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˚ ༘♡ 🛏️ 0002. 𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐈𝐍𝐅𝐋𝐔𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄☆.
[NOW PLAYING: Best I ever had - Drake]
❝ We could do it real big, bigger than you ever done it
You be up on everything, other hoes ain't ever on it ❞

—TREYVON PIERCE—
—Sunday 4/9/23
Treyvon's House, Oakland City, Atlanta Georgia 📍

━━━━FUCK! Aaliyah was recollecting her thoughts of the previous night— panic slowly creeping in. She quickly toke the blanket off of her to be met with his clothes on her.

FLASHBACK...

Treyvon held on to both of her arms tightly behind her back while his other hand was wrapped firmly around her waist.

"Mmph! Trey!" She moaned and cried out.

"Fuck..I can't take it!" Aaliyah whined, her legs were shaking and she wasn't thinking straight at all, Her mind was shaken and stuttering.

"You can take it, mama." Trey replied softly into her ear, a large amount of dominance taking over his voice, liking the sound of her practically screaming and whining his name out.

He was right, she could take it but she just wanted to be submissive for him so he could take over.

He watched as she threw her ass back against him, watching it jiggle. "Mmm..you feel so good, ma." Her eyes rolled back and her back arched even more.

He bit his lower lip as he continued to thrust more aggressively then before, the tears began to fill her eyes from how much force she was taking.

A jolt of pleasure ran through her body each time he thrusted in her. Their heavy breathing, groans and moans filled the room as they continued.

"Imma fuck you all night, Aaliyah. I'm gon make you feel it."

She sure did feel it alright..

...

"..Mmmm.." Trey groaned, shifting his body in the bed so his face was towards Aaliyah. His eyes slowly opened, seeing the bright sunlight coming through the window before his eyes landing on Aaliyah in her panicked state.

" 'Morning, shorty. " His sleepy voice was visible as he spoke. He yawned and began to sit up in bed and stretched out his arms. She turned to look at him with her eyes wide. Clearly flustered.

He began to rub his tired eyes before looking back at Aaliyah who was completely speechless. " 'M so tired, ma. You kept me up all night. " Trey grinned, recalling all the things she said and did to him that night.

" Oh. " Was the only thing that she get out at that moment. Her voice was a little bit hoarse and her back was aching.

She was embarrassed because of all of the things that occurred the previous night. She remembered being completely out of control when it came to this guy.

"You gonna say something else or you just gon keep looking at me like that?" Trey chuckled. "Right--um." Aaliyah uttered, looking away from his lustrous eyes.

He was looking at her in a type of way but soon looked away and got up from the bed. He began to stretch out again before starting to speak again.

"Alright Aaliyah, I'm gonna jump in the shower real quick but you can make yourself at home. If you hungry you can go ahead and get something from the fridge." Trey said as he turned to look back at her while scratching the back of his neck.

"Oh okay." She replied before she got out of his bed to find her things around the room. The thing she was mostly looking for was her phone due to the fact that it died during the time of the club.

"Where is my phone?" She muttered under her breath as she looked around for it.

"Yo phone is on the charger over there." Trey says, pointing at the outlet over by the door before going into the bathroom. Aaliyah nodded, she made her way to her phone over by the outlet, which was already plugged in.

Seeing this she was a bit pleased about how he cared about her and her things even after the one night stand. She picked her phone up and unplugged it from the charger.

The shower sounded in the background as Aaliyah went ahead and scrolled through the notifications on her phone, she saw the amount of messages from her friends and an unsaved number.

She was confused at the unsaved number message so she unlocked her phone to see the full message.

Opening the message, her face slipped into a displeased expression seeing that the message was from her ex boyfriend...

—UNSAVED—
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Unsaved
Aaliyah
Baby
I think you blocked my other number.
Please just talk to me.
I want to work this out with you.
READ 12:34 PM

Aaliyah
Deandre.
Stop texting my phone.
I told you I was done with yo ass.
So I don't know why you're fucking texting my phone in the first place.
Go be with your other bitch that you love so baddd.
READ 12:35 PM

Unsaved
Aaliyah just listen to me. I want to talk to you.

Aaliyah
But I don't want to talk to you.
I'm not entertaining this conversation anymore.
I'm done with your bs.
READ 12:35 PM

Aaliyah tossed her phone on the bed, frustrated with this guy. Him having the audacity to want to 'work this out' and get back together with her after cheating on her made her in raged.

She placed her head into the palms of her hands, feeling her emotion mix up in her head. Was she supposed to be happy with how things ended up with trey? Mad, sad or confused?

Aaliyah surely knew she was mad at Deandre but adding that extra layer of emotion made everything confusing for her. She had too much things going on at the moment to try and start something new with someone.

She breathed a sigh of unease, trying to calm herself down and figure things out. Aaliyah decided that it was simply best if she didn't think her ex but how could she do that if he was constantly blowing up her phone?

Just as she was going to go start picking up her stuff off of the floor, the bathroom door opened revealing a half naked Trey standing through the doorway.

His tattoos were shown all over his arms and chest while his towel was wrapped around his waist as the water dripped from his body.

