Special Chapter: Still Hurts

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So I have a few things to say.

Y'all notice Aug and Mel have either the same or similar shirt in the pic. I wonder if it's his shirt Aug got on?

Also someone told me on snap chat Trav said no crying or something like that. Not to say Trav isn't sad, he just shows it differently mainly humor, which I find interesting because i wrote him that way when he was dealing with Stac. So I guess I was on point. Lol

1. Thanks to my new reader GoldenGoddessR who pointed out the pic I used in "the right one" chapter of this book--- Amb posted to Instagram today. That is so freaky!!! That's the one with the movie theater in their back yard Aug set up for her. What are the freaking chances of that happening?

2. Man I re-read the last few chapters of Ready For Love (the first book in this series. Chpts 58-60) to see if I got the same chills as I did when Aug finds out Amb defended Mel's killer and I did. Y'all should re-read that to see how far they've come

3. I always wondered how Mel talked and Mama Shelia posted videos of him a while back. It was just crazy seeing him alive and hearing his strong accent. He seemed like such a joy to be around. Rip Melly-B.

4. I'm just so proud of Aug on the anniversary of his album. In this one year man. He accomplished so much, damn near died with that accident , came back to life and went harder. If he did all this in one year. I just know his future is going to be brighter than ever!!!

Alright enough talking. I dedicate this chapter to Mel's memory and y'all for holding me down. When I re-read book one, I couldn't believe how much support I received. Y'all are the best.

Love you guys!!!!

Amber POV-

I felt a rush of cold air pass over me as the sound of rain, and the smell of spring filled the bedroom.

I opened my eyes to the blinking clock which read 3:00 am. Darkness still hugged the sky and my husband was not next to me.

I looked to my left side toward the balcony and saw Aug on his knees with his head against the balcony bars. Water splattered on his head his head, soaking his hair and clothes.

I sighed. Today was April 15. They day was compacted with every important event in our lives.

My birthday. Oh God I turned 39. One year away from being a senior citizen.

Our fifth year wedding anniversary. This year was probably the hardest we ever had. So glad we made it this far.

But unfortunately for the happiness that 4/15 brought. That solemn date tatted on me and my husband's ring finger, brought more sorrow for him than I could imagine.

It was the birthday of his best-friend and older brother, who was gunned downed on a New Orleans street like an animal. And although they say time heals all wounds, this gash on my baby's heart still bled like it was a fresh wound.

Some years were better than others. It seemed like he rotated. Last year he handled it well. He got through the day without shedding a tear. Although the sadness as we celebrated my birthday and our union, he still wore upon his face.

But this year must've hit him hard. The re-surfacing over so many things that happened in his life.

The major being the bad memories of his step father. He said he never told Mel what happened, but he had a suspicion Mel found out somehow and held his step father at gun point and threatened him. Because August said the abuse stopped one day without warning. And Mel kept saying he wouldn't let anyone hurt him and if someone tried to let him know. Which lead him to believe Mel knew something.

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