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"Stop you makin' it worse!!" I yelled at August.
Driving with one hand I rubbed her stomach with the other. Pulling up to my apartment complex, she calm down a little.
"I know mamas they scared you." I talked to Liyah smoothly while opening the door.
Fixing a her a bottle she stop crying. Laying in the middle of my bed with me, I surrounded her with pillows. August walked in sitting at the end of my bed.
"I'm sawrra'." He said after a moment of silence.
"Don't tell me, I'm not the one who you scared." I frowned "For as I care I'm actually glad he got his ass kick." I shrugged.
Getting up August walked on the other side of the bed, where Liyah was looking at the wall.
"I'm sawrra' pooh bear." He smiled.
Turning her head a little towards the other way, I snickered.
"Yah gon do me like dat?" He looked a little hurt. "I buy yah sum waffles if yah fo'give me."
As if she knew what he was saying she threw her bottle down crawling over to him.
"You been feeding my baby waffles?" I frowned.
"Huh?"
August looked at me as if I was speaking another language.
"You heard what I said negro!!" I got up.
"Gotta blast!" He grabbed Liyah running out the room.
Liyah laughed the whole way down the little hallway.
"You better not bring yo light bright ass back down here!!"
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|Three A.M|
"August stop movin'." I whispered
"I can't sleep." He sound irritated.
"And why not?" I flipped over facing him.
"Ion wanna talk bout it."
"Well nigga I do." I sat up "Yah woke me up, we gon to talk today"
"Oh damn why a nigga had ta keep movin'?"
"Yeah yeah chop chop get to talkin'." I demanded.
"A nigga cold da end." He grabbed the cover pulling it over his head.
"Boy!" I snatched the cover off him. "Foreal August what's wrong?"
"Foreal nun." He grabbed my waist pulling me close to him. "Ain't nun wrong go back ta sleep ma."
"Whatever." I mumbled giving up.
Laying my head on his chest I closed my eyes.
"Nikki?" August whispered.
"What August?" I whispered back.
"How yah ass get so fat? Yah don't go ta da gym and-"
"Go to sleep." I try not to laugh.
"It's just so big!" He grabbed one cheek.
"Oh my gosh." I mumbled "Stop it!" I moved his hand.
"It's just so nice, A nigga wanna eat it."
"You wanna eat my ass?" I looked up at him confused.
"Like groceries." He start flicking his tongue in the air
"Get out!" I laughed pointing to the door.
"Nah I'm just fuckin' wit chu." He chuckled. "A nigga could neva' eat da booty."
"Mhm better be the most you can do is rubbin' it ion know bout eatin' it."
"Foreal I gotta real question. How yah get rich? A nigga trynna live like yo ass."
"My parents."
"Thought yah said yah parents not around?" He looked at me frowning.
"They're dead. The inheritance money takin' care of all this."
"Aww damn." August voice got soft "Sorry fo' yah lost ma." He got quite.
"Car wreak." I whispered, knowing the 'how?' question was coming up. "Five days before my 19th birthday."
A lump in my throat formed, trying my best not to cry I fail as a tear ran down my face.
"Nah don't cry ma." He wiped my face. "Aye at least dey made sure yah was straight even in da afta' life. My sperm donor ain't leave a nigga shit!"
"Really sperm donor!" I laughed.
"Yea." He chuckled "Da only credit day nigga get is fo' makin' a fine muthafucka."
I knew he was grin I didn't even have to look, coincided ass.
Now I understand why he treat Aaliyah like she's his, because he's being the daddy his father wasn't.
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