Patience King
I sighed and looked at myself in my full body mirror. This was the second time that i got dressed, and looked good. I guess i was in a good mood.
I was dressed in a black jeans with black knee high boots and a black off-shoulder leather jacket that i bought from fashionova. My hair was in a simple ponytail and i had on makeup. For the first time i had on makeup.
Being with August, i learned alot and he showed me how to get out of my comfort zone. Not in a bad way but a good way. I'm always wearing dress ever since birth and it was now that I've been starting to wear jeans.
It was now 1 pm and my mother would be over any minute now. I've already cleaned and made dinner and was still standing in front of the mirror. I wasn't scared of her or anything but it was what she would say when she see's me in a jeans. She despise them because 'women are not allowed'. But i want to be free, and August is showing me how to do it gracefully.
I heard knocking at my door and i left my room. Opening tge door, my boyfriend stood there instead of my mom.
"August you're suppose to be home." i stepped aside and let him in.
"I know but i can't get enough of you." he pecked my lips and handed me some roses at which i gladly accept. I've never recieved roses from anybody. If it was Brielle, it was chocolate roses she shared with me. But this was actual red rose from Venus.
"Thank you." i smiled and closed my door. I went to my kitchen and placed them in a vase and they really looked beautiful since everything in my apartment was white except for the furnitures.
"Baby you look beautiful. In ya little jeans and shit."
"Thanks." i smiled and turned around seeing him laying in the sofa.
"Come lay on papa."
"Stop calling yourself that." i giggled and walked over to the couch so i can lay beside him.
"Your moms still coming over?"
"Yeah. She should be here in a minute."
"You want me to meet her?"
"I don't."
"Why?"
"I dont want her to judge us then she's gonna tell the paster. And you know how they love to blow things out if proportion. And we don't want that. Baby it's not like i don't want you to meet her, she just loves to gossip with her church friends."
"You don't have to explain. I understand. My mom's lile that too." he chuckled and palmed my butt. "Your makeup looks good."
"Thanks. It took me three hours to get it done."
"Three?"
"Yeah. I had to figure out which products to use and watch tutorials too. I bought the products yesterday."
"That's great. You did good on your first try." he looked over my face.
"Thanks babe. You hungry?"
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