Satisfaction Being. (FINISHED BOOK)

2.

Brooklyn

It had been the next morning and my face was fucked. Dylan hadn't came home yet so I was stuck here. I started a warm bath and put honey in the water and set up some candles. I cleaned up the blood from last night and put my hair into a ponytail. I then brushed my teeth and washed my face. Once I was done with that I slipped my worn out body into the tub. Flinching and Whimpering a little bit due to my cuts. Dylan use to Slap me or Kinda Punch me back in Houston but it was never this violent. As I sunk deep into my thoughts my Phone ringtone filled the room. It had been August.

"Hello?"
"Wazzam Brooklyn, How ya feelin?"
"I'm breathing so I guess I can't complain"
"How did yo night go?"

"He um came back. And well he um hurt me some more and told me that he was gon have someone come Kill you."

August then laughed. Which I was very confused Why.

"Why are you laughing?"
"I'm laughing at da fact you think I'm worryin'  bout dat niggah. Anyway I'm off today Can I come get you? We can go eat or something."

"I would love to August but my face. I don't think makeup could cover this."

"Ion care bout dat, just get ready."

Once we hung up I decided to speed up my relaxation progress faster so I could get out the house before he got home. I picked out one of my black sundresses so my body could atleast look good because I know my face doesn't. He had blacked one of my eyes and bruised my face bad. After getting dressed I rubbed vanilla lotion all over my body grabbing my house keys once August had pulled up as I was just finishing getting ready. Perfect timing.

Getting in the car I avoided looking him in the eye so I acted as if I was texting someone instead I was in my notes saying how dumb I look doing this.

"Let me see what he did ta ya ma?" August said grabbing my head turning it toward him.

"Damnnnnnnnn" He said.
"It's not even funny bro." I said while turning to look out the window.

"Baybeh I'm just joking. You still beautiful ta me. Now whea you wanna go?"

"Can we go to apple bees'?" I asked
He nodded his head and turned up the radio playing J.cole while he let the music take over him.

Once we pulled up he opened my door and the door to the Apple bees as we were approached by the hosts.

"Just you guys today?"
We both nodded.
"Okay booth or table?"
"Booth please." August replied.

After getting settled she came and got our drink orders and told us she would be back for our food order shortly.

"So you done wit em?" August said.
"He's all I know man. I know he didn't mean to do it as much as I wanna be mad I deserved it.

"You ain't fuckin' deserve dat bro. We ain't fuck, kiss or nun. Stop blamin' yo self Fa dat niggah."

"So If Yo Girl had a guy in your house you wouldn't be mad?"

"Dats not what im sayin' at all. I'a be mad but it's different ways ta go about dat kind of situation and him puttin' his hands on ya ain't coo."

Just as I was about to Reply the waitress came and took our order. I ordered what I usually get which is a 10 piece mild Wings with ranch and a coke and a side of fries.

Once we finished eating I pulled out my wallet and August stopped me.

"Whea I was raised, you'a get fucked up tryna have a lady pay Fa haself or fa ya. I got it ma, relax."