Round 2

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August pov: Afta I cleaned my face and put some band aids on my scratches dat tyla put on meh. i closed da doe cuz I needed to be alone. I brought the chair by da window and jus sat dere thinking. Nah dis cant be happening , shit a nigga jus found out bout he may have da package and my wife jus ran out on meh. shit! I had my head in my hands wen I heard da doe open wen I looked up I saw Darrell standing dere. He aint say nothin just pointed toward da bed. I sat on and he sat infront of meh.

Darrell: Anthony explain to me who it was at the door. What happened?

August: I messed up Bad. I need to fix it

Darrell: Is it able to be fixed though. Tyler hurt you like that? You must of hurt her badly

August: Did she say where she was going

Darrell: No she didn't say anything. All I saw was my daughter go out in the Chicago winter with tears rolling down her cheeks.

August: Madeline said some shit

Darrell: like what. You knocked up that girl

August: No sir

Darrell: Then what

August: She said that she came here to tell meh dat um

Darrell: Just say it

August: (sigh) she Hiv Postive

Darrell: What the relationship with her and why would that concern you

August: Because when me and tyla broke up, she came ova one night and we um had sexual intercourse.

August pov: My world blacked out wen I opened my eyes I saw Trey pulling Darrell off of meh. I don't blame him I deserve all da ass whoopin im getting.

Darrell: My daughter was broken and you had the nerve to put your dick inside another woman. YOU WILL NEVER SPEAK TO MY DAUGHTER AGAIN AND I MEAN THAT SHIT. JADA LETS GO

August: She still my wife!

Darrell: LIKE HELL SHE IS I WILL MAKE SURE SHE DIVORCE AND STAY AWAY FROM YOUR ASS. 


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