Gone Crazy (Chapter 9)

Later on (12:56 p.m.)

Justin entered the dimmed house and closed the door behind him. The only sound he could hear was the sound from the a TV coming from the living room. He peered in the living room to see Aaliyah and Brandi laying on the sofa together, sleeping. "Aw." they looked so adorable to him. He stood in front of the two and watched them closely. "Damn. Now I gotta carry both of you UPSTAIRS!"

He carried Brandi up the stairs and in her room, then he carried Aaliyah up the stairs and in their room. He carefully placed her on the bed, and covered her under the blanket. "Good night." he leaned in and placed a soft kiss on her lips.

"Mmm." she moaned softly, slowly fluttering her eyes open. To her surprise, a familiar curly haired, blue eyed dude stood over her. "Justin?" she rubbed her tired eyes.

"Hey, sweetheart." he spoke softly, taking a seat beside her. "How are you feeling?" she sat up, and stretched her arms and legs.

"I feel so tired. Where have you been? You've been gone for...THREE hours now."

"Yeah. I had to take care of some business. Um..." he stood up and removed his shirt. "I went by Oliver's house to..."

"What? Oliver? The...BITCH who's been harassing us?" she spoke angrily.

"Well yeah. I tried talking things out with her, but...it didn't work out." he discarded his shoes and socks. "She tried talking me into sleeping with her but of coarse I didn't do it. It's a long story though." she shook her head pathetically.

"You are SO lame. What the HELL were you thinking? I can't believe you WENT to her house to talk to her. Don't you know what she's capable of doing? Why do you do the stupidest things?" she complained.

"And why do you COMPLAIN A LOT?!" he shot back. "I mean...don't you see what I'm DOING here? I'm trying to protect YOU and my daughter."

"Well you know what?" she stepped out of bed. "I can PROTECT my DAMN SELF! I don't NEED YOUR HELP, ALRIGHT?! SO STOP...TREATING ME LIKE A CHILD!" she yelled, with tears in her eyes. She brushed pass him, heading towards the bathroom.

"Aaliyah I...I don't see what's going wrong here." he turned to face her. She stood over the sink, washing her face. "Why do you...punish me for doing good deeds. I love you. Therefore...I would try to do ANYTHING to protect you." she turned the faucet off and grabbed a towel, wiping her face with it.

"And just like I said..." she tossed the towel aside. "I DON'T...NEED YOUR HELP!" she entered the closet, searching for an outfit to wear.

"Fine. Have it your way." he rested his hands on his hips as he kept his eyes on her. "What are you doing? Goin' somewhere?" she grasped her outfit and exited the closet without answering him. "LiLi..." he twirled around to face her. "Where are you..."

"Somewhere...that's none of your business." she slipped on a pair of blue jeans and zipped them up in the front.

"I can't believe this. You're going somewhere at one in the morning? No. I won't allow that. I'm sorry." her head jerked back appallingly.

"Excuse me?" she spoke, resting her hand on her hip. "You won't allow it? Last time I remembered you were my fiancé NOT my father."

"Well I am and I care for you. That's why I won't allow it." she chuckled pathetically. The look he held gave her a clue that he was being serious. Her smile slowly faded, and she held her head down to rid of her nervousness.

"Um...look I..." she lifted her head to gaze in his eyes. "I love you...so much. I really do, but...I will no longer be...putting up with ALL of this nonsense. I just can't be stressed out. I'm sorry." he leisurely moved in closer to her.

"Baby..." he reached out, brushing her cheek delicately with his thumb. "I understand your pain. And..." he bit the bottom of his lip, slowly looking away. "I'm just afraid of losing you. That's all."

"You're not gonna lose me. I promise. Just...let me go. I'll be fine" he watched her grab her shoes and purse on her way out the room.

"Wait...um..." he approached her, stuffing his hands in his pockets. "Could I...at least have a kiss before you leave?" he spoke irresistibly.

"You didn't have to ask." with that, she lowly leaned in and met lips with his. He slipped his tongue in and out of her mouth, teasing her a bit. "Mmm." she wrapped her arms around his neck as the kiss got more intense. "I...I..." she broke away. "...have to go. I love you. Bye. Oh and I'm taking Brandi with me. See you tomorrow." he rubbed through his curls in frustration as he watched her walk away.
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Aaliyah held Brandi in her arms as she knocked on the door. "Damn. Wake up." she whispered. Suddenly, the door flew open and a lady stood there in her robe. "Hey, ma. Um...I'm sorry for waking you up. I need a huge favor from you. Could you watch Brandi for a couple of hours? I have to take care of a few things." she stood there, rubbing her eyes.

"Mmm sure." she covered her mouth as she yawned.

"Thank you so much." she carefully handed her Brandi. "She's still sleeping. Just put her to bed. I'll be back in a few hours. Thank you." she pecked her on the cheek. "See ya' later." she turned, jogging up towards her car. She hopped in, pulling out of the drive way, and driving away.

Twenty minutes later (1:30 a.m.)

