"I luh God, you'on luh God, whas wrong witchu?" August sang, pushing me back.

"You got one mo time putting ya hands on me before I hit you back." I said.

"Ain nobody worried, baybeh." He smiled, nudging Christian, who was on my phone watching Elmo. "Ain that right, Christian, say we ain scurred."

"We ain't scurred." He said dryly.

"August leave my baby alone and let him watch his show." I laughed.

"Girl, shut up." August said, before pushing me back again.

"What I say?" I pulled my hair back, throwing it into a bun.

"Whatchu tryna do? You know ya mans wit it." He joked, squaring up.

"Wazzam, baybeh? You know what it is." I smiled, squaring up with him as well.

August smiled at me before rushing towards me. I jump back, running away from him. I quickly ran to the kitchen, grabbing a spoon to defend myself.

"Wooow, whatchu gon do wit that? Pop a nigga?" August said, talking toward me.

"Yes, now stop playing." I said.

"Aight, gimme kiss." He said, putting his hands in the air.

"I don't trust you, so move around." I said.

He smiled, "I quit, I promise. Jus gimme a kiss."

"If you hit me, I'm telling Christian." I dropped the spoon onto the counter and walked toward August.

He opened his arms out and as I walked into his arms, it's like he was squeezing the life out of me.

"AUGUST!" I yelled.

"Nah, you talm bout I know what it is. Show me what it is baybeh." He laughed, which made me smile.

"Let me go, please." I said, trying my hardest to get out of his arms.

"Tell me you luh me."

"I love you, now please let me go, I can't breathe."

"Aight," he finally lets me go and I push him. "Whaat? Why ya mad, baybeh?"

I roll my eyes at him, using my hand to hid my growing smile. "I don't like you."

He shrugged, smirking. "Is dat right?"

I wrap my arms around his neck as his arms snake around my waist. "No."

I stood on my tiptoes and gave him a small peck on the lips.

"You stay givin me these weak ass kisses." He sighed.

"I'm sorry," I kiss again, this time actually kissing him. He grabs my behind in his hands, taking complete control of the kiss.

I pull away, blushing. "That's enough for now."

"Lady." He licked his lips, eyeing me hard.

I laughed, laying my head on his chest. His kisses are literally everything.

"I have to go. I'm dropping Christian off at my adoptive parents house." I said.

"We got this bitch by ourselves?" I nodded. "Shiiit, bouta put sum dick all in ya guts."

"You're not. You see a ring on my finger, baby? No, so therefore no penis is going in my guts or my vagina."

"What about dat mouth?"

I roll my eyes, pushing him all the way off me. "No."

"You ain' shit. Can I at least taste you? I ain' nut in almost a damn year."

"Eat a strawberry. That's exactly how I taste." I said walking off.

"Raid that bitch apartment. If she ain't there, check that nigga house. Y'all better get that bitch." I said.

"Her shit empty and it's only two of us. We go to that nigga apartment where he got all types of gorillas waiting, we fucked." Craig said, making me upset.

I could feel my face twitch and I rub my nose. She really think she can leave me. That bitch really think this shit between us is over.

Kill that bitch and her punk ass son.

Nah.

"Nah," I stared at the wall as I began to think of a plan to get to see her. "Go to that nigga house and do not get fucking caught. Wherever they go, y'all go. Once they stop, call RJ and have that nigga bag that bitch."

"Man, Pe–"

"WHAT THE FUCK I SAY?" I snapped, slamming my hands on the desk.

"Nothing, we got it." He said as they walk out.

I leaned back in my chair, cracking my knuckles.

"Oooh, Peter." She moaned, scratching my back.

She really think I'm about to let her go? Naah.

"Peter, don't burn my cookies." She laughed.

"Girl, sit down, I got this."

I'd kill that bitch before I let myself see her with another nigga.

"Stop putting your hands on me." She said, pushing me back.

"Or what, bitch? The fuck you gone do? I own every you have, dumb ass bitch."

Kill her.

"Leave me alone, I cannot and will not keep doing this with you." She cried as I held her hair in my hands.

My grip tightened in her hair. "You wanna leave?" Huh? You wanna leave me?"

She kept crying, pissing me off even more. "Let me go, please. You're hurting me."

"Answer the question." I grabbed her face with my other hand.

"Peter, please."

I could see the fear in her eyes and I loved it. I wanted her to fear me. I wanted her to know I could end her life in one quick second.

"ANSWER MY FUCKING QUESTION." I yelled, throwing her on the floor. "I'll kill you right fucking now if you don't answer."

"No," she cried, wiping her nose. "No, Peter, I don't want to leave you."

She left. Kill her.

I nodded, listening to my inner voice.

I have to kill her. She left me when she promised me she'll stay.

She said she'll stay.

She fucking said she wouldn't fucking leave me!

