I Luv It(On Hold)

Chapter sixteen

Sorry I took so long!

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Mariah

 

Sitting in the back of the black Suburban that was taking August and I all around Manhattan, I started to feel sick.

“Stop!” I screamed. The driver came to a screeching halt and I sung open the door, never moving from my seat. All of the contents I just had for breakfast came hurling out of my mouth and onto the side of the New York street.

August got out of the truck and rushed over to my side, making sure not to step in the vomit I had just produced. “Ri why you ain’t say you was sick?” He questioned as he took a napkin out of his pocket and wiped my mouth.

“I didn’t know I was. It just came out!” I rolled my eyes at how embarrassing this shit was.

“I’ma just cancel all the interviews. We need to keep you in bed.” He spoke as he took the water bottle from the drivers hands and opened it before placing it on my lips for me to take a sip.

“I don’t want none of that shit.” I pushed his hands away.

“Ri just drink some please.” He pushed it into my mouth. I leaned my head back for him to pour some in my mouth. “Noonie, tell them I can’t come today. Ri sick.” He told his manager who was sitting in the third row, searching for crackers in her purse.

“No August. Ima be good. We gon go.” I turned to Noonie.

“Ri, Maw, I think we need to be in bed.”She tried to convince me.

“Naw, I don’t August to meet nothing.” I rolled my eyes.

“Well can you just go back to the hotel and lay down. I’ll just go do them lil interviews and Ima come back.” Aug suggested, but it was more so he was telling me what to do.

“Yea Ri. Just go lay down. You want me to stay with you?” Noonie offered.

“Nah y’all go ahead. Ima go back to the room.” I rolled my eyes seeing that there was no way that I was going with him.

“Yo dawg, you can swing back to the hotel right qiuck?” August asked the driver.

“Yes Sir.” He agreed and August closed my door before running back to his side and getting in.

“You good Bae?” August asked. I nodded my head because I all of a sudden got a headache. Nah bruh this shit ain’t gon work.

As soon as the car pulled in front of the Four Seasons, my door was opened and I was escorted out of the SUV. Aug was by my side in a matter of seconds. He walked me up to our room; I was feeling like shit. I sat on the side of the bed as Aug removed  my shoes, tights, blazer, shirt, bra, and all of my jewelry besides my engagement ring. He laid me back and pulled the covers on top of me, before getting a bottle of water out of the mini-fridge and placing it on the nightstand.

“You good baby?” He kissed my forehead and I nodded. “Iight I’m about to go Ri.” He spoke and waited a few seconds before he left out the room, turning the lights out in the whole suite. With all of Aug’s faults I can honestly say I do have a good man.

I grabbed the remote and flipped through the stations, finally deciding on watching the rerun marathon of Platinum Weddings. Within a few seconds, the tv was watching me.

 

August

After I finished my long ass interview with Sway, I was headed back to the hotel to check on Ri. I had been texting her ass all morning, but she didn’t reply. Knowing her, she probably sleep.