"Latch"

Growing Pains

It's been two days since Shawn abused me and I was still feeling like shit.

I had no appetite, I looked a mess, I haven't gone outside for air... I barely even used my phone. I just didn't want to be bothered.

I couldn't avoid everything and everyone for long, especially not my family and not even August being that I was still his assistant and had work to take care of.

I definitely had to pull myself together and get back on track... but not before I did what was best and check on myself first.

I was periodically experiencing sharp pain in my pelvic and abdominal area after the incident, so that morning I called my primary care doctor to ask him if I could go for a walk-in.

I looked in the bathroom mirror as I brushed my frizzy hair back into a ponytail.

The swelling on my face had went down, but the bruise underneath my eye and the scratch near my mouth was still noticeable.

I wasn't in the mood to apply makeup, just for a doctor's visit at that, but I did anyway and threw a pair of shades on.

I got to the clinic and sat in the waiting area until my name was called.

I had to keep in mind that it was a walk-in and not an appointment because it seemed like 10 people had seen the doctor before me.

The soap opera that was showing on their television wasn't making it any better. It was only making me more bored and sleepy by the minute.

I took a picture of the tv, the waiting area, and a selfie and made a collage of the three pics to post on Instagram with the caption "Waiting in this boring ass doctor's office! #WhatIsLife #CanTheyAtLeastPutOnSomeMusicVideos #IHopeTheyDontGiveMeANeedle lol #INeedToGetOuttaHere #ImStarvin!"

My likes and comments notifications soon came in.
-- @MylaPetty: I know u saw    my missed call!
-- ME: Shut up! My ringer was off @MylaPetty
-- @JennyFromTheBlock: u okay pookie?
-- @AugustAlsina: hope everything gud, hmu when u get da chance!

I rolled my eyes at August's comment just because.
-- ME: im fine pookie @JennyFromTheBlock
-- @MylaPetty: &y u at the doc?
-- ME: umm cuz I had an appt for a checkup @MylaPetty
-- @MylaPetty: Oh. Imma text u. N dont be ignoring ^^^ @AugustAlsina lol
-- ME: smh byeeeee! Get off my post @MylaPetty

I got off of Instagram once Myla sent me a text message.

I had told her the night before that me and Shawn got into a fight, but I didn't exactly go into detail of what really happened. If she knew what he did, she probably would've tried fighting him herself.

(August's POV)

I sat in the studio that morning, while vibing to my own song, "Heavy", and smoking a blunt.

Other than using the studio for business and making my music, it was like a lil getaway. A peace of mind, a free vacation where I didn't have to deal with luggage and people.

"Yo' girl lookin' good! Damn you know she mean bruh... Soon as I make my move, you know she gon' leave ya! Let's not make her choose, cuz she's not that confused... I know that it's me she want and you know too- no need to front..."

I sang along and bopped my head to the beat as it kinda reminded me of Melanie and our situation.

I was over my childish silent treatment with her, but I guess she was done paying me any mind since she ignored me on Instagram.

Ever since we got back from New Orleans, I just kept telling myself to leave shit as it is and let her live her life with her boyfriend like she was doing before we met.