"Teach me, train me, guide me baby,
Only you can release the love inside me
baby, waited my turn and I'm ready to learn.
Teach me, train me, guide me baby,
Release the love inside me baby,
In and out love me down."
Ariala is a 22 year old physical...
Stop letting people who do so little for you, control your mind.
Ariala Troy 2 weeks later.
Middle fingers up,
Put them hands high,
Wave it in his face, Tell 'em boy bye!
Tell 'em boy bye!
Boy bye!
Middle fingers up
I ain't thinking 'bout you!
"I ain sorry, I ain sorry, I ain sorry, nigga nah." I sung along as beyonce blasted through the speakers in my room.
I pulled up my sundress and slid into my sandals.
"Now you want to say you're sorry , Now you want to call me crying, Now you gotta see me wildin', Now I'm the one that's lying, And I don't feel bad about it, It's exactly what you get, Stop indirecting my grinding, I ain thinkin bout you!"
I put on my mascara, before letting it dry and sliding on my sunglasses.
I danced in the mirror satisfyingly looking myself over.
"Damn." I smirked as I looked at my body in the mirror.
Shit, my body still looked good for me to be one month pregnant.
I jumped as I heard August yelling in my room.
"Ariala hurry yo ass up!"
I looked at myself once more, before trying to run out of the restroom, but I bumped into August's tall figure.
"What tha hell- damn." he bit his lip as he examined me. "This you?" he asked picking up a strand of my hair.
"Yes nigga, I'm not baldheaded!" I laughed.
"I like it, you lookin all sexy." he smirked.
"Mhmm." I smirked doing a little spin.
"Witcha small titties." He let out a laugh before flicking my boob.
"But you like em though." I laughed pulling up my sundress.
He chuckled. "Bring yo ass."
I laced my fingers with his. I grabbed my purse and my phone and we left his house.
Today, August and I were going out to eat before my doctors appointment. I was nervous as hell, so August started this thing where we go out, eat and talk before every doctors appointment that I have, so that I won't be so upset and nervous. Of course I agreed, I love me some good food.
I honestly have been feeling good lately, apart from the sickness I've been having. August has been so good to me, and it's cute how worried he gets about me, I'm just nervous about this whole baby thing, it happened so fast. But I can't turn back time and neither can he, so we have to do what we have to do.
"Lambo or Range?" He asked me.
"Range." I confirmed, as we walked to the car.
"Hol up." he said.
I furrowed my eyebrows as he pulled out my phone.
"Smile." he smirked.
I laughed, posing for the camera as he took a few pictures of me.
"You so damn fine!" he shouted, causing me to laugh as he showed me the picture that he captioned. "🚾💦"
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