*Mariah ring in MM*
*Houston*
Mariah POV:
When I wake up, I'm in tha happiest mood. And Aug was gentle like he said would be. I needed tha D. I could tell he needed ta release. Ion have my birth control in yet, so he used a condom. But I'm glad my PT and doctor said it was okay. Dat was tha best birthday I eva had. When I push my hair back, I rub Aug's arms and scratch his head. I figured why not relax befoe my physical therapy session. I got a few weeks left of dat then I'll be done
August: "Dat feels good" He said wit his eyes closed
I giggle and he puts his face in my neck and kisses my jawline
August: "I could lay like dis all day"
Me: "You're such a big beybe"
August: "I'm your big beybe though"
Me: "*giggles* I can't argue wit dat. And thank you fa last night, babe. It was really special. You made me cry happy tears"
August: "You'ont have ta tell me thank you. You deserved dat. Plus dats what I was aimin' fa. Na...I almost passed out"
I laugh and slowly shake my head
August: "*chuckles* I'm fa'real. But I didn't. I'm glad you said yes"
Me: "Of course I would. Why wouldn't I? I do love you, Anthony. You do mean tha world ta me, ya know..."
He looks in yes
August: "And you love me no matta what?"
Me: "No matta what" I said lookin' in his eyes
August: "Good cuz uh. I wanna tell you what chu been askin' bout..."
FINALLY!
August POV:
I'm happy Riah enjoyed ha birthday. It started and ended on a good note. I'm still pissed off at Miracle. She's gonna regret what tha fuck she did. But, I needa tell Riah bout what she askin' bout. She has waited long enough...
Me: "Ion want chu ta see me differently. Or think I would put chu in any situation like dat cuz I won't...."
She raises ha eyebrow
Me: "*sighs* I have a slight...issue...dat I've been dealin' wit. And dat issue is within myself"
Mariah: "What kinda issue?"
Me: "Like...anger issue..."
Mariah: "I've always said you had one. Dats not-"
Me: "Nah Riah. Legit anger issues. I used ta take medication fa it"
She looks thrown off by dis. Like she wants ta ask questions, but she's not
Me: "Befoe I met chu...it was really bad. My ex...she had ta deal wit tha outcome of my anger"
Mariah: "What chu mean outcome?"
Me: "I uhhh..."
I'm tryna figure out how ta say dis without ha spazzin'
Mariah: "Aug?"
Me: "I...used ta beat ha"
Ha eyes got big. She stared at me wit ha mouth open
Me: "Yea. *sighs* It was really bad. I would juss black out. I couldn't control it. She would be hit a lot cuz of my anger...."
Mariah: "Why-What-"
Me: "When my brotha died...it got worse. So it got worse fa ha ta deal wit. She cheated on me. It pissed me off. Got into an argument dat day. Tha last thang I did ta ha was push ha off of me and she hit tha floor hard as fuck. I had stopped takin' my medication fa it and started smokin' weed. Tha weed kept me calm. So dats why it's always tha first thang I reach fa. And I thought I had it unda control. I kept my stress down. I've learned ta have patients. But recently...it's like it's slowly comin' back. Dats why I apologized ta you fa what I did. I knew I really wasn't myself when I grabbed you like dat and said what I said. When I calmed down, I felt automatic guilt..."
