Shh! - Love & War™

Tired of Waiting (Part I)

Tyga POV

"I love you." August said. "Um..." I say not knowing what to do. "What do you mean?" He says. "I do love you. It's just that...-" I say getting cut off. "It's just what?" He asks impatiently. "I do love you but I - I can't be with you." I say truthfully. "What are you trying to say?" He asks getting frustrated with me. "What im trying to say is, I can't be with someone who constantly hurts me." I said truthfully. "Hurt you? I never hurt you at all. I may have cheated once. That's it." He defended. "August do you know what you put me through?! Your dad raped me, your dad killed my father, you even raped me! Don't say you never hurt me you did. You fucking liar! I wished we never met!" I say breaking down.  "You act like I wasn't there when my dad raped you. He did it to me plenty of times. Do you think I chose my parents? And can you stop saying I raped you. That shit isn't funny. But you know what? I'm sorry that you're the one that wanted me in the first place." He spat back. As he opened the droor reaching for what I thought was a gun. But instead simply a bag from Jared. Tossing the bag behind him and onto the floor. As he left the room angry. I went to pick up the bag. I took out the box and the receipt. I looked at the price of the ring. He paid $4,000 just to give me a ring! I opened the box to view the ring. It was beautiful it even had my name and our anniversary date engraved on it. A note was attached on the bottom of the box.

“ Dear Michael,

Starting when we first met at the 7-11 November , 9th, 2014. The moment I laid eyes on you I couldn't get you out of my head. I know we've been through a lot in this short time period. That other day you made me happier than that day  was on December, 20th , 2014. But I want to remember this date as the most important day.

- Love
You're Future Husband ”

By the end of reading that note it had me in tears. I was now regretful of everything I said to him earlier. I placed the note on the dresser as I smiled to myself. I looked around the room for my stuff. I found the clothes I came here with. My shirt was soaked with dried blood. I grab my phone not trying to think of what happened. I slid my phone screen to unlock it. It opened up my gallery. I don't remember there being a video recorded. I pressed the play button as my eyes lit up at what I saw. After the kids finished talking. August was reciting some of the poems I wrote.

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The thing everyone's been waiting for in the next chapter. So stay tuned. Hope you enjoy.