6 weeks later
Mia: laughing that was funny
August: I'm glad that you enjoyed yourself massaging her foot your foot looks good it smells like feet tho
Mia: shut up ! I soaked them this morning.
August: you have a beautiful smile. you should smile more often
Mia: umm thank you ...shyly
August; fareal, I've never seen you smile
Mia: I have my reasons. Anyway I got released from PT today.
August: I'm happy for you
Mia: That's not all, I talked to my manager and she said I could come back.
August: the fast food joint? now why would you want to go back to that . Would that make you happy?
Mia: no but that's all I got ...
August: why would you settle for something that doesn't make you happy?
Mia: shrugs Maybe I dont deserve it
August: *deep sigh* Mia, baby no, i told you I got you
Mia: I don't want your money and you're not obligated to take care of me.
August: I've been taking care of you for 6 weeks
Mia: yeah soup, ramen noodles...
August: rabbit food
Mia: you make an awesome grilled cheese I might add
August: laughs I appreciate that you appreciate my gourmet cooking I could have fed you alot better if you'd let me . but seriously you deserve to be happy I see you enjoy the simple things. laying on the couch while I massage your feet, and I never seen you laugh and smile so much until today.
Mia: I'm trying but what am I suppose to do it's a cold world.
August: and I'm here to keep you warm. I know this is going to be hard, but don't push me away. Let's find something that makes you happy, besides I'm not letting you go back to that place. It's not good for your feet or your health.
phone rings
about to make an excuse to not make an appearance
Mia: stops him go
August: alright I'll be there in and hour end calls I was having a good time
Mia: you should go they miss you out there besides that's what makes you happy
August: I'm happy here with you
Mia: rolls eyes thank you but go
August: alright, if you insist I don't want to see you pouting
Mia: I can manage smiles
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August
As I step into the shower all I can think about is Mia. When I'm getting dressed all I can think about is Mia. I really want her to be happy. She warms my heart, no matter how difficult and hard headed she can be. It just something about her. I just have to pull her out the mud. She reminds me of the younger me who didn't have hope, who felt that no one loved me the way I wanted or the way I needed to be. I might not be the one, but if I could just light the spark...
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Mia
" Girl what is wrong with you , can't you see that God has placed a good man in your life ?" This is true August is that little hope I've been needing but I still want to stand on my own two feet and do something for ME. Am I ready to love someone else, I would say no, I need to work on self love. I mean I love myself just not enough to love someone else the way they need/deserve to be love. The World gave me tough love and the cold shoulder . It showed me that no matter how good you are to others they still don't give a fuck. My mom gave me that tough love. She had problems of her own to deal with so she didn't have the time to help heal me , feel sorry or guide me . I haven't seen love, love never loved me. My dad never loved me. No man ever loved me. People always doubted me, shunned me. Ironically I long for love. Maybe love will evetually start loving me if I open myself to it but it only gets one last shot. I climbed the stairs and creeped behind the door where I seen August in his jeans and beater looking for a shirt, All I could do was stare. I then gathered my thoughts and went back downstairs and sat on the couch as if I never left. Just then August walked over to the couch, letting me know he was leaving
August: This is your last chance, now are you sure you want me to leave?
Mia: Boy Bye
August: alright pinches my cheek
as he heads out the door I find myself calling for him
August: turns around.. yes, Mia
Mia: nothing kisses his cheek
August: smiles what was that for?
Mia: for everything you've done for me thank you, you are appreciated
August: anything for you, sweetheart
as soon as I got to the door I am turned around by the sound of his voice
August: Mia
Mia: yes?
he lifts my chin and leaves a gentle kiss on my lips
I bit my lip and walked in to the house
August: watch your step, ma smirking
I found myself tripping over the step I missed and August arms around me as he breaks my fall.
August: take care of yourself mama
I told him to leave so I can save myself from the embarrassment
the kiss wasn't even all that deep but it did something to me. It touched my soul.Anyway I wanted to get to know him more so I traveled around the house looking for things that could possibly tell me more about him . I put on one of his sweatshirts, my blue beanie found his beats and ipod and started jamming to his playlist.
Little did I know I was being watched, August was back. Fun was over.
August: so you think you can dance?
Mia: you're back already?
August: yeah not really my crowd he lied
Mia: you're not a good liar
August: so ....
Mia: you look handsome in those glasses btw covering her mouth
August: thanks ma, you don't have to be shy, it's just me
Mia: it wasn't suppose to come out like that
August: you look good in my sweatshirt too
Mia: oh here you go starting to take it off
August: nah keep it , I love the way it looks on you
Mia: so what do you want to do , party pooper
August: everything ....
From pillow fights, jumping on the bed, throwing popcorn at eachother, playing spades, dancing , vibing they worn themselves out
Mia: laying on the bed I'm tired and we don't have any pillows
August: I do .... crawling in between her legs and laying on her chest
Mia: shut up
August: their soft and warm ....
Mia: I guess massaging his head ....
August: grabbing her other hand and interlocking it with his ... Mia
Mia: Yes, August
August: give us a try baby girl, give yourself a try kissing their interlocked hands
August ended up falling asleep. Mia still lied awake thinking about her next move that was when she then seen the light in the dark clouds that surrounded her.
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The Test (August Alsina)
FanfictionLife Sucks and sometimes you need a little push to get you through! Everyone needs a hero and their hero needs a hero too.
