Other Side {Trilogy}

⊙63⊙

*2 months later - December*

Mariah POV:

These last couple of months I've been feelin' pretty good. I haven't had a drop of alcohol. I've been keepin' my word ta Aug like I told him I would.

So, I juss throw back water. I can drink a case basically by myself. Better dat than Henny. And I haven't smoked a single blunt.

I've juss been healthy all together! But, I've juss gained so much weight. August hasn't or doesn't say anything about it. Which makes me curious.

As I was coming out of tha bathroom, he was walkin' into tha room.

August: "Hey babe..."

Me: "Hello..."

August: "So formal. You good?"

Me: "Yea I'm fine..."

He pecks my lips and I kiss him back.

Me: "I have a question..."

August: "Wassup?"

Me: "How do you think I look?"

August: "Is dis a trick question?"

Me: "No..."

August: "Oh. In dat case...I think you look beautiful as always. Especially wit no makeup..."

Me: "And my body?"

August: "I love everything about it. Every inch of it. Every single curve. From head ta toe..."

Me: "So my weight-"

August: "I love it. It doesn't bother me any..."

He grabs my hand and pulls me in front of him as he sits on tha bed. Then looks in my eyes.

August: "I'm not Chris. I'm not gonna degrade you because of how you look or how much you weigh. I don't care fa none of dat. I love you fa you and not fa what chu look like. I know how he treated you constantly makes you question your looks. And makes you feel like you need confirmation from me. I can only tell you what I think and how I feel towards you..."

He pulls me closer.."

August: "I tell you all tha time how beautiful you are. Not because you need or want ta hear it. But, because I wanna do it. But, dat self confidence and high self esteem you had before dat fuck nigga came into your life and fucked you up emotionally...get dat back. Because you honestly have no reason ta have low self esteem..."

Me: "Thank you..."

August: "Babe, it's tha truth. Na I got a question fa you..."

I raise my eyebrow as I look at him.

Me: "Should I be scared?"

He chuckles and shakes his head.

August: "No. it's ta benefit you..."

Me: "Does have anything ta do wit pasta and breadsticks?"

August: "Haha. It can..."