Struggle for love

Chapter 4

Logan's P.O.V

I haven't seen August in a couple days, but Jason doesn't bother me anymore...I wish August would be able to scare him into giving me back my iPod, because I get bored as hell now a days.......today's Sunday and I just decided to go walk nd look for August, I don't know I think he's cute, just a little mean....I still had his hoodie and that's what I wore, it was big on me, but keeps me really warm

I walked around and watched cars go by...then it started getting dark started walking back and I saw him, he was wearing all black, and he was giving someone something, I walked over and he made a double take looking at me

August: what are you doing here

Me: oh ya know just going to the park

August:*raises his eyebrow* the park? It's like 10 o'clock

Me: oh.....

August:*staring at me* you were looking for me weren't you ?

Me: no *looking away* not really

I looked back at him and he pulled one of the strings on the hoodie

August: you still wearin it

Me:*lightly smiles*

Someone else came and they exchanged something

Me: is this like your job

August: yeah

Me: *pulls hair out of my mouth* August

He was looking away and hesitated for a while to look at me

Me: do you like this job

August: na but you gotta do whatchu gotta do

Me: you don't have to do this I mean there's so many other jobs....like w(GCO)

August: what's my last name?

Me: what?

August: what's my last name

Me: I don't know

August: exactly you ont even know my last name but chu Finna stand here nd tell me what I should do wif my life

Me: I was just giving advice because you said you don't like it

August: *walking away* I don't need your fucking advice

Me:*walking with him* what's up with you nd this cursing....f this nd f that

August:*turns around* Logan just leave me alone.....nd go back to your good life

Me:*arch my eyebrows* good life *cross my arms across my chest* what makes you think I'm living a good life

August: you don't walk around with holy clothes, you have prefect white teeth, you never look bumish, nd your not bony you eat , so your not living that bad

Me:that just means I always brush my teeth and take a shower........what about you, you have nice smile your breath never sinks nd your always clean......nd you never sink either but I can tell you smoke a lot of weed

August: *looking in my eyes*

Me: with all of that nobody would ever think you lived in a trap house......but every one can tell I'm a foster....

August:.................*softly* your in foster care?

Me:*looking away* yeah....I am and that boy that was chasing me last week is the one I live with

He stood there and looked a little sad with what I said, he grabbed my arm and started walking down the block

August's P.O.V