Broken

6.

August

I was at home before Jasmine had called me over with that bull, talking about we don't hang with each other enough and that she misses me, so I came ova' ta break it ta her that I don't wanna be wit her anymore.

"You need to learn how to control your anger issues baby. Although you are really sexy when you're mad." She kissed my cheek. She was watching the video someone had recorded of me fighting Kyle.

"Yea, uh, turn that off and let me talk ta you bout some." I sat up and she locked her phone.

"What's wrong now?" She rolled her eyes.

"I don't want ta be wit you anymore." I got straight to the point. I don't care bout her feelings at this point.

"What do you mean you don't want to be with me? Aren't you happy with me?" She frowned.

"Nah, you're happy wit me, i'm not happy wit you. Only time you eva' wanna love me is when I give you some money or if I buy something expensive, otha' than dat, you tell me you hate me or you get mad at me. You gold diggin' a nigga and I ain't bout ta continue to waste my time wit you."

"That's not true Aug, and I am not a gold digger. There must be another girl because you wouldn't just throw our two years in the trash like it's nothing."

"That's exactly what I'm doing Jas." I got off her bed and put my shoes on.

"It's Izel isn't it? I saw you give her your hoodie, I see how you two interact with each other at school. You're completely downgrading with that girl." She laughed.

"I'd be upgrading. Izel got respec' for herself unlike you do. She got more class, and don't even get me started on this cheating thing." I looked at her. "I be seein' them otha' niggas in yo phone talkin' bout fucking and shit."

I was about ta leave but she grabbed my arm.

"Are you serious August?" She looked like she was about ta cry.

"I'm deadass." I snatched my arm from her and walked out the house.

I got in my car and texted Izel and asked her if I could come over.

She was taking forever to text back so I just went back home.

❁

Izel

Right now I was flat ironing my hair, occasionally burning my head a few times and I saw how damaged my hair was becoming. I lowkey wanted to cry.

I saw my phone light up and a reminder text from August popped up, and it was sent thirty minutes ago. I unlocked my phone and went to the messages and saw he wanted to come over.
  
                                                                 
Izel : You're not allowed to come over anymore.  Sorry :-/
- 8;45 PM.

August : Why not? Old man say something about me being over there?
- 8:46

Izel : Yeaaa.
- 8:46

August: Idc. I'm coming over.
- 8:46

Izel : August pls don't. I don't want him to get mad. Pls stay home.
- 8:47

After that, he didn't reply. I cut my flat iron off and went downstairs and saw no sight of my stepdad. I looked through the window and saw his car was gone. Thank god.

I saw headlights through the window and noticed Augs car.

I opened the door and watched him get out his car.

"You good?" He asked while hugging me

"I'm fine. What do you want?"

"Two reasons. One, I wanted ta see ya beautiful face, second, Im here ta beg you ta come home wit me."

"Bye August." I was about to push him out but that didn't work.

"Fa'real Izel. Why you still wanna be here? You ain't gotta worry about him trying ta come and get you back, my
mom can work shit out cause trust and believe, mama always get what she want." He nodded his head. "You even got proof that nigga put his hands on you."

I thought about it for a second and looked up at him and nodded my head.

"I'll go with you."

He sighed and relief and hugged me again.

"Just pack one bag for now, I'll make sure we can get the rest of ya stuff some otha' time." He told me.

I nodded my head and went back to my room.

I pulled out the biggest suitcase I had and threw the clothes I mostly wear in it. I threw my flat iron in the trash bin I had in my room and packed the rest of my hair stuff up.

❁

"Alright, you can sleep in here. Now a couple of my rules are... really nothing. Just don't be doing no funny business under this roof. I want you to feel at home as best as you can, but a better home." Ms.Sheila hugged me.

"Thank you." I smiled.

"I'll leave you two alone to talk I guess. And August, make sure she knows her way around." She said before closing the door.

"I like your mom," I smiled at him.

"Everyone like her. You bout to go to sleep?" He asked.

"No." I pulled out my sketchbook. "I'm gonna stay up for a while maybe."

"Aight, I'll leave you alone. My room right down the hall, with the cool ass door." He smiled and walked out, closing my door.

I shook my head and went onto drawing.
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Ya girl Izel is out the house!!!

How do y'all feel about this book so far?

And also, if you went to one of Augs concerts before, please tell me, is it lit? Bc whenever he has another show in texas, I'm planning to go.

Anyways, bye now.