A Hustler is somebody who works aggressively and determinedly, especially to advance his or her career or status. (A) Someone who hides his/her true skills to strike when the stakes are at their highest. (B) Informal go-getter, live wire. A shrewd o...
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August POV
Today is me and Sammy first therapy session and onna low I'm starting to regret even suggesting we do dis shit.
I ain't much of a talker , especially when it could to how I feel. I mean look how long it took me and open up to my lady. But I k ow we needa do dis and I know it's gonna take time. I just don't k ow how dis shot boutta play out.
Right now we was sitting inna waiting room of our therapist's office.
All dis waiting was making a niggas nerves bad. My leg was jumping as I balled and un-balled my fist.
"Baby calm down. We're just going to talk." Samir said rubbing my shoulders.
But honestly dat shit ain't help. I could feel da sweat building up on da back of my neck as I took a deep breath.
"Seriously August. Relax before you give yourself a anxiety attack."
"I'm straight mama just promise me dis shit gonna work." I said finally looking over at her.
"I promise Auggie it's going to work. You want to know why it's going work ?"
I nodded motioning her to continue.
"It's going to work because we love each other and we'll do anything to make it work. Until the casket drop remember."
I smirked before wrapping my arm around her shoulder , kissing her forehead.
"Yeah baybeh til dat casket drop."
"Mr and Mrs. Raines Dr. Richards will see you now."
Getting up from our chairs , I gripped Samir hand tightly in mine as she gripped my wrist with her free one.
Making our way down da hall and back to the double doors. We looked at each other one more time before walking in the office.
There sat a older black woman sat in front of two chairs. I guess they were for us.
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