Milan
It's been three month since we've been on this island. I can't express how overjoyed I am to be back with my love. Although it's so much shit still left unanswered, I'm not stressing none of it, eventually things will be brought to the light.
"Baby wanna go walk on the beach?" August asks walking inside the room. "I actually don't feel well. Wanna just lay in bed with me?" I ask rubbing my forehead. "What's wrong with you?" August asks sitting on the bed. "I think I'm getting Armani's cold." I say sniffling. I've been laying here all day. I got one time to eat breakfast this morning and dinner earlier but that's it.
"Or pregnant?" I mug the fuck outta him. "Get out." He laughs. "Just saying baby." He's been trying so hard to impregnate my ass since we got here. I guess it's his way of dealing with Duchess and Prince but I'm just not there yet. I really don't know if I'll ever be there again.
"Not happening babe." He gets under the covers and snuggles up next to me, "It could. I don't want Princess to be the only child."
I sigh, "She wasn't. But I get it." I grab his hand and place his arm around me. "Shit is still so unreal." He says. "I know." I say hoping this conversation is over. I'm not pregnant and I'm not have any children anytime soon and that's that. I definitely would rather not speak on Duchess or Prince. "Yeah but you can't not talk about it Milan." He says as if he read my mind.
"August I know." I say casually. "Alright... You know it's killing me I ain't able to put in no work or shit." I laugh, "Trappaholic." He smiles, "Yea you know."
"How you been doing it before we got here?" I ask. "I haven't which is why I'm about to go bananas up in this bitch."
"But what if we have to stop permanently?" I ask. The thought of stopping has been on my mind this entire time we've been here. "And do what?" He asks looking at me like I'm crazy. "Live like normal people." I say laughing. "I don't know bout all that."
I shake my head. "I don't want Armani to grow up in this."
"You could've stayed with Cartier ass then." He says laughing but I don't find it so funny. "August." I say sternly. He stops laughing and looks at me. "Baby you can't be serious. You grew up in it and turned out fine."
"Are you August or Andrew right now? Which one was really there's while I grew up? I watched my mother die and I killed my father but I grew up fine. No emotional issues at all. Because it's normal as fuck to know how to run a damn trap house before being ten years old. Nigga please."
"Milan shit happened the way it was suppose to. We ain't gone let nothing crazy happen to Armani and how ever many other children we have." I sigh rolling over as my phone begins to ring which is odd because last time I checked it I didn't get service out here.
"Hello?"
"Milan where are you?"
"Who is this?" I ask.
"You know who this is Milan please don't insult me. It's your fucking sister. Where the fuck are you?" I hang up sitting the phone back down. "Who was that?" August asks. "Shatarah."
"How did that call even come through?" He asks. "I have no idea August." It's a light knock on our door, it's probably Armani. "Come in." August says. "Daddy uncle Micah said something's been breached." August hops up fast as fuck and dashes out the room.
"Mommy what does breached mean?" Armani asks trying to get in bed. "Um," I have no idea how to explain this to a four year old. "It's like when something has been compromised." Compromised, as if she knows what that means. "I don't get it." She says just as I suspected she would. I laugh.
"It's when someone breaks in to something."
"Like it a stranger comes into the house without permission?" She asks finally getting on the bed. "Yes." She lays next me, "So what do we do if that happens?"
"We protect ourselves."
"With a gun?" I shake my head. She shouldn't even be knowing what a gun is. "If it comes to it." I answer honestly.
"Uncle Andrew said he's going to teach me how to use one when I'm bigger."
"Your uncle Andrew isn't stupid."
"What I do?" Andrew asks what into the room. "You aren't teaching my daughter how to use a gun when she gets older."
He laughs, "Man Micah and Aug was the ones talking about needing new weapons and lil mama said she wanted to know how to use one. I said when she got older." I believe that entire conversations did happened but no, not happening. August walks back inside the room. "But mommy I want to know so I can protect us too."
"Man I thought it gone get real for a second. We all good though.... You don't have to protect anything little girl, that's my job." Aug says sitting on the bed. "But mommy did it while you weren't there."
"Okay and?" He says as Andrew leaves us to our discussion. "If mommy can do it, I can too."
"You just go play with your dolls and let us worry about all the protecting, okay?"
"Alright daddy." She gets down off the bed. "I'm going to go see if Amber can fix my hair before I go to bed." I laugh as Amrani shuts the door. "She's me all over again." I groan. "What you mean?"
"You know I was always into the trap shit and didn't wanna hear a no when it came to doing something with it."
"She's 4 bae."
"And I was six when I wanted to whip up cocaine in a kitchen.... We can't keep doing this... Being a part of this lifestyle."
"Milan we're going to be fine. She's a curious little girl. Ion think she has any serious intentions or interest in using a gun."
"August I was curious and it grew. You sounded exactly like my father telling her to go play with her dolls."
"Damn really?" He asks. I nod my head yes. "Well damn but my point is she has lil girl things to worry about, not protecting us." He says.
"Granted I know that but leaving needs to be considered."
He groans laying back in bed. "Milan."
"Don't act like it wouldn't kill me too." I say rolling my eyes. "Do I get more children if we leave?" I suck my teeth, "Conversation over."
He laughs sitting his head in the crook of my neck. "Why?" He asks. "Because I'm done talking about it." He starts kissing on my neck and it's more irritating than it's intended purpose. "August."
"What girl?" He says. "Stop kissing me. I don't feel good. You aren't helping anything." He raises his head up and kisses my lips. "Stop whining." I roll my eyes at him. "Can you get me some medicine?"
"Maybe, what I get?"
"Baby please chill. Just get me some medicine."
"You so rude and grumpy." He gets up out the bed. He walks out the room. "Milan!" Amber sings walking into the room. "What's up girl?"
"So it's a party this weekend on the other side of the island. We might as well get out and about since we'll be here for a well."
"I guess girl." I say not having a clue what I'm getting myself into. I don't know these people and they don't know me either. Maybe we can get our men to come out with us. We haven't had a date night in a while so this could be fun. "Cool. Me and Jae have plans on going shopping Friday, you should come too."
"Sounds good." August walks back inside the room. "What's up Amber?" He passes me the medicine. "Can you open it?" I ask him. "What's up August? Well I've leave you two alone see y'all later."
"Here rudeness." He passes me the pill. "Thank you baby." I pop the pill back and gulp down some juice. "Mhm." He mumbles. "What's your problem?"
"Nothing Milan."
"Nothing? Okay."
"Okay."
"August."
"Yes Milan?"
"I love you."
"I love you too." I smile putting his arm over me. "Night bae." He gets comfortable next to me. "Good night rude ass."