looked up, gazing at the little doll she held in her hands.

"Cool. Because I wasn't mad at her." he tilted his head back, enjoying the warm water. "So...what do you wanna do tomorrow?" he glimpsed at his watch. "Shit. I can't believe you're still up. It's going on twelve. It's bed time." she frowned.

"But why now? Me and Susie isn't sleepy yet. Please, daddy. Can we stay up later?" he shook his head as he arose from out of the water.

"No sweetie. We have a long day ahead of us tomorrow." he grabbed her towel and helped her out of the Jacuzzi. "I gotta take you shopping, then..." he helped her put on her slippers. "...we're going to the movies and we can see WHATEVER you want to see. You and Susie. How does that sound?" he grasped her small hand, leading her inside the house. "Go straight to the bathroom. I'll be there in a few."

"Okay." he watched her run up the stairs, and down the hall. "And STOP running."

"YES, SIR!" she yelled in response. He chuckled softly, and turned, stepping back out on the patio. Aaliyah sat in the Jacuzzi with her head back and her eyes closed. He carefully sunk in beside her, and gawked to the side, staring her down.

"Aaliyah?" she quickly sat up, holding her hand to her chest in shock. "Ahaha." he chuckled softly. "I'm sorry for startling you." she exhaled heavily and looked away.

"Damn." she sat back in the water and crossed her arms over her chest. "What do you want?" she asked. The look she held and the tone in her voice gave him a hint that she was still upset with him.

"Um...I want you. And...I want us to STOP walking around here like we don't know each other." she slowly lifted her head to peer in his eyes. "Baby...you know...I love you SO much. With ALL my heart. I'm just doing this because...I don't want anything drastic happening to you...OR Brandi. I don't know what I would DO without you guys? You're like...the air that I breathe." she could tell he was being serious because of the look on his face. "So...can we just STOP acting like we don't know each other? Our love is TOO strong for that."

"I..." she cleared her throat to rid of the lump. "I don't KNOW! I mean...sometimes...I wonder if...you ACTUALLY love me. We've been together since our senior year. We had a beautiful daughter together. We share EVERYTHING together. We even...make love if or IF we're NOT upset." she sniffled, wiping underneath her teary eyes. "If you really LOVE me like you claim you do...then why the hell are we still boyfriend and girlfriend? I wanna marry you, Justin." she cried, gazing deeply in his eyes. "I want to so badly."

"Baby..." he moved in closer to her, and placed his hand on her cheek, guiding her eyes his direction. "You KNOW I love you and I want to marry you too." she kept the eye contact with him. "And we will get married someday. Trust me. When the time is right." he assured. "Okay, baby girl?" he leaned in, parting lips with hers. "I love you, girl. With ALL my heart. And nothing's...gonna tear us apart unless YOU let it." he brushed underneath her eyes with the tip of his thumb. "Don't cry." she sniffled, and looked away.
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Justin tucked Brandi in bed, and leaned in, placing a kiss on her forehead. "Sleep tight." he reached out, turning the light off.

"Daddy." he stood up, gazing at her.

"Yes, sweetie?" he froze, waiting for her response.

"I love you. And...tell mommy I love her too." he smiled warmly.

"I will, and...we love you too. Now...get some rest." he turned, pulling the bedroom door open and stepping out of the room. "Boy oh boy." he exhaled heavily as he leisurely headed down the hall, towards his bedroom. Aaliyah laid in bed watching TV. A squeaky sound brought her attention to the bedroom door. She watched as Justin entered the room, and close the door, locking it behind him. "She's tucked in." he spoke, removing his robe.

"Cool." her eyes were glued to his naked figure as he climbed on bed, beside her. He covered himself underneath the blanket and turned his light off.

"Good night." he blurted out with his eyes closed.

"Good night." she responded, keeping her eyes on the television screen.

2:03 a.m. (The middle of the night)

"Daddy...daddy?" Brandi tapped Justin on the arm as he slept. "Daddy...please wake up." he groaned deeply as he stirred in bed. "Daddy? DADDY?!" she raised her voice.

"Mmm." he groaned, rolling over on his side to face her. "Brandi...is that you?" he reached out, turning the lamp on. Brandi stood there, clutching her teddy bear close to her chest. "What's wrong?" he spoke groggily, slowly sitting up.

"Can I sleep with you? I can't sleep in my room anymore. There are people...watching me." he released a sigh and covered his mouth as he yawned.

"Mmm okay." he picked her up and sat her on his lap. "What's wrong? Did you...have a nightmare?"

"No." she spoke, shaking her head with her bottom lip poked out.

"Then what is it?" he asked in concern.

"Some...some lady was calling me outside of my window." his eyebrows lifted up questionably.

"What? Are you sure?" she nodded timidly. "Alright. I'm gonna go check it out." he helped her in bed beside the sleeping Aaliyah. "Lay here with mommy, okay? I'll be right back." he covered her up under the blanket, and stood up, throwing on a robe. He was lucky it was dark in the room, that way Brandi couldn't see him naked. He exited the room and headed down the hall towards the stairway. "I swear it's those horror movies." he spoke, jogging down the stairs and towards the front door. As soon as he unlocked the door, he pulled it open. To his surprise, a lady stood there. And not just any lady, but an ex. "Shit. Oliver?" he rubbed through his hair in frustration. "What the HELL are you doing here? I thought I TOLD you to..."

"I HAD to see you again." she interrupted. "I'm sorry about the other day. I was being a complete fool and...I apologize for EVERYthing I caused. Seriously." he rolled his eyes, and held his head down, massaging his temples soothingly.

"Look...I could careless if you MEANT it or not. It doesn't matter. The fact is...I want you OUT OF MY LIFE! You got that? That means...I don't wanna SEE or HEAR you EVER AGAIN!" she smirked teasingly.

"I knew you would react like that. That's why...I always have back up plans." she slowly untied her robe and flashed her naked figure. "Ta da. Like what you see?" his eyes trailed up her legs, finally leading to her chest area.

"Um...Oliver...I would really appreciate it if you LEAVE! NOW!" he raised his voice. "Leave and don't EVER come back. If you do...I will have you arrested." she frowned, gradually tying her robe in the front.

"Aw. Well it's too bad you don't wanna have a taste. I mean...you did enjoy when I sucked your dick during our high school years. Remember those days?" she spoke, moving in a little closer to him. "I bet you did." she trailed her hand down his chest teasingly. "Come on. It won't hurt. I can...give you a serious blow job. Something that Aaliyah hasn't done."

"Get out. Get the fuck out of my house...now." he pointed to the door.

"But...don't you miss me? I know you do. You can't tell me we didn't have some good times together." she spoke, moving up close against him.

"I said get the HELL OUT! NOW!" he yelled.

"Justin...I know you want me. Just...close your eyes, and..." she placed her hand on his cheek.

"Back...OFF, BITCH!" he grasped her hand and pushed her violently, watching her fly against the wall. She stood there, wide eyed, and surprised by his actions. "Shit. Um..." he moved in closer to her. "I'm sorry. I didn't...mean to.." instantly, she slapped him across the face. He covered the aching area with his hand.

"How dare you HIT me like that? You bastard." she spoke angrily.

"I didn't...hit you. I..."

"SAVE IT, JUSTIN!" she yelled. "You're in deep trouble now. Your ass is grass. You're gonna have to suffer for what you did." she turned, exiting the house and slamming the door behind her.

"Damnit." he mumbled underneath his breath. "What have I gotten myself into?"

Chapter 5

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