Aaliyah pulled up in front of a two story house, and parked her car. She stepped out, quickly walking up to the huge house. "I am getting sick and tired of ALL of this." she stepped up on the porch and rung the door bell. "Open up. Open up." she whispered. A few seconds later, someone pulled the door open. There stood a blond she never seen before. "Um...hello. Is...Oliver in?" she rubbed her tired eyes.

"Um...she's sleeping. Who are you?"

"My name is Barbara. Tell her it's an emergency. I NEED to speak to her now. I tried calling but no one would answer." she lied.

"Alright. Give me a minute." she turned, closing the door.

"Great." she cracked her knuckles, and began removing her jewelry. "This hoe is gonna learn a big lesson." she spoke, throwing her hair in a tight bun. The door flew open and a familiar lady peered out.

"Yes?" she answered, but no one replied. She gazed outside her front porch in confusion. "Hello? Anybody there?" she stepped up on the porch, gazing everywhere for a sign of her.

"Hey, Bitch." she quickly twirled around. The only thing she could remember was landing on the pavement. She placed her hand on her throbbing cheek in pain.

"Ow. What the..."

"It's time to show you a lesson." she focused in on a familiar lady standing over her.

"Aaliyah?" she spoke in shock.

"I'm sick and TIRED of you harassing me and my family. Get up." she slowly sat up, keeping her hand on her cheek. "GET THE FUCK UP...NOW!" she yelled, instantly kicking her on the side of her stomach.

"Uhhhhh." she whimpered, rolling over on her stomach.

"Get up. I DON'T wanna have to make you." she warned. "Look at you. USELESS. You seemed so BIG and BAD a few days ago when you showed up at my house. Now look at you. You can't even put up a set."

"Aaliyah...I...I don't wanna fight you." she moaned.

"Yeah ya' do. If you HARASSED and THREATENED MY FAMILY...then you DO wanna fight me. You made the wrong move when you did that." she slowly sat up, forcefully standing up. "Yeah. Now that's what I'm talking about. Come on. Put 'em up." she spoke, putting up her set.

"Aaliyah...I can't..." before she could finish her sentence, she felt a fist strike her in the jaw. She placed her hand on the aching area as she could feel herself getting angry. "I don't...wanna FIGHT you. It's too early to be fi..."

"Shut the fuck up, slut." with that, she swung her fist, hitting her once more.

"That's it. I've HAD it with you." she charged for her, pushing her off the porch. She watched as she flew back, landing on her back.

"Mmm." she moaned of pain as the back of her head throbbed immensely. "You...bitch."

"Mmm hmm." she stood over her. "That's right. I'm a bitch." she kicked her foot, hitting her in the rib.

"Ahhh." she whimpered, rolling over on her stomach.

"I told you I DIDN'T want to fight you but you INSISTED on pissin' me OFF!" she kicked her once more.

"UHHHH!" she let out a loud moan, coughing up blood.

"Now who's the big, bad, BITCH?!" she once again, kicked her in the rib.

"Mmm." she stopped in her tracks, to hurt to move anymore.

"Now you know why I hate black people. Because they think they're the ONLY people who KNOW how to fight. And they THINK they can just STEAL women's men. Justin doesn't love you. He LOVES ME! You GOT that. HE LOVES...ME AND ONLY ME!" she yelled.

"Aaliyah?" Oliver quickly looked up to see Justin rushing up towards her. "Aaliyah?" he froze as he focused in on her unconscious body laying down on the sidewalk. "Oh my god." he kneeled down beside her. "Baby..." he carefully rolled her over on her back to get a better view of her features. Blood slowly oozed out of her mouth. "Oh god. Aaliyah, baby..." his voice sound rickety from the tears taking over. He leisurely looked up to lock eyes with Oliver's. "What did you do?" he spoke dead like. "WHAT DID YOU DO TO HER?!" he yelled, standing up and moving in closer to her. "What the FUCK DID YOU DO?! HUH?! ANSWER ME, BITCH!" he grabbed her by the neck and began strangling her. "YOU FUCKING SLUT! WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO TO MY FIANCÉ?!"

She coughed continuously as she gripped his wrist, trying to loosen up his grip. "Ju...Justin..." she managed to spit out.

"You don't deserve to live." he spoke angrily.

"Oh god. Justin?" the blond ran up towards them and grabbed a hold to Justin, forcefully pulling him away. "Stop it. STOP IT!" she yelled. "Please stop it. You're hurting her. SHE CAN'T BREATHE!" all he could remember was being slapped. Just then, he came back to the reality world. What was he doing? He was actually trying to kill her.

"Oh my god." he released her, watching her collapse to the floor. She laid on her stomach, gasping for air, gripping onto her neck as she tried breathing. "Oh god. I'm...I'm SO sorry. My god." he turned to face Aaliyah who remained on the ground, knocked out cold. "Um...I'm sorry." tears continuously fell down his cheeks. He kneeled down, picking up Aaliyah and carrying her towards the car.

Chapter 10

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