[August]
Afta talkin' ta' Amber da otha day. I promised ta' talk to E about Jess & she ain't forgot about it eitha. She text me every damn day askin' if I talked ta' him yet. So today is da day I talk ta' him so she'll leave me da hell alone bout dis shit. He supposed ta be comin' by da crib today but his ass late. He need ta hurry up. I gotta go see Amber lata on.
The front door opened & followed wit a slam.
"Wassup bitch!"
"Muthafucka if you EVER, slam my door like you stupid, I swea I'll beat your ass.", I threatened. I was serious.
"Well maybe you should lock ya damn door sometimes."
"Shut da fuck up & sit down.", I groaned. He gettin' on my damn nerves already & he ain't been hea fa' 5 minutes. He sat down on da couch in front of me & sighed deeply like somebody was killin' him.
"Man whatchu wanted.", he readjusted the hat on his head.
"When da last time you spoke ta' Jess?", I asked gettin' straight ta' da point.
"A couple days ago."
"Hmm. What y'all talk bout?", I asked. He looked at me funny then laughed ta hisself while shakin his head.
"I ain't dumb. I already know that snob ass shrink done told you bout me & Jess. So Imma tell you once, stay out my damn business.", he said.
I looked behind me, on the floor & under the pillows.
"What the hell you doing?", he asked.
"I lookin' fa' somebody else cuz I know you not talkin' ta me."
"Ain't nobody else in this bitch but me & you.", he said raisin' his voice a lil too much fa my likin'.
"Let me break dis shit hea down fa ya. Real nice & slow. Na fuck that ain't nothin' nice fa what I'm bouta say. You need ta grow da fuck up. You know damn well if you fuck anybody there is a chance they can get pregnant, even wit protection! Dat shit ain't rocket science. She a friend of somebody I'm workin' with fa my album which is how I feed my family so it is my fuckin' business. What you told dat damn girl is uncalled fa'! You think a girl like ha will trap your stupid ass on purpose?! She ain't no fuckin $5 hoe off da street. Baby girl make more money than you. Hell probably me too! She don't need shit from you! Regardless, if you in da child life or not, dea will be somebody who will be more than happy to be in Jess life & da baby's. You real fucked up man.",
"Man you don't know shit!", he yelled.
"I know a fuckin enough! Damn near made da girl commit suicide witcho stupid ass."
His entire face look like he got punched by da Hulk.
"S-she didn't succeed, did she?", he stuttered.
"Nah. Lucky Amber got dea before she could bleed to fuckin' death."
"Damn man. I just wanted to fuck wit no strings attached."
"Well apparently, she did too. You not da only one scared. Y'all need ta' talk."
"Imma swing by later on today."
"Good. Now get da fuck out. I got somewhere ta be.", I stood up puttin' my phone in my pocket & grabbin my keys.
"Well damn. Just kick me out." He stood up & walked towards da front door.
"Aye, e?", I called right before he could open da door & walk out.
"Was-", I decked him dead in his shit befo' he could finish what he was sayin'.
"What the fuck man?!! Fuck you punch me fa?", he groaned.
"I ain't forget whatchu said bout Amber. She ain't do shit ta you! She far from bein' a snob. She lookin' out fa' a friend & havin' mo' balls than you eva had by steppin' up in that child life. Keep my girl name outcho fuckin' mouth. Now STEP!", I yelled, pointin' out da door.
[Amber]
Knock! Knock! Knock!
"Coming!", I yelled before running downstairs to open the door. I know it's nobody but August. When I go to the door, I was about to look through the peep hole but I'm not going to waste my time because I know I'm too short.
"Who is it?", I asked.
"Me."
"Me who?", I giggled. I love doing that just to annoy him.
"Come on Amber. Open da door.", he complained.
"Okay okay.", I opened the door, "Don't need to be such a baby."
"Whatever.", he grumbled, pushing past me. I locked the door before following him into the living room & sitting next to him.
"You're more grumpier than usual. What's wrong?", I asked.
"I talked ta' E today & let's just say it didn't go how I thought it would."
"What happened?"
"He was talkin' ta me like he was crazy. So disrespectful.", he mumbled the last part.
"Did he say if he was going to speak to Jessica?"
"Yeah.", he sighed, running his hand down his face but I noticed his knuckles were red, swollen & a little cut up.
"Oh my gosh, August. Your hand! What happened?", I asked.
"Shit happens.", he shrugged. I rolled my eyes at his response & stood up, grabbing his hand & dragging him upstairs.
I pulled him into my room & opened the bathroom door. "Sit", I pointed to the bed.
He looked at me with his eyebrow raised but I gave him a face that said, 'Don't try me'. He chuckled before sitting on the edge of the bed & watched me as I walked in the bathroom & washed my hands.
I came out with gauze, athletic tape, cotton balls, peroxide, & Neosporin & sat them on the nightstand
"Let me see your hand."
He gave me his hand & I really saw how nasty it was up close.
"August, what really happened?", I asked as I dabbed peroxide on a cotton ball & began cleaning his wound.
He winced a little before talking. "I punched him in his face." I looked at him & he seemed unfazed by it.
"Why'd you punch him?"
"Because he called you out yo name so I socked him in da face & tole him him ta' keep my girl name out his mouth & get out my house."
He just called me his girl. My insides just died!
His girl
His girl!
I kept quiet as I finished wrapping up his hand. After I was done, I put everything back where it belong & washed my hands again.
"Why you so quiet?", he asked breaking the silence.
"No reason.", I mumbled.
"It is a reason so tell me." He motioned me to come to him but I just stood in front of him.
"It's just that I could have possibly made you lose a friend. You didn't have to defend. It's okay.", I looked down at my polished toes & I also noticed that he didn't take his shoes off but Imma let that go. FOR NOW!
He sat me sideways on his knee & tilted my head up so I was looking directly in his eyes.
"You ain't ruin nothin' fa me. E is a different kind of friend. You have ta be violent wit him in order fa him to listen or undastand whatchu sayin'. You good & you don't deserve ta be talked down ta or disrespected. Aight?"
"Mkay.", I said quietly. He tapped me knee twice, telling me to get up. I stood up & watched him take his shoes off before sitting at the top of my bed & opened his arms.
"C'mere."
I climbed onto the bed & crawled into his arms & laid my head on his chest. Man he smells good!
"August?"
"Hmm."
"Did you realized what you called me earlier?", I asked.
"Nah what?"
"Y-you called me your girl.", I whispered.
It was quiet for a while. All I heard was his breathing & heart beat.
"Yeah. Is it a problem witchu?", he asked.
"Yes well no. I don't know. It's just that I never been in that type of situation before."
"You never had a boyfriend?", he asked.
I buried my face in his chest & nodded my head.
"That ain't nothin' to be ashamed of. It's cool tho'. Datin' ain't somethin' I do cuz I don't got da time fa it."
"I understand. But it's supposed to be just business with us."
"You like me?", he asked.
"Huh?"
"It's a 'yes' or 'no' question baby girl."
"Y-yes.", I stammered.
He lifted my head up by my chin before kissing my forehead.
"Aight then. That's all dat matter. Till that time comes for datin' then we'll figure it out. But fa' now let's just kick it, dat cool witchu?", he asked.
I nodded my head before cuddling closer to him.