Four months later Yamire pov
"Whaaaaa!!" I could hear my baby crying at the top of his small lungs. "August what the hell are you doing don't you hear him crying?" he layed on the couch silent. "Man you go get em shit." "I would but I'm cooking right now Aug please.." no response I walked over and stood over him with puppy dog eyes "Bae please...." he looked at me annoyed. "Fine you lazy ass bitch I will get em my damn self." I stumped up the stairs to our bedroom and picked Javari up and cradled him until he fell silent again. I cut the light off and laid him back into the crib and quietly closed the door. As I walked down the stairs I was checking a message on my phone when I looked up and seen August infront of me. "Damn nigga can I get some space?" I tried walking past him. "Wtf did you say to me before you went to check on my son?" "Um.... ugh..." my phone buzzed and I glanced down at it August snatched it out my hands and started reading it. "Wtf is Kyrell some new nigga you got?" "What? Baby no he's one of my friends okay now just calm down." he started clinching his jaw which ment he was pissed. "Nah man fuck dat shit!" he threw my phone against the wall and pushed me up against the wall. Before I knew it I could feel hard blows hitting me. "You dumb ass bitch you ain't nothing, but a fucking thot." he punched me everytime he said something. "Please stop please!" I tried to protect me face, but I was too weak. I kicked his face one good time and he kinda stumbled back. I used that as my chance down the hall I ran and attempted to get half way up the stairs before he grabbed my feet. "Stop, stop, stop!" I was banging on the floor trying to get loose of his grip. When I did for the second time I ran in the room and locked the door right before he ran into it. "Yamire open the fucking door now!" he started banging on it which made Javari cry louder then he already was. I went into the bathroom to be shocked by what I say both of my lips were busted, my nose was bleeding, and I had a huge blue mark under my eye. I slid down the wall and ran my fingers through my hair stressing. I got up and walked to my screaming baby and tried calming him down. I paced back and forth trying to make him stop, but he kept hollering. I got up my nerve and went down stairs to fix his bottle. August was sitting on the couch with his head in his hands. When I tried to give him the bottle he wouldn't take it he got even louder. I was so freaking stressed out I just broke down and started full blown out crying. I felt someone come over and pick up Javari and walk him around. I looked up and seen Aug walking him around and singing. "Hush little baby don't you cry papas gonna sing you a lollaby. I'm gonna make all those presious tears dry, and papa's gonna stop being the bad little guy." Javari was now peacefully sleeping and calm in August arms which made me so angry. I knew those two were gonna have the perfect bond I always knew he was going to have the magic touch. I got up and walked back up the stairs and layed on the bed crying. Not long after Aug came in behind putting our baby down. He went into the bathroom, ran some water, then came back. He gently turned me over and started trying to clean my face up, but I pushed him off. "Look bae I'm sorry Idk what took control of my body like that. Its just..... I feel like I'm loosing you." he looked me in my eyes. "How Anthony how? I'm here twenty four seven three six five. I don't work, no school, no nothing I'm always here. I should be the one feeling like I'm loosing somebody you go out every single night with ya boys doing only lord knows what. Got different bitches calling ya phone all hours of the day, and you put your hands on me! I wish my brother was still here betcha this shit wouldn't be happening right now." I rolled back over. He blew air out of his mouth and walked out the room closing the door behind him. I took my shower and washed my baby. Fuck him I'm better off without him anyways, but lord knows I'm a need em for Javari. I thought for s while then cut my light off and went to sleep.
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Teen FictionYamire Gutierrez is a super bad, don't wanna mess with type chick. She's tougher then any brother on the corner, the only girl in her older brother Trevontae's trap, and stripes on the side. She moved to Watts, California at age ten with him after t...