Iām listening close for you. Feeling my way out the dark. Iām on my way to you, and won't nothing keep me from you, So Iāll just free run, 'til my feet start to lift off the ground. I will just free run, 'til I find myself right where you are. Chris Brown & Aaleeyah Petty fanfic Started May 16, 2014
Walking down the shoreline hand in hand, Mekhi pulled Alayah closer to him to where his arm was wrapped around her shoulders, hands still being held. It was one of his favorite positions of holding onto her, as it was hers too. The feeling of being secure and wrapped up in one another; the safest spot for them both. From previous relationships, the affection wasnāt displayed as much,Ā so they were both basking the moment, and the good times to come. This was completely new to them both, having feelings be reciprocated equally. Their relationship wasnāt perfect, but to others it seemed that way; then again they werenāt together for others opinions.
Umm so itās cool for white women to proudly spout antiblack comments āin defense of black womenā ā¦ā¦? Iāll never be cool with white women slandering black men no matter the reason. We black women stand up for ourselves we donāt need help from beccalynn. She can sit her antiblack ass down somewhere. Fuck her. Y'all so quick to clap for white folks even at the expense of your own community. We can check the black men who hate black women ourselves.
So we caping for men who slander us at the expense of our community
Because we donāt like the sound of a white woman trashing a SPECIFIC group of them that slander US and praise them.
I donāt believe in cook out passes or handing out cookies. I just never thought Iād see a black woman cape for these types of niggas just because theyāre black. Black white supremacistsā¦But ātheyāre still black so let me save emā š
Weird. Especially when y'all complain if a non black woman DOESNāT check black men for saying these things to and about us.
She didnāt even say anything anti-Black. She was specifically talking about Black Men because this is the particular group of people that pursue her to spite Black Women and because of their own self-hatred. Iām glad this post exists. Iām glad that there is a white woman in the world that will not tolerate being used for an anti-Black agenda and will also, in detail, tell you about yourself. I hope she feels this way in private too.Ā
Yāall just hate being defended huh? These niggas arenāt going to want you no matter how hard you cape for them Sis. Itās not gonna happen. So how about we show some solidarity with the few white women that actually got our backs. Yāall are so stupid being loyal to Black men just because theyāre black when they show more loyalty to their maleness and donāt give two shits about you. Womanhood deserves some solidarity too and if Beccalyn is the one to give it to me then so fucking be it
Thatās all I heard throughout the dark room; the only light illuminating came from the moon that peaked through the curtains in my room.
Life has been a whirlwind as of late. Dante has somehow got my new number, and doesnāt know how to act; I might just have to get a restraining order against him, but he hasnāt done any harm towards me as of yet. Iām praying that nothing drastic happens to where it leads to that, people should know their boundariesā¦.but this is Dante weāre talking about, he has no boundaries. Releasing an exasperated breath, I tried to think of other possible scenarios, but nothing has lit up inside of my brain. Blowing out a breath, it feels like I have to watch my every move now; Dante knows my place of work, where I live, and now has my new numberā¦.when did it all become so bad? Iām not sure, but thereās never a long-lasting calm in my life, and I honestly think moving out and finding a new place to live will have to be the next option.
āMommy, who are all these people?ā I heard a little girls voice, I looked up to see Avery holding her hand. She had to be at least four or five years old, she was a little cutie. Iām just confused onto why Avery wants us to have this dinner, like why is it important that we are here? Wait, did the little girl call her mommy?
Iām too high for this right now.
āAva, thatāll be told in a while. Sit down.ā Avery instructed, smiling down at her daughter.Ā āHey guys, sorry that I showed up a little later, had to get Ava ready.ā She apologized to us.
āNah, you good.ā I spoke, licking over my lips. To say the least, Avery is still beautiful, she matured a lot though. Iām glad she got rid of that bright red hair of hers from high school, but she was still gorgeous then.Ā āSo wassup, why are we here?ā I asked, leaning in my seat a bit.
Iām still a tad bit in my feelings about what had happened earlier at the shop. Chris was out handling otherĀ āworkā while Heather, my sisters, and I had to watch over shop with other workers. I didnāt mean for it to get to me, but it had me questioning a lot of things. The girl, her name is Sabrina, totally had my attention when she said she had fucked Chris a while ago. She was talking to one of her friends while at the shop, and I had to interfere with her conversation because she was talking about my nigga. The bitch had a smirk plastered on her face the whole time too, and thatās when I shouldāve known that she was fucking with me, but at the time I wasnāt paying any mind to her antics. Bitch was bout to catch the hands too, but luckily Heather was in the room as well to straighten things out. Word is that Sabrina fucked around to get where she is now.
āI know you not still thinking bout what happened earlier.ā Chris grumbled, his head laying on my stomach. I let out a sigh, knowing that I should let it go because there wasnāt no truth to that bitches words.
āIām trying not to,ā I mumbled, causing him to huff and turn his head so his chin was planted on my stomach now,Ā ābut I trust you Chris, itās these girls out here who keep fuckin with me, and I aināt tryna fight no bitch either.ā I rolled my eyes, causing him to chuckle. Glad to see that he finds this amusing. Can you sense the sarcasm in my tone?
