K e i t h
I woke up feeling refreshed, still joyful from the news I received yesterday. Hearing light snores, I turned on my right side and watched YN sleeping peacefully. God she looks so perfect. Even when she's sleeping. I looked at the other bed and saw Rhyan sleeping. She was in the position where she was hugged up all on the pillow and laid on her stomach. I don't know why I'm up this early. I glanced at the clock which read 8:48 A.M. I don't even wake up around this time. I'm usually up around 11:30, 12. Feeling the bed move, I looked at YN, who sat up against the headboard, stretching her arms.
I moved my hands on top of hers and rubbed it softly. "Good morning babe."
She leaned over and pecked my lips. "Good morning. You slept well?" She asked getting out the bed and walking inside the bathroom.
"Yeah. Did you?" I followed behind her and looked at myself in the mirror before getting my toothbrush. I grasped onto the Colgate toothpaste and gushed it on my toothbrush.
"Yeah I guess." She shrugged. She pulled up her fuzzy pajama shorts and flushed the toilet.
"Move please." She politely demanded, while tapping the side of me. I took a few steps towards the exit of the bathroom.
I managed to brush my teeth away from the bathroom sink, not making a mess. I washed my face then wiped my hands and face off with my towel.
I went back into the room and noticed Rhyan was wide awake watching PAW Patrol on Nick Jr. She turned her head away from the tv as her focus was on me.
"Daddy!" She said happily as she laid on her stomach and pushed herself off the bed. She ran to me and I carried her, attacking her with kisses on her cheek.
"Morning baby girl. Let's go brush your teeth." I said while we walked inside the bathroom.
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Y N
I was by the microwave, putting in the waffles to heat up. Yes I put my waffles in the microwave, I like it soft. But that's not the point. I heard a knock at the door. I snapped my head to the door a dirty look. I wanted to open the door, but at the same time I didn't. I took a deep breath and walked to the door, unlocking it, and grabbing the handle, swinging the door open, revealing August.
I don't know why, but my first instinct was to punch him in the face, so I did. He held his nose as he groaned in pain.
"What the fuck do you want with me August?" I scowled at him.
"Hea' me out YN. Please." He begged. I folded my arms, staring at him.
I looked back at the time. 9:23. "You have two minutes." I reminded him.
"YN, I realized how much shit I put myself through, and you. I'm on the run because of the stupid shit I did. I'm just here to tell you--and ya family, that I'm sorry. I'm sorry fa' raping you. I'm sorry fa' damaging your studio. I'm sorry fa' attempting to kill your boyfriend and I'm sorry fa' jeopardizing ya' family." He paused. "When I get back ta' New Orleans, I'ma turn myself in. But can I please see my child before I go?" He asked sincerely.
I stared at him for a while. He really did look like he was sorry. I sighed and stepped aside, letting August walk in. I grabbed a tissue and handed it August, for his nose. He thanked me and wiped the blood off his hands and nose. Keith and Rhyan were walking out the bathroom and Keith stopped in his tracks when he seen August. He grabbed Rhyan and made her stand behind him.
Keith looked at August up and down with a disgust look on his face. He then spoke up and asked, "What the hell are you doing here?" He looked at me. "YN what the hell is this lunatic doing here?"
