14
"Bye Ms.Alsina." I whispered as she wrapped me in her arms. Me and August have spent about two weeks with his mother now and I had no desire to go back to our lives. Being around her brought back those memories of how simple and fun things once were. I loved hearing the crazy childhood stories she had to tell that I had heard so many times before and the way the kids seemed to brighten up August's day each time they were around. Sadly all good things come to an end and August decided it was time to go back to Nola since he had a business to run along with other responsibilities.
"Baby you know you can call me mama." She grinned, releasing me from her grip. "Keep my boy out of trouble for me please. He needs someone constantly nagging him and since I'm down here I can't be the one to do it anymore." She joked.
"I'll make sure to keep an eye on him."
"I talked to him earlier. He loves you. I won't let him do anything to mess it up. again. You won't be leaving us again." She whispered. Little did she know that our relationship is already falling apart. I guess their talk didn't include him informing her about the constant fights we've been having during the past few months, or the fact that he's been sneaking around with some random female. But if he didn't want to tell her I wouldn't either. "Next time I get a visit I want it to be from all of you. And another visit better be soon!" She shouted so August, who was saying his goodbye to the kids, could hear.
"It will be ma, I promise!" He yelled back.
"Bye auntie A." His nieces said in unison as they all came over to give me hugs.
The hour long plane ride was once again shared in silence. I just sat awake processing the events of the past two weeks. Me and August have managed to go without fighting but I know that the peace and serenity won't last for to long. The only thing that kept us from going at each others necks during the past week is that he's grieving. He's process of grieving went by faster than expected though. His anger stage occurred first, with him destroying his office. Along with him ordering everyone to find whoever pulled the trigger. Denial and isolation come next, interfering with the anger stage and making its way to Houston for a short period of time. Bargaining happened briefly, him only questioning what would've happened if he had been there to stop whoever did it. Depression lasted the longest, yet it only went on for a week and a half. Finally acceptance came, but I could still sense the depression lingering in his orientation. Plus he's still distancing himself from me.
"Where are we going August?" I asked, looking out the window at the surroundings that didn't resemble our way home. He was riding through unfamiliar territory, the venue looking like a high classed white neighborhood. He didn't respond, just continued to drive, his eyes locked onto the road.
He didn't speak up again until we came to a stop. I looked out the window to be greeted with a beautiful three story house. It was freshly painted black and white, fresh cut lawn, and attached garage. On the lawn stood an for sale sign, followed with an open house one.
He got out of the car and opened my door for me. Taking me hand in his as he led me inside. The interior was even more beautiful than the outside. Other couples filled the house so our presence didn't stir up any commotion. Walking around the house I was able to take in all the beauty it had. The freshly polished wooden floors accented the bright white walls. After taking a look around the four bedroom, two bathroom home I was in love. The huge rooms along with the pool that resigned in the backyard was only topped off the amazing residence.
"You like it?" He asked as soon as we got to the car.
"Why'd you show me this?" I asked, looking out the window, continuing admiring the home. It couldn't possibly be that he wants to move here, not with all the bullshit we've been going through. Plus the house was way to expensive for him to afford.
"Why else would I be showing you it? You like it or not?"
"I love it."
"It could be ours, if you want it to be." He mumbled.
"Can you even afford this?"
"Don't worry about it, if you want it it's yours." He insisted. I looked back up at the gorgeous house. Of course I wanted it, it was magnificent. Everything from the wooden floors to the marble countertops screamed buy me, yet I couldn't bring myself to say yes because at the moment I don't see me and August continuing our relationship for much longer.
"I'll have to sleep on it." I mumbled, leaning my head back up against the window. That was the last thing said in until me reached the apartment.
When we walked in he plopped down on the couch and I went to the kitchen to get a snack. Choosing an apple, I turned back to August who was taking a call.
"Hello." He uttered into the phone. The person on the other line must've needed him because he gave me a stale look before getting up from the table. "Yeah I'll be there in a second." He whispered, before hanging up.
