Chapter 3

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Gia's P.O.V:
      So I just got back from the mall with Arielle. And now I was gonna get ready for my "date" with August. I stared at myself in the mirror. My outfit was on fleek! A black short sleeved shirt dress that hugged my curvy figure,my favorite gold hoops and my gold rolex. Along with my black Master 12's. My naturally curly Crystal Westbrooks styled hair was out today. I was in the middle of taking off my shoes when the doorbell rang. I went downstairs to open the door. When I did, there stood August lookin' fine as a mofo! He had one arm leaned up against the wall above me. He looked upset. "Hey mama."He said. "Hey,you okay ?"I asked.
"Nah,I need to talk to you."He said. "Umm...sure. Come in."I say,stepping aside to let him in. He walked inside and went to go sit on my couch. "You want anything to eat or drink ?"I asked. "You got water?"He wanted to know. I nodded my head and went to the kitchen. "Can I have some,please?"He said. "Mhm."I say,going in the fridge. I grabbed two waters. "Thanks,ma."He said when I tossed him the water. Then I sat down next to him at the couch. "So,wassup?"I asked. "I'm done with Asia."He says. I was silent for a minute. August looked at me. "What you mean?"I said. "I mean just what I said."He says. "What happened?"I wanted to know. He rubbed his thighs. "Well, I was on my way to the crib cause I was finna break up with her anyway. But when I got there I found her in bed with some nigga."He tells me. My moth dropped to the ground. "And I know what you thinkin', Gi." August says to me. I look at him confused. "What?"I said. "This is the part where you say 'I told you so,Aug.' Go head and say it."He said. He put his head in his hands. I reached over and rubbed his back. Then I smiled.
"Well,since you're giving me permission... I told you,Aug."I said. He looked at me and smiled weakly. "Thanks ma."He says. "For what?"I asked. "For being there for me. Having my back and shit. I appreciate you."August says.
I smiled again. "I got chu'."I tell him. At that moment , my heart fluttered like a butterfly. Is it bad that I was glad that he finally got rid of that ratchet bitch?

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