20. *My Heart My Mind--part two

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Rita P.O.V

The car just looked so familiar.

As I ran towards the car I opened the door and seen Chris!

I grabbed him and tried my best to lift him out the car.

Once he was out I walked towards the other side of the road.

I sat down with him in my arms.

My eyes started to tear up and my throat felt dry.

"Chris... I'm sorry." I whispered, as I kissed his cheek.

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August P.O.V

I walked into the kitchen and seen Bre eating some chicken.

"Bre, gimme sum."

She turned around and looked at me.

"Boy you know damn well that I'm not go give you none!"

I walked over to her and wrapped my arms around her waist.

She sat the chicken in her plate and wrapped her arms around my neck.

I pecked her lips twice then looked her in her eyes.

She stared back, so I leaned closer to her and lowered my hands to her ass.

She lowered my head closer to hers and kissed my lips.

I removed my hands from her ass slowly and grabbed the plate of chicken.

I moved from the kiss and walked out the kitchen.

As I sat down on the couch I herd Bre stomping into the living room.

"Auggie! Hand me my food back!!" She demanded.

I jumped a little as if I was scared.

"Oh here."

She walked towards me as I held the plate towards her.

As soon as she tried to grab the plate, I brought it back to me and held it close.

"YEET!!"

She chuckled.

"You think you cute? Don't chu?"

I gasped and covered my mouth with my hand.

"Now Bre. You know dat I don't think dat I'm cute! I know that I'm steak!"

She chuckled.

"You the package." She said lowly as she sat on my lap.

She wrapped her arms around me and looked at my lips.

"Baby-"

I cut her off.

"Bre you now dat you ain't getting yo chicken back."

"No I don't want the chicken no more."

She kissed my cheek then smirked.

"Ight. Wait till I eat dis food."

"Please August! I need my chicken back! I'll do anything!" She whined.

I smirked then gave a chicken.

Once the plate was empty, I picked her up hostile and brought her upstairs.

"I hate you." She said.

I dropped her on her butt and covered my heart.

"Damn. Hurtful."

She chuckled then smacked me.

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