Chapter 17:

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Mila POV

I just woke up. I just turned on the TV and stayed in bed. As I was watching TV I heard feet stomping up the stairs. Liderdly stomping. I just kept watching TV. Then the door swung open. There stood an angry August. Damn who pissed in his cheeros this morning. I smirked at my thought trying to hold in my laugh.

Mila: What's wrong wit ya😕?

Aug: You cheating now😑?

I started diein out.

Mila: Boy what the hell.

Aug: Fuck funny? Who's James😑.

Mila: Why ya goin threw ma shit😑?

Aug: You cheating now?

Mila: Nigga a-

Aug:*shakes head* I knew you was a hoe. 2 can play that game, I said then walked out.

That felt like a slap to the face. I chewed on my lip, and then got up. I brushed my teeth, then went downstairs. I got down there, and he was goin threw my purse.

Mila: Are you serious right now 😑😩. Ain't nobody cheating on you.

Aug: What ever, fuck outta my face, I said walking out the house.

I signed, and sat down at the kitchen table. I ran my hands threw my hair, then picked at my nails. Dis nigga ain't even let me explain. I can't say nun I used to do that. Only time a person will do that is if they still has trust issues. Aug still has trust issues. But when he said he knew I was still a hoe, that shit hurt me. I took it to the heart.

I signed, and got up. I sat in the living room on the couch. I went to on-demand and turned on Bryson Tiller Let Me Explain. I put it on repeat then layed down lookin up at the celining. I then felt myself dosing off again.

August POV

I had drove to one of the parks. It was raining outside, and I was just sitting in the car thinking. (Pic below)

I had a few tears coming down my face. I really started to love Mila. This is why I was scared to love. But then I didn't even give her a chance to explain. I signed, and ran my hands over my face. Who the fuck is this James nigga. These are the reasons why I be tellin her to tell me when she leavin. She told me, but didn't know she was getting nigga's numbers. You know what. Imma try to let her explain without jumping to conclusions.

I started truck, then headed back to the beach house.

40 min later

I had stopped to get us some ta eat. I signed as I got out the truck, and head up to the house. I think everyone else was still gone because, I didnt see all the cars. Anyways, I went inside and Mila was still in her pj's listening to Bryson Tiller - Let me Explain while she slept. I signed, and set the food on the living room table, and sat across from her waiting till she woke up.

Would she really cheat on me😕? Man fuck it I don't know. Ain't ma falt I'm still fucked up. I looked at Mila, and she started moving. Her eyes fluttered open. I bit down on my lip. She saw the food, then looked at me. She sat up, then looked down. She sat up, and started messing wit her fingers. Then she looked at me.

I know what I called her a hoe it hurt her. I signed, and rubbed ma face.

Mila: August.....I didn't cheat on you.

Aug:*signs* Then how did you get dis nigga James number.

Mila:*signs* Me, and Nicki was at the mall. Since we was looking at different shit we split up. Then the James dude came up to me. He was being annoying as hell. He would leave me alone till I asked what his name was. So I asked, then he went some where else. Then as I was looking at sweat shirts, he came back by me. He slipped his number in my purse when I wasn't looking. I know I used to fuck, and duck nigga's, but I wouldn't do that to you. We basically went threw the same shit in life.

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