"Latch"

In The Middle

"33...34...35...36...C'mon Mel-Bell!", Travis yelled.

I fell flat on my back, breathing heavily after some sit-ups.

"I- I'm done.", I panted.

"You got 14 more to go!"

I did one more sit-up and helplessly fell back down again.

I called myself getting back and staying "in shape" since I was no longer pregnant, but I wasn't about the gym life.

"How bout we just jog to ColdStone?... That'll be a nice workout, then we can reward ourselves with some ice cream."

"Now that sounds like a plan!", Toya intervened, from a few feet away.

Lately, anywhere August was and I happened to be in the same room as him or in his presence, she made it her business to supervise us.

So pathetic.

"Y'all are ridiculous and greedy.", Travis said, as he stood up.

I extended both of my arms out for him to pull me up.

"Who asked her though? ", I mumbled to him.

He laughed.

"So we outta here? ", August asked.

"I guess so.", Travis said, shrugging.

We grabbed our belongings and left the gym to go to ColdStone.

I rolled my eyes to the back of my head as I ate a spoonful of my cake batter ice cream. "Mmmm... This is like an orgasm."

"I'm disappointed in you Mel-Bell.", Travis said, shaking his head. "What happened to your diet? "

"Mel is more like on a try-it.", August said.

"I would throw a piece of my waffle bowl at you, but I'd rather not waste my $6.85 of deliciousness."

Toya giggled. "Don't pay them no mind Melanie."

"I'm not."

My phone started ringing, with Evelyn's name flashing across the screen.

"Hey Ev, what's up? ", I said, after answering her call. "No, I'm at ColdStone wit Aug, Travis, and Toya right now. . . What you doin?. . . Oh wow. You better tell him stop playin wit you. . . Poor Evelyn. . . Nothin special. . . When, tonight?. . . Who else is goin?. . . You spoke to Kenya?. . . Oh. . . Yeah, I know. . . Okay, so call me when you start gettin ready. . . Okay. Bye."

I ended the call.

"You guys wanna go bowling tonight? "

"Oh no. I don't really care for bowling. My ass always losing anyway... We'll probably find somethin else to get into.", Toya said, locking her arm with August's.

"Nah, I'll fuck wit da bowlin. I'on mind playin a few games.", August said.

"Yeah, I guess a few games won't hurt."

Didn't this bitch just say she doesn't care for bowling, I thought to myself.

I wasn't sure how much longer I could take being cordial and friendly with her ass.

"You wanna come Trav? ", I asked.

"I would, but I supposed to be goin out wit this chic.", he said.

"Oh, well excuuuuse me Mr. Bachelor.", I joked.

"Dats right bruh!... Why go bowlin when you can go swimmin in some p*ssy.", August said, slapping him a five.