Forty seven

AALIYAH

I rub my little tummy, wishing my baby would survive the tempest. In a few minutes, I was broken from the hurt of Nikki's betrayal.

Never would I have imagined I would get sold out by her, for what really? Money or food? Or maybe her freedom?

The same freedom I freaking wanted for her my whole life? She is a lady I would cross huddles for just to be with and even take a bullet for her. I weep, my heart bleeding profusely.

I resolve that I am not going to weep anymore and give her the satisfaction she seeks. I wipe my tears from my cheeks and smack dirt off my butt.

“Aaliyah...”Nikki comes into view. "We need to talk "

I act as though no one spoke, ignoring her as I go about arranging my space and humming to a false melody.

“Please, just one moment.” She begs almost in tears.

“You’re onto a cheap emotional blackmail? Girl, you ripped my heart. A moment is too much for a snitch, I could get sold double the initial amount.”

"Snap off it."

“Nikki,” I say her name with uttermost