Aaliyah's entire mind went blank-- watching as the water dropped from his hair and his face.

Oh God.

She was completely stunned, her eyes swiftly moved from his broad shoulders and defined abs to the white towel that was wrapped tightly around his waist.

Damnnnn-- No. No. no. Her mouth turned dry and the rest of her body wasn't doing so well either. There was no way.. he wasn't doing this on purpose.

Aaliyah quickly moves her eyes away from his muscular body, as he just walked over to his closet door to grab another towel.

Picking up the towel from the shelf in his closet, he began to dry his face before drying his hair. She toke a quick glance back at him and then bit her lip.

How could he look so good doing something so simple?

"You like what'chu see or sum?" Trey began, breaking the very stiff silence without even looking back in her direction as he placed the towel back.

Aaliyah immediately looked away from him,  knowing that he just caught her with her eyes practically glued onto him.

He chuckled at her reaction turning around and began to slowly walk closer to her. "You can look, mama." He makes it in front of her and gently moves her chin to face him.

"You should probably put some clothes on..Because if you don't.." She trailed off, looking him up and down before her eyes meet his again.

"If I don't? What's gon' happen?" He smirks, amused at this, but acts dumb to see what she would do. "If you don't.. there might be a repeat of last night."

She replies with a smug expression on her face. " Oh really? " Trey grins, moving his hand away from her chin.

Aaliyah gives him a small nod and he looks her up and down with those eyes before walking back over to the closet.

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TIME-SKIP

—TREYVON started the car and grabbed the aux cord to plug in his phone for music. SOLD OUT DATES by Gunna feat. Lil Baby played from the car speakers as he placed his phone on his lap.

"Alright, you wanna put your address in the GPS?" He asked, as he began lowering the music down before looking back at her. "Yeah, hold on." Aaliyah replied, before placing her bag beside her feet.

Aaliyah began to type her address in her phone on the GPS and passed her phone to Trey. He takes the phone and holds on to it while pulling out of the parking space.

He begans driving through the neighborhood as he glanced over both of the front car door windows. They slowly started getting more comfortable with each other.

"So how you feeling Aaliyah?" Trey asked, keeping his eyes on the road but his attention was on her.

"I feel tired as hell, my throat and my back hurts so bad." She expressed to Trey , expecting for him to at least apologize for going way too fast or at least feel sorry.

His lips curled into a grin, "Oh so you felt it, huh? The way I—" Trey started before being interrupted by Aaliyah, who had a pout on her face. Taking a glance back at her, he laughed. He was not serious at all.

"Stop playin' wit me, ion play that." Aaliyah interrupted him, she was serious when she said she didn't want to bring up the previous night.

"Okay mama, my bad my bad." He spoke softly, chuckling a bit. Aaliyah playfully rolled her eyes at the nickname , she thought it was actually kind of cute.

"But fr I wanna know like what's up withchu Aaliyah?" Trey asked curiously, he wanted to know more about this girl, he seemed interested in her as a person.

"Well I've been focusing more on my school life lately , going to university and studying to get my degree." Aaliyah explained to Trey , to him she seemed very passionate about this.

"What's your major?" Trey questioned her, keeping his hands firmly on the wheel as he continued to drive through the streets of Atlanta.

"Business , I've been studying mostly marketing and advertising." She explained to him.

He nodded as he continued to listen to her speak. "Nah but fa'real, you getting yo self together and that's good."

The duo then continued their conversation throughout the car ride, she found her self getting a little bit easy with him.

Eventually the two of them make it to the front of Aaliyah's friends house as the car comes to a halt. He puts the car in park mode and lowers the music in the car.

"Alright, we here Aaliyah." Trey turns his body in her direction. She nodded as she began to grab her bag from beside her leg.  He then passed her phone back to her.

Aaliyah toke her phone from his hand and began to speak. "..I just wanted to say, thank you for the ride Trey." A small smile tugged her face as she placed her bag on her lap.

"Yeah, No problem Aaliyah." Trey replied, a hint of  tensity washed over but he just shrugged it off. If he was being completely honest he was feeling sum type of way but it was a one time thing in his mind.

He didn't know why he felt like this knowing that he had done similar things to other girls without feeling like this, so why was this happening?

Trey watched as Aaliyah began to get ready to leave his car. Grabbing her things along with her phone, and keys, she opened the door.

"Wait Aaliyah—" He uttered, stopping the girl from fully leaving the car. "Hm?" Aaliyah turned around looking back at him as she questionably hummed back.

"Can I get yo number before you go?" He didn't know why he'd asked her this question knowing that she'd felt shaken by everything that had happened, but he'd just felt the need to.

"Yeah that's fine." Aaliyah didn't find the harm is giving this guy whom she meet the day prior her number but it wasn't like she was going to catch feelings, Right?

Trey picked up his phone from his lap, soon unlocking it for her to put the number in. He passed it over to her, taking it from him she added her digits in.

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━━━━━━━━━━━━END OF CHAPTER TWO.

A/N- hey guys 🫣 sorry for the dry ass chapter , bare with me , trust it gets better 🙏🏿
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