Aaliyah
The insomnia caught up with me as soon as Fabe slid out of me. We both laid beside one another completely silent. Only our heavy breathing could be heard. We made up for lost time with hours upon hours of what felt like him sweetly punishing me with his dick for keeping the pussy away from him.
At first, I got anxious because he wasn’t saying anything.
I thought he was beginning to regret the love that we made.
However, just as my heart began to beat heavy with disappointment, he rolled over and held me.
Once again, I was lost in the love I felt in his arms and was asleep before I knew it.
Until Junior’s cries woke me up, and I was jolted out of my sleep.
I had been so comfortable that I nearly forgot that he was in the corner in the bassinet.
The hotel had blackout curtains, so I couldn’t see the sun.
Yet, I heard the birds chirping, so I knew that it had to be the early hours of the morning.
I crept through the darkness to feel around the bassinet and find Junior’s pacifier.
Angrily, he spit it out as soon as I put it in his mouth.
It was past time to feed him. Regretfully, I turned on the light, realizing that I had to fully wake up from such a good sleep.
That’s when I noticed that the bed was empty.
Where Fabe was once lying, beautifully naked, was an empty space.
Only the impression of his head on the pillow was there.
Curiously, I looked inside of the bathroom.
There was only darkness inside. Junior started to cry.
I picked him up from the basinet while noticing that Fabe’s coat was missing as well.
He was gone. Snatching my phone from the nightstand, I dialed Fabe’s number. It wasn’t a mystery how he could have left without me knowing. I was knocked out. But I was irritated that he didn’t even say goodbye.
Irritation turned to dread when my call went straight to voicemail. Every time I called – six times– it went straight to voicemail.
Dread turned to panic when I saw the closet door open. I jumped up so fast that Junior jumped in fright. Though he was still whimpering, I lay him in the bassinet as I went towards the closet. I flung the door wide open. Just as I suspected, the large garbage bags was gone! The money was gone!
“Fuck!”
I felt so stupid. He was gone for good. I knew it.
He hadn’t mentioned anything about any money while he was there.
Angry was not even the word to describe what I was feeling as I slammed the closet door.
Junior burst out into a panicked cry then.
So did I, as I slid down the wall and threw my arms over my head.
That was all that I had. Fabe knew that.
He didn’t even leave me a little, not even a dollar.
I didn’t have anywhere else to go. I didn’t know what else to do.
Obviously Fabe and Rah were working together and against me.
If Fabe knew about the money, then he probably had an idea that I knew about the murder too.
I had no choice but to leave. I wasn’t going to just sit there and wait for Rah to come next. I stood up to get myself together. As I looked in the mirror, with my baby’s screams serenading me and Rah’s bruises looking back at me, I stared at the reflection of my stupidity.
But I didn’t have to continue to be so stupid for these niggas anymore.
It was time.
I had to go.
I couldn’t believe that things had gotten this bad.
But when you refuse to learn the lessons that life is trying to teach you, it teaches you in a way that you cannot avoid.
For so long, I worshipped the ground Rah walked on, knowing in the back of my mind that he wasn’t the one.
And now, I was forced to leave, grow up, and take care of myself on my own.
Whether I liked it or not.