Daija's p.o.v
So i woke up and rolled over. August wasnt in bed. I got up and walked in the kitchen and august was cooking breakfast.
Me:"mmm that smells good" i said wrapping my arms around his waist.
Aug:" thank you. My moms taught me how to make cinnamon pancakes"
Me:" i need to learn how to do that"
Aug:" you should" he turned around and kissed me
Aug:" okay they done. Taste "
Me:" oh my god. That is good"
Aug:"thank you" he kisses me
Aug:" are you ready to talk to your dad"
Me:" *sighs* yeah i guess"
Aug:" come on baby, it's going to be fine"
Me:" i mean i know its going to be short, but im scared"
Aug:" im going to be there and so is skylar"
Me:"ok. Let me get ready"
I walked to the bathroom, and august had his hands gripped tightly on my waist. I brushed my teeth, so did august. And then i washed my face and took a shower. Once i got out the shower i looked at thing to wear in my closet. All of the sudden i felt a cold breeze. August pulled my towel off me!
Me:"ahhh august!"
Aug:"hahaha" he said hugging me while i was butt naked
Me:"thats not funny"
Aug:"poor baby"
Me:"shut up" i said grabbing my towel and wrapping it around me
I picked out a White v-neck shirt, a aztec patterned cardigan, a light pink scarf, skinny true religion jeans, timberlands, and long socks but i bunched them up to make them look balky.
August put on a custom polo, some jeans, bred11's, and his north face jacket. Once i was ready i threw august the keys and we went to chipotle.
Once we got there skylar was already there, along with my dad and his step wife.
Me:"hey" i said hugging my dad and skylar. Skylar hugged me back and august.
Dad:"hey daija"
Me:"hi."
Sky:"ok yall can just go sit over there" she said pointing at a table.
Once we sat down he just started talking.
Dad:" im sorry daija. About every thing, not paying attention to you, not helping you at all, and leaving you. Im dumb for leaving you and august isnt a bad guy i just dont trust anyone with you, and...."
Me:"whoa whoa whoa wait... you do trust any one with me? what about me not trusting anyone. What about me being rapped and you saying that you didnt care. What about when i needed you cause i didnt know how boys act. I had to figure these things out all my life. Ive been taken advantage of for way too long and now you waht to say sorry?"
Dad:" i know and im sorry"
Me:" no no no you dont know and i highly doubt that you are sorry. You're probably saying this to get it off your conscious. Everything im saying i mean, so maybe you need to register this through your head, COME BACK WHEN YOU REALLY MEAN IT"
I was angry. I just wanted to go home. This was a bad idea, he told me he didnt care about me and that he would never be sorry. He said he didnt regret anything. And now he wants to apologize? im not stupid. I could care less now.
I just got up and stormed out.
Cashier:" would that be for here or to go?" She says while i storm out
Aug: " uh to go " he said running after me
Aug:"sky, can you get my stuff"
Sky:" yeah "
August's p.o.v
Me:"daija!"
Dai:"what"
Me:"what happened"
Dai:"it just didnt go good and i really dont want to talk about it, okay"
Me:"fine, but wait in the car, sky got my food"
Dai:"ok"
I ran back inside to skylar.
Sky:" ok so what happened"
Me:" i dont know she said she doesnt want to talk about it so im gonna just take her home"
Sky:" okay but if she does say anything, tell me"
ME:"ight ill see you later"
Sky:" bye"
I ran back out to the car and drove off.
Me:" you dont have to be silent. "
Dai: im just thinking"
Me:"about?"
Dai:"why would he wait until now to say sorry "
Me:" i dont know"
Dai:"ugh im done with him im not going to talk about it anymore"
Me:" just take your mind off of him"
Dai:" trust me. I am"
Once we got home we just started watching martin. She acted like she never even talked to her dad. Wow that's ... different.
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