Tyga's POV
When I woke up I was laying next to Maliah. She was so pretty when she was sleeping. I smiled and got up.
I made breakfast and took a shower. I planned on taking Maliah out and dropping her off at Chris' house to talk this out. His temper was shit, so it didn't surprise me when Maliah told me his reaction.
I went to wake Maliah up.
"Get up." I kissed her cheek.
"I'm up dammit." she smiled and stretched.
"Shower. But first come and eat breakfast." I picked her up and ran downstairs. She laughed the whole way down.
"Ok. Michael put me down." she smiled.
"I love it when you say my name." I whispered in her ear.
She giggled. "You nasty." she said as I went to fix her plate.
"I can show you how nasty I really am." I gave her the plate.
"Oh ok." she laughed.
"You say that but I will have you moaning and screaming my name." I sat across from her.
"Stop." she laughed.
"Yeah I know, you can't handle it." I smiled.
We talked and laughed while we ate until her phone rung. She looked at it and rolled her eyes.
"Who dat?" I put my plate in the sink.
"Chris." she sighed.
"I'm taking you to talk this out." I sat across from her.
"Aight." she smiled.
"So how did you and August meet?" I grabbed her hand.
"He moved here from Atlanta. He was in my class in 8th grade." she smiled.
"How long did ya'all date?" I grabbed her hand.
"Two years. The 1st year was great. He started being abusive the 2nd so we broke up. He's bothered me ever since." she looked down.
"Why didn't you tell me?" I frowned.
"I never knew you like that." she looked embarrassed.
"Oh." I nodded.
She laughed. "Have you ever seen abuse?" she looked curious . She rubbed my hand.
I looked down....
