chapter 21

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August drawing in the mm

August POV:

Lookin' at Charisma she was now sleep after she ate breakfast and watched a couple of movies.

I slipped out of her grip carefully not wantin' ta' wake her up knowin' she barely got any sleep last night.

Goin' into the livin' room I went and grabbed one of my sketch books from under the table. People had different outlets when they got emotional, drawing was mine.  To me art expressed emotions that words couldn't sometime. Nobody really knew I drew expect Trav, Unc and Dev.

Flipping the page to a brand new sheet I started on the idea that was in my head for the last couple of hours. Grabbing a fresh pencil and a blunt and went to drawin'

I don't know how long I been drawing until Trav started to call me making me put down my pencil looking down at my finish piece

"Wassam woe?" I answered the phone

"Waahnnn" He dragged out making me chuckle

"What you callin' me fa'." I asked him closing my book and putting it back under the table

"What you doin'?"

"Sketchin'." I mumbled he hummed in response

"You seen that shit that little Spanish broad you used ta' mess wit' put up on the gram?" He asked

I sighed this shit was gettin' outta hand maw lucky she pregnant or I woulda been off her dumb ass.

"Na I'm finna look na'." I said puttin' him on speaker so I could look at what she put up

" I said puttin' him on speaker so I could look at what she put up

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"Maw is really out'chea being reckless" He spook up

"Trav I'a-" I was cut off by Charisma screams "Yo T lemme holla back at you" I hung up the phone befo' he could respond and rushed up from the couch to my room seeing she was twisting and turning in her sleep.

"No! No! Stop!" She screamed

Shaking her so she could wake up "Char- Baybeh wake up" She jumped up out of sleep with she was almost hyperventilating with tears in her eyes

"Breath baybeh" I coached her and she did as I told her to do wit' tears rollin' down her face but I wiped them away "Everythin' gon' be okay" I hugged her as she continued to cry

"You wanna talk ta' me bout' it?" I asked her and she shook her head no as sniffled "Later?" she nodded in agreement

After a few minutes of sitin' like that

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