Lost Love

Lost Love: Do We Need A Break?

Los Angeles, California
January 4th
6:12 a.m.
Onika Tanya Miraj

The alarm clock went off, indicating that I had to get up for work. I should've took another week off. I rolled off of August and headed to the bathroom. I splashed some water on my face and looked at myself in the mirror. "Today is gonna be great." I told myself. I turned the shower on and stepped in because I wasn't wearing any clothes. I heard the door open and felt a soft kiss on my cheek.

"The boys still sleep?"

"Yea baybeh. What time ya gotta be at work?"

"Um 8 I think. God I shoulda took another week off."

"Its okay babe. Ya get off at 2:30 remember."

"I know but the cooking and washing tables and dishes is stressful. Plus the male customers are dicks."

"How bout dis, I'a come by wit' da' twins on ya lunch break."

"You supposed to come by on my lunch break anyway."

"I know I was. I was gon stop by da' studio afta' ya went ta' work."

"Hm. Hand me the soap so I can wash and get out."

"Bae ya mad?" I didn't answer. He grabbed my wrists, causing the soap to slip from my hands and he pushed me up against the wall. "Nika what we agree on?"

"That we would always leave on good terms with each other. How many times will we go over this August."

"As many times as we need ta'. I'm sorry baybeh. Instead of goin ta' da' studio, I'a come by on ya lunch break. Say ya fa'give me."

"I forgive you August. Let me go now before I'm late."

"Nika ya already can barely walk, ya want me ta' make it whea' ya can't walk at all?"

I rolled my eyes and mumbled, "no." "Exactly. Now say I'm sorry da' right way."

"I'm sorry baby. I forgive you. Now can I please go get dressed before I'm late?"

10 minutes later

"Are you taking me to work or can I drive the Lamborghini?"

"Guh ya crazy if ya think Ima let ya drive my Lambo. Dats my baybeh. I'a drive ya."

"Then you shoulda got the twins ready. Now I have to. Jesus. I swear to god.." I trailed off going upstairs. I stopped myself halfway. "No August. I'll ride the bus to work and back. Don't worry bout me, just take care of my boys." I kissed his cheek and walked out the door.

12:30 p.m.

"August is just ugh now. He's getting way too pushy and a little selfish himself." I told Chyna as grabbed a ragged and started to clean a table.

"A relationship is about give and take Nika. Remember that."

"I know but its him most of the time. I don't think I wanna marry him anymore."

"So you never wanna get married?"

"I do but not now. Its too early. Chyna, I'm 28. August is 27, we're too young for marriage."

"Yea but you two are meant for each other. You shouldn't break up with him."

"But Chyna I just...I don't know what I'm gonna do anymore."

"Take some time away from him for a while."

"Break up with him?"

"No just take a break. See how you'll feel after a few weeks."

"Okay. I'm gonna try it because you think its gonna work. I hope I don't regret this."

"I got some news."

"Is it good news?"

"Yea. I'm pregnant!"

"Oh my god! I can't believe this! Congratulations Chyna! Does Ty know?"

"Yea of course he knows. He was there when we found out. I'm so glad I met him. I don't know what I would do without him."

"I feel the same way about August." I mumbled.

"You don't have to go through with this you know. It was just a suggestion."

"I'm gonna go through with it."

"There's August and the boys now." I stared out the glass window as he pushed their little twin stroller through the door.

"Hey baybeh." He smiled at me. He made his way over to the booth closest to us. He kissed my lips and sat down. I sat down in front of him and pulled Andrew on my lap.

"Oh my gosh, is this Andrew or Anthony?" Chyna asked me.

"This is Andrew, that's Anthony." I introduced them. They smiled and babbled at her. "August I really gotta talk to you when we get home."

"About what?"

"Its something I wanna try. I really think its gonna bring us closer and hopefully help our relationship."

"I think our relationship is fine. But if ya say its gon help, I'm willin' ta' try."

"Trust me, it will. You guys want anything to eat?"

"Ya know what I like. And bring some extra fries."

"Okay."

"Chris, Trey and Ty said dey was comin'."

"Yay!" Chyna exclaimed.

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"I'm just saying, y'all are the perfect couple. Y'all shouldn't break up." Chyna told me. First she was telling me I should break up with him. Now she telling me I shouldn't.

"At first you were saying that I should, now I'm not supposed to."

"It was just a suggestion, I wasn't telling you to do it."

"I'm going through with it."

August Anthony Alsina

"How old these boys is, cause they big as hell."

"Dey six months and bad as hell. Dey can almost walk and Ima have ta' start baybeh proofin' da' house."

"Glad I don't got that problem yet."

"Its kinda fun havin' 'em around tho."

"Here is your food boys. Enjoy." I said as me and Chyna sat everybody's plate in front of him. When she sat my plate in front of me, I pulled ha' on my lap and started kissin' ha' neck. "Mm August, the babies are watching." She whispered.

"Nuh uh. Chyna stole 'em from me. Relax baybeh. Eat." I stuck a french fry in ha' mouth. I looked up at Chris, who's face was turnin' red quick. Da' fuck wrong wit' dat nigga?

Christopher Maurice Brown

I dipped my grilled cheese in the tomato sauce and bit into furiously, while August and Nika was down each other throats. I can't believe they allowed to do this in public. I'm mad as hell seeing them like this. They ain't nowhere near breaking up. I'm jealous of they relationship.

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