**** Nate's house in m/m. And I posted a video of someone trying to be like Aug in interviews. Does he have him down or nah?****
AUGUST P.O.V.
“Why you been ghost on me?” Stacy sat in front of me. We were at a table in the library.
“Just didn’t feel like dealing with nobody.” I continued to read my Chemistry book.
“Is that right? So what was that Instagram video you posted the other day about?”
“Me and my niggas were in the club having fun.” I gave her a face like stop asking me questions.
“So what was Amber’s post about, talking about Goodbye?”
“I don’t know and quite frankly don’t give a fuck. If you wanna know ask her.” I snapped.
“You know what, I’m not dealing with this today. Enjoy your day asshole.” She snatched my book, threw it on the floor, got up and left.
I watched her walk out of the library and I palmed my face. Me and Amber had went through shit before, but nothing like this. I admit I was wrong.
I should’ve controlled my temper at the benefit, yes. But I wasn’t the only one wrong in this. How does she think it feels for me to see the same nigga who kissed my woman? Am I supposed to just sit there and let this nigga think its okay? That we good? Nah, nigga we not good.
If I feel a certain type of way, I have to act on that. I can’t be fake. That ain’t me. So I wasn’t going to sit up there and let this nigga disrespect me, by letting him think its okay to make passes at my woman.
And I was 500% wrong for calling her out her name. It was stupid and I wasn’t really thinking. I was just reacting to when she said she wasn’t moving with me. Like fareal? All the shit we been through and you gon just give up on me like that?
And then me being arrested just made it worst. Me and Sev went back to her crib, and although I wanted to have sex with her, my mind and heart just wouldn’t let me do it. When it got too heated I put an end to it and left. And just my luck, I got pulled over.
I told Cha not to call Amber, one because I was mad. Two, because I was embarrassed. Here I am again, in a position where Amber has to save me. It just wears on your pride. I was only mean yesterday because I didn’t want to show any weakness.
I wanted her to know that I wasn’t the only one who did wrong, she was wrong too. And it back fired. I was expecting her to snap like that. I was expecting her to do the usual, you know, be calm about everything.
And when I saw her cry it just broke me man. There aren’t even enough words to describe how much Amber means to me. I’m young man. I haven’t really had a lot of experience in relationships. Serious ones ya know. I’m learning and sometimes I fuck up. I don’t mean too. But I do.
But I never want to fuck up so bad that I hurt someone who means the world to me. I gotta go fix this. I gotta go fix this. I packed up my stuff and went to Amber’s house.
I didn’t want to ring the doorbell, because I knew she wasn’t going to open it. It was Saturday and I didn’t know when she was going to come out, or if she was going to come out at all. But I decided to take a gamble and wait on her doorstep until she did.
I waited for about an hour, when the door opened and she came out.
I stood up.
“Can I talk to you for a minute?” I asked as she was locking the door.
