Possessive Love {Editing}

Chapter 33

Aliyah's POV

When I woke it was sometime in the afternoon. It felt good to sleep that long especially since I haven't gotten that much sleep in a long time, but I guess staying up gushing over August's gifts last night could be a reason.

It was so thoughtful, a little too thoughtful, but it was the best gift I have ever received. I grab my phone of the bedside table to check for any missed calls. Five from my mother, two from Alex, one from Symone, Jerome and Demi. I am not that into celebrating on my birthday, but I exactly like being alone either.

I stayed in and ordered Chinese food the entire day. My mom got aggravated that I wanted to stay in instead of celebrating with her, but it's my birthday and I can do whatever I want.

I think I dialed August's number about five time, but couldn't get myself to hit the send button. I want to call him just to say thank you, but no matter how amazing his present was he still slept with Taylor. He says he wants me to forgive him, but he goes and does things to hurt me even more.

I began thinking about my dinner with Jerome on Saturday. He's just like he was when we first met, nice and charming. He doesn't yell or annoy me like August does. He knows what he wants in live and August only lives as the days go by. He parties six days of the week while Jerome is trying to make something of himself. Jerome is not perfect and neither is August, but.... wait I shouldn't be comparing them. Jerome isn't as exciting to be with as it is with August, but we also don't have the connection August and I share.

The most exasperating thing about August is that I love his personality, his cocky ways and all. He is funny, charming, and can be caring when he wants to. I think his gifts is getting to me. I need to focus on everything he did and the most recent one, sleep with Taylor.

I text Alex back to thank her for her sweet birthday message and she responds asking me which hotel I'm staying at because she doesn't want me to be alone. I finally got out of the bed after hours and walked into the bathroom to take a shower. I didn't get dress until I got a text from her saying she's in the lobby. I put on a sports bra and a pair of joggers.

A few minutes later she knocks on the door and I open the door with a smile only to receive a glare.

"I am mad at you." She says

"What.. Why??" I ask closing the door behind her

"You've been hiding out here crying over August's d.ick." She sets plopping down on the bed.

" Don't start, please" I frown at the mention of his name.

"Ok, I am sorry!" she says

"Oh my gawd, who got you this bag." She says rushing over to my bag picking it up

"August." I say with a smile

"This bag cost like almost twenty-thousand dollars." She says her eyes not leaving the back.