āItās good that you trust me, baby, thatās all that matters.ā He kissed my stomach,Ā āBut Ionāt want you fighting, they aināt worth it.ā I nodded my head at his words, as he began to caress my thighs in his hands.Ā āCan I?ā His voice was husky, forming a puddle between my legs.
āMhmm.ā I hummed. I couldnāt find my voice, and I know heās bout to put it on me.
- 6 months later -
Janaya
Destiny and I were walking through the mall, going to different stores that held baby clothes and other baby necessities. Yes, I said baby clothes. Destiny is six months pregnant, and I canāt believe Iām bout to be an auntie. Thereās just something about kids that put a calm in your life, and thatās exactly what Chris and Destiny need. Chris was happy as hell once Des informed him on her pregnancy, she had to at least be one and a half week when she found out, and now here we are six months later shopping for the baby.
āSo how are you revealing the sex of the baby again?ā I asked, skimming through the many baby clothes. Itās crazy that I used to be this tiny, and now Iām grown.
āThe sonogram will either be in a blue or pink balloon, and Iām gonna pop that balloon to reveal it.ā Des informed, rubbing her round little tummy. I nodded my head, smiling at the sight. Des isnāt that big, but I know in about a couple weeks her baby bump will be bigger than what it is now.
āYou tell Chris?ā I asked, she shook her head,Ā āSo me and you are the only ones that know?ā She nodded her head, oh lord!Ā āThis shall be interesting sis, I already know heās gon be hype.ā
āThat he is.ā She chuckled, combing her fingers through her wavy tresses.
Setting up the theme in the backyard, Lauren and I put blue and pink streamers around the posts, set the tables, and other necessities needed for the reveal of the sex of the baby. Today was gonna be a good day, our parents flew out because this will be their first grandchild, and they finally get to meet Chrisā mama. Sheās such a sweetheart, but try her if you want to, sheāll gladly put you in your place. In a classy way though.
āNaya, can I tell you something.ā Lauren said, setting down the two balloons onto the front table where Destiny and Chris would be standing in an a hour or two.
I looked at Lauren with a confused expression, āYeah. You can tell me anything, La.ā I stated the obvious. I mean, thatās how me and my sistersā relationship was, to be able to tell each other anything without being judged.
āWell, Iām three months pregnant. I wanted to surprise both you and Des, but just looking at all this decor has me excited!ā She beamed, I smiled so big!
āYou serious?ā I asked just for clarification, she nodded her head smile still on her face. I let out a squeal, doing a dance in my spot. āSaleem know?ā I asked, she bit her bottom lip.
āI donāt know how to tell him, but I think heās catching on.ā
āWhy donāt you tell him tonight.ā I suggested, she nodded her head coming to conclusion that she would do that.
Iām bout to be an auntie to two. Iām so happy for this because Destiny was told earlier that she wouldnāt be able to have kids due to the damage that Marcel caused, but I guess God had a different plan, which we are all thankful for.
Destiny
āOkay, I just want to thank you all for coming tonight. It means a lot to me and Chris, especially since I was told earlier in my life that I wouldnāt be able to conceive,ā I paused, rubbing my round belly, as Chris soothed my sides with his touch,Ā ābut here I am, seven years later carrying my first child.ā I smiled, while our family and friends clapped with faint tears.
āYou okay, baby?ā Chris asked into my ear, kissing it softly. I nodded, turning my face to look at his side profile, soon pecking his lips.
āThank you.ā I smiled, he smiled at me as well, licking his lips and standing up straight.Ā āAll right, whoās ready to find out what weāre having?ā I asked, and everyone hooted and hollered. Chris was now standing on the side of me, anxious of what weāre going to have. I picked up the needle the was in the middle of both balloon stands, going back and forth between the blue and pink balloon at least three times before actually popping the right color.
āAhh shit! We having a BOY!ā Chris exclaimed, holding his fist up to his mouth.
āLanguage, Christopher!ā Mama J scolded him, I just laughed because Chris started apologizing to her. She doesnāt mind that he curses, itās just that she dislikes when he does it around her, which is understandable. I wouldnāt want for my son to be cussing in front of me, heāll be getting popped.
āAw, my little baby is having a baby boy.ā My mom cooed, coming over to me and hugging me,Ā āIām going to spoil him so much.ā
āUh uh, no youāre not.ā I shook my head, laughing. I will not have that because knowing my mom, sheās going to baby him so much and thatās what I donāt need. Heās my son, let me do that.
āOkay, okay,ā she held her hands up,Ā ābut just a little bit.ā She winked, I just shook my head at my mom, letting her have that thought.
āThank you baby, for blessing me with a mini me.ā Chris came behind me, planting his big hands onto my belly rubbing it.Ā āHe gon be a little bad ass, I hope you know that.ā He informed me.
I nodded,Ā āI know.ā I laughed,Ā āI wonder what heās going to look like.ā I smiled.
āLike me, duh.ā Chris stated, I scrunched up my face, giving him side-eye,Ā āIām just playing baby, he gon have some of your features, but my genes strong as fuck.ā I playfully rolled my eyes, waving him off.
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