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Izel
The next morning I woke up and I was freezing cold. I sat up a little bit and saw that I had on barely any clothes.
I didn't see August next to me or anywhere in sight.
I got out of bed and my legs were a little wobbly. I held onto the wall while walking out of the room.
I saw a note on the coffee table next to a yellow rose.
I smiled and read it.
"Sorry I had to dip the way I did, but mama called me up to her salon so I could help her put the new shit in. Call me if you need anything, even a cuddle buddy ;)."
I shook my head at the last part and threw the paper away. I took the rose and placed it in the vase that was sitting on a small table.
There was a knock at the door causing me to frown. No one ever stops by the house unless I'm aware of it.
I looked through the peephole and didn't see anyone standing there.
"Oh hell nah." I shook my head and locked all the locks on the door.
I walked to the back door and locked it, as well as the garage door.
I grabbed my phone and dialed August number.
"Dis Aug." He answered.
"Someone's fucking with me." I spoke while looking out the window. "Can you come?"
"You do got hella kids in ya neighborhood, prolly some ding n' ditch shit."
"After what Reggie said last night, I've been really spooked. Could you please just
come and check things out?"
"Damn, you really scared of that grand theft auto character ass nigga?" I heard Travis speak in the background. "Peppa' spray his ass again." He chuckled.
"This isn't a joke." I was starting to get upset.
"Calm ya' self. We outside." August laughed.
I hung up and unlocked the front door before opening it.
"I don't see anything suspicious." Travis said while looking around.
"Told ya' silly ass it was a kid." August smiled.
"No, that never happened before. Plus, the neighborhood kids don't come to this house because of how mean my stepdad is."
"Just don't open ya' do' from now on." Travis shrugged.
"What's this?" August frowned before peeling a sticky note off the mailbox that hung on our wall. "I can't read cursive fa' shit." He handed it to Travis.
"All it say is I'm coming. Illiterate ass motherfucka'." Travis shook his head. "Look, you not stayin' hea' no more." He ripped the sticky note.
"This nigga really wanna test us." August chuckled while shaking his head.
"Don't y'all go to the same school too?" Travis asked.
"We only have one class together. Reggie wouldn't hurt me though."
"Nah, you just don't know that nigga enough." August spoke.
"If he wouldn't hurt you, why you peppa' spray him?" Travis asked.
"Because I was upset that night." I looked
at him. "He's not that type of guy-.."
"We don't care." August readjusted his hat. "Look, Travis, you take ha' ta' the house, Ima stay and get all ya' stuff packed." He spoke.
"Aight, I'll be back up hea'." Travis added before we walked to the car.
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August
I walked upstairs ta' Izel room and it was freezing cold in hea'.
I looked around fa' a suitcase or any big bag she had. She had two pink suitcases in her closet so I started throwing things in em.
My phone started to vibrate in my pocket so I grabbed it and saw Tatianna name pop up.
"Why is you still callin' me?" I answered.
"August, you can't just break up with me without any good reason. You promised a forever thing with me."
"Promises can be broken." I spoke while holding up Izel's lingerie. I threw it in her suitcase. Might come in handy.
"Is there another girl?" She asked.
"That's none of ya' business. Lose my numba' and anything else you got of mine." I shook my head and hung up.
I hate females that don't accept the break up.
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So sorry for this lame short update, next chapter I'll make it longer.
Y'all ready for some action though?
What's y'all thoughts on Tatianna and August?
August and Izel should get back together?
