Chapter 3

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Hadiya

I woke up a few hours later. I found myself looking up at August as he stared down at me. He tightened his grip and pulled me into a hug. I kissed his cheek and he allowed me to break free after I told him I had to use the bathroom. I needed to freshen up. I needed to breathe.

As I got out of the shower, I decided to look in the mirror. I hardly looked at myself in the mirror. I looked down at my side and noticed that I also had a tattoo. I was already aware that I had a vertical hood piercing in wonderland and a Triple helix on my right ear. I hadn't noticed any tattoos until then. It was an A to the 3rd power. It was dope to me, I must have really been in love with August. Now, I don't know what we could be. I do know that I need to know myself first.

I walked back into the room to see that August had not moved. His eyes were set on mine.

Hey, are you hungry?

No, not really.

You need to eat.

You could go for a sandwich yourself.

cracking a smile, I'm serious, you need to eat.

Sorry, I'm still on the prison schedule... as I shrugged.

Do you know why you went to prison?

Umm... Do you have any pictures of Aaliyah? How old was she?

He didn't speak. Instead, he got up and grabbed my hand. He lead me down the hall to an empty room.

The white walls made it look empty ;however, there were pictures on the wall.

August kissing my swollen belly, A picture of Aaliyah in my arms, August kissing Aaliyah as she appeared to be laughing, and a family picture of the three of us.

She seemed like a happy baby.

She adored you.

Oh .... as tears started to stream down my face.

Hadiya, it's not your fault. I will never allow you to blame yourself. Aaliyah Ariane Alsina was 4 months. She died with a smile on her face. Which let me know she went peacefully, she is in Heaven and God got her. She's our angel and I know she doesn't want to see her mother sad.

She would have been 3?

Yeah she was born a week before her Uncle Mel's birthday.

August....

baby, it's okay.

No it's not, okay. It's never okay. You have taken enough loses.

They live in my heart and I still got you. Now, you know how important you are to me. Something was telling me that you were still alive. That little piece of hope kept me alive all this time. I didn't want to leave you here alone. I see that you would do the same for me.

August, you don't deserve me. I don't think I can love you like I used to or how you need to be loved.

Hadiya, I love you. I love you with all my heart and all that is within me. In due time, we will get to where we need to be. I know it will take time. I have to be patient and so do you. The tour is over and I'm taking time off. We will get through this. Most importantly remove these dark clouds that hover over you. You don't deserve this.

And neither do you, August, I said as I caressed his cheek and wiped his tears away.

He grabs my hand, pulls me into a hug and kisses my forehead.

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