Category : Stories

Sub Category : Drama

Part One

She was new to the neighborhood. Her first day there to be exact. After a long, hot day of packing, loading and unpacking, arriving to her new how to be welcomed by the "Streets Gang" gathered on her front porch isn't what she intended happening and far from what she was used to. The nervousness and fear of what they'd say or their intentions  of being on Aaliyah and her mother's new property had her in a panic. "People really do that? Sit on a strangers porch?" She frantically blubbered to her mother.
  As they pulled around back, through the unleveled, rocky driveway; her heart began to race a little faster, face turning Rosy, palms sweating. Aaliyah exited the car and began to walk around front. The gang was looking, whispering. Walking up the stairs and onto the porch there were at least nine of them sitting around. One of the boys stopped Aaliyah in her steps and said "My names Marquise and this is MY block". She laughed along with the rest of the gang and made her way inside as he continued to yell "don't forget about me, I'll be around". Aaliyah brushed it off and was glad that was over with, with making it in the house smoothly.
  The day went on and she couldn't stop thinking about this Marquise but what was so special about some "lil thug", a boy she didn't even know. How could a handful of words put such an affect on her thoughts. They were just teens, still under their momma's roof; Only a quarter way through high school. Aaliyah didn't even know what her intentions would be with this boy if he was to ever talk to her again.
  A couple weeks go by and she finds herself conversating more and more with Marquise, believing these feelings are mutual. They're texting, making plans to meet up and sending sexual pictures when she doesn't even know what "sex" is. Their likes and dislikes become the main topic of conversation, talking on the phone all through the night. He starts buying her all of her favorite things and introducing her to all his gang friends. This continues for a few months, minus the weekends. Aaliyah never asked where he vanished to on those three days, every weekend. She felt she was all his. I mean he was showering her with gifts and introducing her to the homies as "his girl", right? WRONG!
  They're four months and some days in...She hasn't heard from Marquise in a couple of days, which didn't sit right with Aaliyah. She gets up, dressed and heads out the door to walk down the street to his mother's. He sees her coming and jumps off his porch, running to the side of his crack headed neighbors house. Marquise directs her there as well. He makes quick conversation, corny excuses as to why he hasn't answered her texts or calls, says he promises to make it up to Aaliyah and sends her on her way.
  She doesn't know exactly what just happened but she disturbingly agreed and headed back home. No sooner did she enter her house and her phone rings. Marquises name pops up and she feels a relief...Maybe he was being truthful? Maybe he actually was gonna make it up to her? Maybe he was just having problems at home. She answers but it wasn't Marquise on the other end of the phone. As a matter of fact, it wasn't a boy at all. It was his girlfriend.
  The one he never told her about. The one who was at his house as to the reason he pushed Aaliyah away so quickly. The one who's house he spent every weekend at. Aaliyah didn't know what to do. There were so many things she wanted to say, so much running through her mind but no words would come out. The fact that this girlfriend was on her line going on about how they've been togetger for two years and she was seven months pregnant, that he'd ride his bike to a whole other city just to be with this girl for a weekend...EVERY weekend. Aaliyah hung up the phone without speaking a word. She stood there as tears poured down her face, she was devastated, the hurt she just felt. She never thought she could experience such pain.
  Aaliyah thought they were in love! What was happening? She felt as if her life was falling apart. Four months of thinking that somebody loves you at the age of fifteen is a pretty long time for that age. Why would he do this to her? What was she gonna do with herself? This girlfriend is pregnant and Aaliyah has never even had sex. Was that why he was still with this girlriend? Aaliyah didn't know but she was thinking of the "perfect plan".
  

  When Aaliyah moved into this duplex with her mother on the corner of a busy street that never slept at night they only had one other family in the complex a the time. That family consisted of a mother and two daughters around Aaliyah age. They became friends quite quickly and remained friends. The neighbors house was never quiet and they always had boys and men in and out. But one in particular always had his eye on Aaliyah and lots of short talk. She never gave him the time of day though. Remember, she thought she was in love...That was all about to change.

It was a Friday afternoon and she seen that particular man pulling up next door. Here is where her plans begin to take place. She casually, hurries outside to catch his attention. "Hey, come over girl" he says as he wins at her for the hundredth time, same thing he always does and Aaliyah always ignored! This time was different, she accepted the offer and went over. This man's name was Mike, by the way. Mike chuckled when she agreed to join him and jokingly said " oohhh, finally got rid of your little boyfriend, huh?" Aaliyah blurting out "Hahaha, im trying to get to you" knowing she was lying but that was all a part of her plan. They head inside, music blasting, the smell of marijuana lingering, he turns to dance with her. She wasn't into it but went along anyways. It wasnt much longer until Mike was trying to get right down to it, as was she. He's kissing on her neck, running his fingers down her body, as he whispers in her ear "let's take this upstairs. Lemme show you what your lil boyfriend never did". She was far from interested but again she agreed. Aaliyah had no idea what she was doing. She didn't know the first thing about intimacy but she didn't care. She was determined to learn in hopes that Marquise would want her back; just him and her....forever.
  Upstairs, Mike is undressing he as he gently kisses her chest and grinding himself on her. Aaliyah loves the feeling, this is all new to her but this is not the person she wanted to be experiencing this with. What felt like hours, A few minutes go by and She pushes him up off of her, throws her clothes on and realizes this plan wasn't so great. "I'm sorry, I'm not ready. I don't know what I was thinking" she gasps. As she's storming out of that hot, suffocating room, "baby I'ma be right here when u come back for me. My bitch dont gotta know and neither does your lil punk ass boyfriend". He hollars. " What? Did he really just say that?" She thinks to herself.
  Aaliyah sits in her room crying, "am I missing something? They all cheat? This is a joke. This is not happening to me!" She cries out to herself. She's hurt and confused. Talking to her momma about all of this wasn't an option. She didn't condone to her having a boyfriend. Aaliyah was on her own with this one. Her momma always said, "young love isn't real love baby. These boys only want one thing and that one thing is not love". "Was her momma right? She couldn't be. There was no way" she thought to herself.