Scared To Let Go (Scared To Go Sequel)

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Gotta go ghost & pop back up like August does. 😬 Perfect way to put it. I know I been MIA and I been saying that a lot in the past chapters but I have something for y'all. Now y'all remember me telling y'all a bunch of shit bout to pop off between Aug, Tati & Derrick? Well stay tuned cause there's this chapter and another one after but here's the chapter.

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Tatiana

I was pacing back & forth. I debated this call I was about do. August texting me left me speechless because of what had happened earlier. I feel like a little ass girl all over again.

"Hello?" His thick accent came through my phone sending a chill down my spine. I made my way to the couch before I replied.

"It's me." I said as he cleared his throat.

"Look Tati, bout earlier..." He started before sighing. "Can I come over real quick?" He questioned.

"I don't know August." I thought it over.

"Come on Tati. It's me." He said as I thought about it. Any other time I'd be willing to just let him come over but my feelings were a little hurt from what happened between us. I just want things come back to us. After thinking a little bit longer, contemplating with myself, he questioned again. "Tati?" His voice came through the phone.

"Fine." I said before a knock on the door caused me to get up off the couch. Opening the door, there he was. The look in his eyes was a look I hadn't seen in him before. He bent down & picked me up, walking into the house closing the door behind him. Spinning around, he pinned me against the front door. Looking in his eyes again, they were full of lust.

"I'on know what to do wit us but we gon see." He said. He thought on as if he was confused on what to say next. "We ju-" I cut him off by grabbing his face and kissed him. He deepened the kiss as he picked me up & pushed my body up against the wall. He bit on my lip as he started to give small kisses down my jawline before going for my spot on my neck.

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August

Wakin' up the next mornin', I was butt ass naked with Tati wrapped alla round me. She held on to my skinny body low key tight. I laid there for a moment befo' she woke up, starin' at me.

"Good mornin'." I simply said as she sat up, pullin' the blankets against her body. She looked at me as I looked back at her.

"I missed you so much." She then said as she grinned.

"Is dat so?" I questioned with a smirk. She nodded her head bitin' down on her bottom lip.

"So what are we doing?" She then asked as I grabbed my briefs.

"We gon have to slowly work dis shit back." I simply said. "It's a lotta shit we gotta work on befo' we jus' back to old times." I went on. "Wish I had some clothes, a nigga def wants to take a showa'."

"I still have a pair of your shorts and a tank top here."

"Coo, I'm fenna take a shower then." I said. I was in and out quickly as I got a text to meet up with Dré and Jerome. So dat meant I had to stop by my place to change clothes.

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Afta' changin' into a black pro club with some black jeans and my all black 11's, I made my way to meet up with Dré and Jerome. They said they had somethin' to show me and talk bout.

"Wassuh y'all?" I dapped em up.

"Wassup baby boy." Jerome said exhalin' the smoke from his blunt. He was back on his feet and said he was ready to get back into business. Them years of being paralyzed and allat therapy finally paid off.