Other Side {Trilogy}

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*Tappahannock*
*July 7*

Mariah POV:

Me: "Chris, will you let me go so I can walk?! I would fuckin' appreciate it"

Chris: "Nah you good"

Me: "It won't be good fa you cuz if you make me drop dis car seat, Imma drop you"

He could tell I was dead serious. So, he let me go. I'm so glad ta be goin' home. When I sit in my seat, I put in my earphones then take Reina out tha car seat. Then Chris snatches my earphones out my ear. My first instinct was ta hit him...

Me: "What tha fuck wrong wit chu?!" I semi-yell as I hit upside his head

He juss looks at me and I look right back. I shoulda kept my fist balled up.

Chris: "Are you out yo rabbit ass mind!?"

Me: "Yes!"

Chris: "...Just wait"

Me: "Okay..."

I juss smile at him. I've completely lost my mind...
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*Los Angeles*

I needed ta make a quick stop. So, I had my uber take me ta Bresha's house. I ring ha doorbell and wait about a minute. When she opens tha doe, I smile

Bresha: "Uh-Oh. I know dat smile. Dats yo I'm finna lose my mind smile. Unless you already have. What chu finna do?"

Me: "Will you watch ha fa me? I uh...gotta go relieve some stress"

Bresha: "You really trynna-"

Me: "I'll be back. Thank you!"

I get back in tha car and head back home...

*Calabasas*

When I get there, I see Chris outside. He left his car hea' so dats one reason why he's hea'. Tha second reason is ta get on my nerves! I get out and grab my bag and tha uber grabs Reina stuff. When we walk in, I sat tha stuff down and put my hair in a bun. Glad I wore shoes wit a grip...

Me: "Thank you, sir"

He nods and smiles as he accepts my tip. Once he leaves my mood changes. I look at Chris...

Me: "You need some help. I'm done-"

Chris: "With what!?"

Me: "US DUMBASS! Dis whole thang is done! I'm tired of you! I'm tired of dis relationship! All of it! I'm ova it! Point blank! I shoulda listened ta Aug and kept my word" I said as I waved him of as I walk away

He yanks me back then hits me. Dat set me off. I push him off of me then jog upstairs. I go in my closet and take my gun out. I hear him walk in my room. I cock tha gun then shoot his shoulder

Chris: "FUCK!"

Me: "YOU PUT IT ON YO'SELF!"

Chris: "I'm sorry-"

Me: "FUCK YO SORRY!"

I shoot again. But, missing on purpose

Chris: "AYE! STOP!"

Me: "Hint hint mothafucka I am NOT ta be fucked wit! Don't chu know I'll fuck you up!? I was dumb and listened ta yo bullshit! I shouldn't have! I shoulda listened ta August!"

I point tha gun at him

Me: "Do yo'self a favor. Stay far away from me. And stay away far from Reina. I am not goin' back down dat road again. And Ion wanna put ha in danger cuz of yo crazy, bipolar, abusive ways. You're drivin' me crazy! LITERALLY! Dats why I shot yo ass! Juss...leave! Go!"

I push him out then watch him walk out. I feel a lot betta na!

*45 minutes later*
*Los Angdles*

Me: "B!"

Bresha: "Livin' room!"

I walk in there and she looks at me

Bresha: "Why do you have on glasses...in tha house?"

Me: "Bright"

I grab Reina and kiss ha cheeks. Then Bresha takes off my shades. Ha eyes get big

Bresha: "Did you tell Aug?"

Me: "We ain't talkin'. No point."

Bresha: "Dis is a pretty good reason!"

Me: "I'm fine. It's done. We're done. Besides...he felt my anger. Trust me..."

She juss looks at me. It felt good ta use one of my many guns...

*An hour later*

August POV:

I needa distract myself. So...I'm goin' ta Popeye's. I had dis off feelin', but I juss blew it off. When I put my hoodie on, my doorbell went off. I put on some shoes, grab my stuff, then go downstairs. I open tha doe and see Bresha

Me: "Wassup"

I give ha a hug and she hugs back

Bresha: "Nun. Aye...um. You haven't taked ta Riah have you?"

I shake my head and walk out closin' tha doe. Then I raise my brow

Me: "Why?"

Bresha: "Ha and Chris-"

Me: "*scoffs* Uh-Uh. Nope!"

Bresha: "He gave ha a black eye, Aug..."

Me: "Ain't got shit ta do wit me"

Bresha: "If it gets worse...then what?"

I open my car doe them get in

Me: "She shoulda listened ta me. She can handle him..."

I close my doe then leave. If I know Riah like I know I do...she handled it. On ta Popeye's...
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