I Luv It(On Hold)

Chapter thirteen

Excuse me for my grammar mistakes. I didn't proof read, yet again. I just needed to relax my mind, and writing relaxes me. So I decided to give you all an update!

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Mariah

“So do you have any pictures of the weddings you have done?” I took a sip of coke and smiled at Danielle.

“Yea, of course!” She pulled out a binder from her bag. “I came prepared.” She laid the binder out for me to see. My eyes lit up as I admired her work. From the the chair decorations to the lighting, everything I wanted, Danielle knew how to do.

I ran my fingers over the glossy pages, still amazed. “Everything you have done is so pretty!” I looked up at her. She was all cheesed up, happy that I loved her work.

“So when do you want to get started working?” She placed her martini glass up to her mouth.

“Uhmmm, I would say today, but I have to talk to August to make sure he is available.” I shrugged and turned the page to see Monica’s cake cutting picture. I had never seen a cake so beautiful. It had to be at least ten tiers, and hell of expensive.

“Girl, don’t nobody wait on the groom.” She flicked her wrist.

I looked at her and thought for a moment. “You right yea!” I slapped her hand,giving her a highfive. “In that case, Maw, we can start right now!” I took another sip of my coke and stood up from my chair.

“Fine with me!” She smiled, and got up, putting her binder back in her bag.

I headed towards my my Escalade and dug into my MK tote for my keys. “Can you follow me to my house? Aug is home and I want you all to finally meet.” I turned my head slightly to ask Danielle. I was too happy to finally able to start plans on this wedding. Aug better like her ass.

“Yea, no problem Mamas. I hope he likes me.” She bit her bottom lip.

“Girl, I know he will. You are about to plan our wedding!” I hopped in my truck and waited for Danielle, before I pulled off.

Danielle

I can’t believe how perfect this shit working out, in my favor. I mean, I lowkey feel bad that I am hurting Mariah in the process. As I studied her big ass, I actually began to like her. Like I said, lowkey. If Aug would’ve just left that bitch when I begged him to, none of this shit would be happening, but no. Not precious lil Mariah. He act like that bitch is untouchable. Joke's on him though. I said I would never touch her hair on her big ass head, but her feelings aren’t on her sleeve.

“Yayo

All I know is yayo, Every time she hit the block that ho she be on go mode

And if you try to rob me, swear to God that be a no-no

Sauced up and I'm loco and you nigga know so” My pink iPhone 5c, that August brought me, began to ring.

I didn’t bother to look at the screen because I was too busy following Mariah, so I just answered. I had no idea where the bitch was going. Although I had never been to her home, I knew it was located in Old Metairie, and this bihh was going on the interstate, we could’ve took West Esplanade and went straight there.

“Hello?” I answered the phone, putting it by my ear to hold it in between my shoulder and head.

“What’s up maw?” My best friend, Akya greeted me.