With Out

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August* Pov

Tonight I think I'm going to the club. I need to get out the house. I haven't put my hands on Nelle lately I don't want to cause any harm to the baby. There are some days I just wanna slap the taste out her mouth but then I remembered what she carrying. My child, my son, first son at that. I've been thinking about some things and when the baby gets here I'm not going to hurt her around the baby. I don't want the baby to witness any of it. I just want her to listen and respect me that's it. That's all I ask for if she does that then I'm good I won't have to show her the hard way. I got out of bed called up the guys and got dressed. It's about 3 in the morning. I can't sleep so I'm just going out. Before I left I looked over to check on Nelle she was laying on her side with her hand rested on her stomach. Sometimes I think why do I treat her like I do. But then I shake my head and remember fuck it I can do whatever I want.

I woke up in some somebody bed with a tan arm around my waist and tatted leg across me. In my mind I'm trying to remember who this chick is but all I remember is leaving hittin up a club an leaving with a girl that looked hella good at the time. I don't remember what she looked like I just know she looked good. I looked down not able to see her face. I moved a little and she started to also. Then she finally woke up. She rolled over freeing me of the hold she had on me. My phone was on the nightstand. I grabbed it pulling on my underwear and pants. She looked up at me rubbing her face. She crawled over and put her arms on my shoulders attempting to pull me in for a kiss I'm guessing but I swerved that bitch. The fuck she think this is. I grabbed my shoes and hat, threw on my shirt and walked out. I started down the street and pulled out my phone. I thought about callin one of my niggas to pick me up but it was to early ion wanna be hearin they mouth. I called up Nelle and walked about a block towards some ice cream shop. Not that long after I see Nelle coming. I jumped in and she did a u turn and started for the house.

Nelle: can I ask where the other car is or why you weren't at home

Me: it doesn't matter I went out

Nelle: ok...where did you go

She took a couple glancing at me then back at the road.

Me: it doesn't matter

Nelle: Aug really it's just a question

Me: and I gave you a answer

Nelle: well are you at least getting the car back

Me: damn why the fuck you all in my business it doesn't fuckin matter

After that she didn't say anything she just kept her eyes on the road. We pulled into the drive way and she parked the car. I got out and went straight to the room and into the bathroom. I did all my hygiene shit I hate being dirty or at least feeling dirty. When I finished I put on some basketball shorts no shirt and laid on the bed. About 20 minutes later Nelle came in she put her phone on the charger and went into the bathroom. I took it off and tried her password. It took a while but I figured it out it was her middle name. I heard the toilet flush but she didn't come out. I kept going through it until I came across a message in her phone. The name read "Lexi" but those messages didn't seem like a bestfriend convo. I got deep into reading them I didn't notice she came out. She took the phone out my hands.

Nelle: what are you doing

Me: who the fuck is that

Nelle: it doesn't matter

She walked out with her phone going downstairs. Oh hell nah! She tryna be smart and shit. I decided to let it go for now but later ima ask again. I laid down watching t.v. until I heard talking downstairs. When I could make out who was talking I went all the way down and dapped up my nigga Shamar. The girls were in the kitchen and he was just sitting on the couch.

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