I stood up quickly, knocking the desk over. I grabbed the chair throwing it against the wall. I walk over to the pictures I had of Sarah and threw them all across the room, shattering the frame they were in. I walked over to the bookcase, kicking the books off and knocking down the shelve.

As I stomp the hole in the bookcase my phone rings.

"WHAT?" I answered.

"We got her and it's just her too. She just dropped her son off at some old bitch house." Craig said.

I nodded, walking out the door with my car keys in hand. "Hold her and don't let her go. Send the location."

"Aight and I already called RJ. He should be on his way now."

"Good." I hung up and went straight to the message he just send of their location.

I smirked, getting inside my car. "I'm coming, Sarah." I quickly pulled out of the driveway and sped off to their location.

"August, stop being nasty." I said, trying to keep my eyes on the road.

"I'm not, I'm jus layin down."

"Yeah, laying down, showing me your nasty penis."

"Was it nasty when you had ya hands all on ma shit?"

I laughed, "stop bringing it up."

"Nah. Baybeh, whea you at?" He asked as his voice suddenly turned serious.

"At the grocery store. I wanted to get some dinner while I'm out."

"Why didn't you wait ta go until I was thea?"

"I figured you were tired and I was just going to be in and out." I said, feeling a little anxious.

"Aye, come–"

I jumped as someone knocks on the car window. I turn my head to see a guy standing there. I roll the window down a little.

"Yes?"

"Do you have a phone I can use? My phone just died and I'm suppose to be at the hospital right now and I don't know what hospital my wife is at. She's in labor and I can't miss the birth of my daughter." He said and I held my chest, feeling so bad for him.

"Of course, hold on just a minute. August, baby, I'm going to call you back later, okay." I said.

"Do not hang up and pull off right na." August said.

"His wife is in labor. I'm going to call you back, I promise." I hung up and quickly handed him the phone.

"Thank you, thank you." He said, wiping his face.

He walked over to his car and called his wife, I guess. I began to think about my unborn children with August.

Are they going to look like me or are they going to look like August? If they came out looking like August, I would love it. I'm so in love with his face and his features.

He's just so handsome.

"Here you go, ma'am and thank you again for letting me use your phone." He said.

"It's no problem. I know how important this is and I would hate it if you missed the birth of your child."

"You are truly heaven sent. Now can you help me again. I need directions to the nearest hospital. My mother-in-law didn't tell me the name of it, unfortunately."

"I'm not too good with directions. You'll have to ask someone else, sorry." I said.

"It's okay. Again thank you so much. I really appreciate you and your help."

"It's no problem. Congratulations too."

He nodded and walked back to his car. As I reaching to grab my phone to call August back, there was another knock on the window.

I turn my head again, thinking it was the same guy, but noooo.

"Open the door."

I shake my head, crying at the sight in front of me.

"Get away from my car, before I call the police." I threatened.

"Call em."

I shove my keys into the ignition and quickly turned the car on.

I see the same guy who asked for my phone standing behind my car.

"Either get out the car or I'll have someone get you out the car." Peter said.

"Leave me alone." I cried.

"You got three seconds, bitch. One." I began to think of a way to exit this scene. Do I just pull off and hit the guy behind me.

"Two."

I'm going to hit then. I refuse to willingly get out the car.

"Three."

I see my life flash before my eyes as I saw Raymond walking towards the car. I couldn't breathe. I was literally on the edge of passing out.

"RJ, yank that bitch out the car." Peter said and I begin to panic more.

As I'm putting the car in reverse, Raymond yanks the door open and grabs my arm.

I panicked and began to throw punches at him. Once I felt him grab my other arm off the steering wheel, I knew I had to fight with everything in me.

"Let me go." I cried, using feet to kick him off.

He manages to successfully yank me out to car, making me hit my head on the ground.

"I told you, baby, I was going to get someone to get you out that bitch." Peter said, kneeling down to me. "Throw this bitch in the car while nobody's here."

As Raymond grabbed me, I began to fight him more. I was not going anywhere near the two of them. Not today.

I kicked him hard in the groin area and once he fully let me go, ran to my car and literally sped off with the door open.

I quickly close the door as I start driving away from them.

"Siri, call August." I said, on the verge of crashing due to the amount of tears in my eyes and not to mention I was shaking so bad.

"What, man." He answered with an attitude.

"August," I sniffed. "I saw him again and he grabbed me a-and I can't breathe."

I began to hyperventilate, waving my hand in my face.

"Baybeh, pull over."

"I can't," I said, clenching my chest.

"FUCK." He yelled. "Sarah, ma, you need ta stop befo you crash."

"I'm scared." I cried.

I could feel my body going slump and before I knew it, I was out. I couldn't hear, see, or feel anything.

(Sorry for making y'all wait for another update. I've been busy with work and life. But, guess what, y'all.

HERE Y'ALL GO.)