August Alvarez
Timestamp: Two Months Later, December 12
So far two months have passed and a lot of things have happened. Something came up with Cheyenne, and she keeps trying to say sorry to me. I don't feel bad about anything because she put me through too much anyway to feel some type of way. I moved on, and she needs to move on too.
Kiana and I have spent a whole lot of time with each other. The Halloween party she took me to was insane. The fact that even though it was a costume party, it was a theme costume party. The theme was a Egyptian Pharaohs, Kings and Queens per say. It was actually... fun to do because this really pulled me out of my element.
Now around Thanksgiving a little bit did pop off. Cheyenne came to my pops house where we had the Thanksgiving gathering together. Cheyenne was extremely drunk and trying to kiss me and everything. Kiana also came over, and that shit is crazy.
Flashback November 25
"Man you can't be this ghetto on Thanksgiving." Sequan came to sit next down to me. I'm currently drinking out a jar.
"Bitch... I can close this thang and ain't nobody gone try to take it." I said. I had to put a rubber band on the lid because it kept getting stuck.
My little baby cousin walked over to me looking at my plate. I picked him up, and fed him some mac n cheese. Basically, almost whatever I ate he would want some too.
Everyone is just doing their own thing, and having their own conversations. Twenty minutes later, me and my baby cousin both got full, and laid up on the couch.
"Aye lil man go to ya momma." I said. He sat up, then looked at me like I'm crazy. Then he laid back on my chest with his arms around my neck. He is lucky I love his light skin ass.
"August!" I heard someone yell my name.
"August come get your girl before she kills Cheyenne." Sequan said running into the living room. I took my baby cousin off my chest and headed outside.
I see a drunk Cheyenne and a pissed off Kiana.
"What the fuck do you want!?" Kiana yelled at her.
Cheyenne took a large gulp out of the Tito's bottle that she has in her hand.
"You think you're hot shit because you're fucking my wife. I made her who she is, you aren't shit." She took another swig of the drink, "How's my sloppy seconds?"
"Bitch if anything, you're the sloppy seconds. Popping your pussy for your boss, MY ex girlfriend. Maybe that is the reason how you got up so fast in your position. It's truly sad that you fucked your way to the top."
"You don't know nothing about me bitch."
"I know a lot. It's fucked that you rather fuck a bitch than to go see you wife at the fucking hospital damn near dying. Or the fact that you had to go to the clinic because of a yeast infection. I mean Maddison said it smelled like something died down there. I'm glad you didn't fuck August often. Then on top of all of that you missed out on a lot." Kiana said calmly.
I stood back watching this all unfold. Most people in my family didn't know those things and some that I didn't know either. Cheyenne started walking towards Kiana, and I finally stepped in.
"Look just leave, I'll get you an Uber. You know when our court date is so I advise you not to come drunk like this. There is nothing else we have to discuss."
She started crying hard as she fell into my arms. I let out a sigh because I never seen her like this. A few minutes passed and the Uber driver came.
"Aye man make sure she gets home and everything." I said getting Cheyenne into the car.
Flashback Over
So yeah, Thanksgiving was a huge bust. Now today is our court date. I can't wait to finally not be married to her. I can't deal with this sudden outburst that she has. All she had to do was be faithful, and loyal to me, but I guess that didn't mean anything to her.
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"What are you going to do after court?" Kiana asked me. She is getting ready to be there with me, and say a few things.
"Man I just want to relax afterwards. I do need to find more places I can, well my dad can buy for my up and coming restaurant." I said putting on my tie. "Damn that ass is looking fat, ooooo I did that."
I palmed her ass, then slapped it.
"Stoooopp." She whined.
"Fine, I'll stop for now." I said.
Kiana wanted to drive her car to the courthouse to get this over with. She drives a white Benz c 300 coupe. Thinking about my car, I do need to get a new one to be honest. Let's just get this divorce over with. I looked over at Kiana, who has been there for me since my best friends forced me to leave the house. I'm grateful they did that because Kiana really became my distraction, and it made me feel something different. It might be a good change. I hope she finds someone who will do her right, if not I might have to be that one.
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Is Kiana ya know pregnant or nah?
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Under the Influence
RomanceSometimes being medicated eases my pain from reality, but doesn't fix anything. Although it sedated my insercuities, that's only temporarily. - August Alvarez