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|Next Weeks|
Every since that night at my house with Marcus, I've been avoiding the shit out of August. I'm pretty sure he's doing the same, since the last time we "talked", he made himself clear he don't fuck with me.
Walking up the stairs to my apartment with Liyah's car seat in my hand, I got my keys ready. Stepping up onto the last step, my heart race.
"What are you doin' here?" I asked nervous as fuck.
"I came ta talk." August mumbled.
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"August you can't be here." I looked over my shoulder a little paranoid.
"Look Ni-"
"No no you have to go August."
I looked over my shoulder making sure no one was watching us.
"Nikki-"
"No you have to go!" I cut him off.
Getting a little angry at him because he wasn't listening to me. Unlocking my door I quickly walked in, seating Liyah's car seat on the couch.
"August you have to go." A tear fell down my cheek.
"Beybeh why yah cryin'?" He shut the door.
"You said I fucked your life up right?! So why you keep comin' around me. You must enjoy see me get fucked huh?" I laughed sarcastically.
"Wad?" He looked at me as if I lost my mind. "Wad yah talkin' bout Nikki?"
"Doesn't matter." I sighed "August you makin' my life more of a livin' hell every second you are here, so can you just go please!!" I begged.
"Not til we talk!" He grabbed my arm making me wince.
He frowned pulling the sleeve of my jacket up.
"August stop!" I tried backing up.
"He did dis shit ta yah arm?" Not saying anything thing I looked away from him.
Grabbing my face he gently turned my head making me look at him. Taking his thumb he licked it before rubbing it underneath my eye smearing the makeup.
"August d-"
"Wad he say ta you?"
"August-"
"Wad he say ta you?" He repeated threw gritted teeth.
"If I talk to you he gonna do more damage than just this black eye." I broke down.
Pulling me into his chest he hugged.
"August I can't do this no more!" I wrapped my arms around him.
"I know I know." He rest his chin on the top of my head. "Y'all stayin' wit me ta'nigh' ight?"
"Okay." I didn't bother to arguing with him.
Letting me go, I walked to the back packing Liyah and I things.
>>>>
"Where you goin'?" I asked August as I watched him change clothes.
"Somewhere." He looked at me threw his dresser mirror.
"August do-"
"Ain't shit yah can say ta change a nigga mind, so save dat shit."
I got quite not knowing what to say, closing my eyes I tried going to sleep. A few minutes later I felt the bed dip, and August's chains rubbed against my chest as he hovered over me.
"What?" I spoke softly not opening my eyes.
"I'm sawrra' beybeh." He leaned down kissing me. "Fo' everythin'." He kissed me again.
"Stop."
"Foreal." August rolled over onto the bed. "A nigga ain't mean ta say all dat shit last time we talked. I was jus' mad dat nigga got me put out."
"I told you not to fight him." I muttered.
"Shut up I know." He mumbled rubbing my side. "Imma protect you and Liyah no matta' wad, don't matta' who it is." He closed his eyes.
"August." I whispered.
"Wad?" He peeked down at me.
"Mmh nevermind." I shook my head lightly, biting my lip.
"Yah suha'?" I nodded my head yea. "Ight." He clapped his hands making the lights go off.
