Half Way There

Fall September 25

Brooklyn POV
I looked at my phone. Damien was sending me texts left and right. Then he was calling me like I was his child. I wasn't going to answer.
My mother came in my room. "Who's that?"
I looked at her. "Damien."
Then he called again. My mother answered the phone. "Hello?... Who's this?.. Oh Damien... What do you want?... Well you can't have her... she doesn't want to be with you... you hurt her.... She died" she hung up.
"Why would you say that?"
"I just helped you." she left the room.
I was playing Subway Surfers when someone throw a rock in my room.i looked at the window. Then they threw another rock.
I got up and looked out the window. It was August. He throw another rock and it hit my eye.
"Ooooooowwww!" I screamed. August looked panicked.
"I'm sorry." he ran off somewhere. I was still holding my eye when he came in my room.
"Why are you throwing rocks? That hurt like a b!tch."
"Why didn't you say something when you looked out the window?"
"Why weren't you paying attention and seeing that you was throwing rocks in my room?" I said looking at him. "Why are you sweating like that? How long were you out there?"
He was sweating like a slave in the hot sun (no offensive. It's something my mommy would say). "an hour."
I stared at him.
"Boy that is 2 episodes of Ridiculousness. Or a show of Love and Hip Hop. What you want?"
I said walking downstairs. He was following me. "How'd you get in my house?"
"It don't matter. And I want you."
"Too bad." I said grabbing an ice pack.
"No I got something for your eye. Hush little Brooklyn don't say a word August going heal you with these sweet words. I hope your eye heals really fast. Please heal quickly and don't be mad." He said kissing my eye.
I stared at him. "You can sing?"
"Yeah."
"You don't look like the type."
"Yeah most of the crew can sing. It's me, Chris, And Trey."
"Trey I can believe. You and Chris...nah."
"Why can you believe it for Trey?"
"He seems like he'll seduce someone by his singing."
He laughed. "Why not for me and Chris?"
"Y'all are full of tattoos." speaking of his tattoos. I've noticed he got a new one. On his neck. "When did you get that one?" I asked pointing to his neck.
He poked it. "Last night. You like it?"
"It's just a f*cking A." I said rolling my eyes.
"It means a lot to me."
"Ok." I said taking the ice pack off my eye.
"Damn." August said holding my far up.
"What?"
"It's swollen."
I ran upstairs to look in the mirror. He was right. "August I'm going to kill you."
"I still like you though."
I stared at him. "It take away the fact that my eye is swollen."
"It don't matter to me. I like my women with flaws."
"Before you threw a muhf*cking rock at my eye, I was flawless."
He laughed. "I'm dead serious my n!gga."
He smiled. "I know. That's why I'm laughing."
"I really don't like you." I said putting the ice pack on my eye. August sat down on toilet. "Are you mad at me?" He asked pouting.
I glared at him. "Imma take that as a yes." he said staring into my eye.
"Get out my house." I said going into my room and closing the door.