"Who was that?" I interrogated.
"No one." He mumbled as he put a hoodie on and slipped into his shoes.
"Why are you lying, if it's her then you can just tell me, there's no reason to lie." I said, referring to his baby mother.
"If I am going to see her then I'll go see her. I'm so tired of you tryin' pull this Lalia shit on me like you wasn't just all up on the nigga Trey. Like you don't be doing me dirty, like I'm dumb and don't know what's going on. Goin out on dates with that nigga, kissin all up on that nigga. Makin me look like a damn fool 'cuz my girl is out with a nigga that ain't me. Then you try to argue with me like you ain't creepin on me. I ain't the only one in the wrong, so don't try turnin this shit on me." He spat. Him pulling Trey into the argument made me snap, trying to act like my harmless kiss with Trey was actually the same as what he's doing with Lalia. My kiss is nothing compared to his infidelity.
Fed up with everything he had to say, I walked into the bedroom, receiving a stack of papers. Upon returning to the leaving room I dropped the papers on the coffee table in front of him. "What's this?" He questioned, glancing at the papers.
"I've been looking for places recently. This is the lease for the place I found. I'll be out by next week." I informed, shifting my weight on one foot, something I always do when I'm anxious. His eyes darted from the lease back to me as he processed what I had said.
"You movin out on me? For real?" He asked, I gave a nod to respond.
"So what? We get in a few lil bitch fights and you walk out on me? Where you gon go? You don't got no job or money. You know we just gonna fight today then get over it tomorrow so why you tryna pull this movin out shit?" He growled.
"It's not a stunt or some little game. I can't live in a house with someone who treats me like shit." I spat.
"Treat you like shit?! I just took you home to meet my fam, just took you with me to look for houses and you just gonna move out! Got my kid out here calling you mommy. All I fucking do is try to make you happy and this is how you thank me!"
I let out a fake chuckle at how he failed to mention that he's been cheating in his little rant. "You left out that your cheating. Remember when you said why would King cheat when he had me waiting at home? Now your doing the same exact thing as him."
"Don't compare me and that nigga. I wouldn't ever do no foul shit like knockin up ya best friend and sleepin with ya mom."
"But you'll do some foul shit like fucking someone who ain't me. The fact that your cheating still has the same effect. I can't just sit around and take that shit from you anymore. You treat me like I'm not your girl but some broad that's just around to please you and I'm not. Your never home. All you do is spend you days at the trap. I barely ever see you and when I do you push me to the side and act like I don't exist. I miss having a boyfriend who's actually there, one that doesn't blow me off to go sell drugs."
"You wanna know why I spend all my time makin drops?"
"Yea I do."
"Because I've been saving up for that house we just looked at and," He paused as he scrambled through his pants, pulling out a black box. "I've been saving up for this." He threw the box my way, inside sat a beautiful engagement ring. The diamond resting in the middle was huge and glistened, my reflection seen clearly through it. Seeing it made me feel dreadful, but it didn't reverse the decision I already made. "I was gonna give it to you, but I thought it was too soon. Good thing I waited."
"August you don't understand-"
"What's to under-"
"I don't wanna be with you anymore." I admitted. Ever since Ace was introduced I've been reconsidering our relationship. The two of us are way to young to waste time fighting and arguing when we can just end it all together. Not only am I tired of the lying, the late nights, and the strong possibility of him cheating, but I'm fed up with sleeping in our bed alone. I tried the empty threats of leaving but that showed no results so it was time to follow through.
The two of us have history and I love him but I can't spend my life giving everything I want to a man that doesn't want me. I want someone who will give me their upmost attention and it's clear that that someone isn't August. Mel's unexpected death managed to delay my decision but I couldn't go on procrastinating any longer. I finally made the decision to end what we have. If he wants to treat me like shit then I'm gonna walk away from it all together. "It's over."