No Love

Chapter 2

AUGUST'S P.O.V

I slid inta ma Range, jerkin' tha car door shut. Fuck, I was stressed.

After shovin' in ma keys, n' startin' tha engine, I began to rub my temples. Inhalin' slowly, exhalin' slowly. Afta ma face began to loosen up, n' I stopped flarin' ma nostrils, n' sweatin' n' shit, I turned on tha radio, jammed ta ma nigga Lyfe, and cautiously drove ova ta ma sidepiece's house.

Damn, this broad was beautiful.

She opened tha front do', wearin' a see-through gown, greeted a nigga wit a warm hug, and tol' me how much she missed me. On any otha day, I would be thoroughly enjoyin' this shit, but tonight, I felt a pinch of guilt. Even though I shouldn't- cause I told (Your Name)'s ass that I wasn't tha type ta commit, but she went ahead n' got herself emotionally involved anyway, n' now she's paintin' me as the bad guy. Fuck outta hea.

Ariana held onto ma hand, and led me into her place. The large entrance way had rose petals scattered all across the wooden flo', and tha pathway of vanilla candles that lead to ha bedroom gave tha room a red tint. I placed ma hand ta ma heart. "Alla this fa' lil' ole me?" I asked, a large smile takin' ova my face as I watched ha face crinkle while she began ta laugh. "August, shut up." She pulled one of ha curly blonde locks behind ha ear, and strutted ova ta me. Tuggin' on my t-shirt,

she told me ta follow ha, before givin' me a wink.

I was more than ready ta put it on ha.

She gently pushed me onta  ha bed. "Damn, lemme pee first." I chuckled, lickin' ma lips, as she stepped outta tha way.

I closed ha bathroom door behind me, and ran ma eyes ova myself.

I looked good. I watched ma jaws move in ma reflection, which caused me ta rememba that I was chewin' gum. You eva tried kissin' someone wit gum in ya mouth? That shit difficult as hell. I spit ma gum inta ha trashcan, ma eyes starin' at what laid in thea.

A pregnancy test.