Mya pov

"You tell me you love me "

"But I ain't been feeling it lately"

"Say you love keeping me fly , but can't keep me from looking so crazy"

"Come in at 6 in the morning"

"Where you been where you been"

"Who is that texting your phone ?"

"Just a friend just a friend, okay"

"My intuition never lies, there's nothing you can ever hide"

"Already got them screen shots, there's no reason to deny"

"You been creeping and freaking and sneaking like you'll never lose me"

Steady claiming that everybody know we together but you steady choosing"

"Damn Mya you mad mad" she chuckled. "Better calm down, my niecy and nephew in there" she rubbed my belly

"I guess I know what I gotta do, give you a taste of your own medicine" I continued singing and she jumped in on the chorus.

"How would you like it if I do the things you do?
Put you on do not disturb and entertain these dudes
I'ma ride him crazy and you'll never have a clue
Give another guy everything that belongs to you
I'ma call up Brian I'ma FaceTime Ryan
I'ma text Lorenzo and I'ma leave you cryin'
Don't get it twisted I can play this game too
How would you like it if I did the same to you, same to you?"

Puntaaaa canaaa is sooo beautiful.
It was really hard deciding where I wanted to go I just wanted to be at peace. For myself , for my babies. Ofcourse when I was able to calm down to a decent percent. I spent time with God , myself and my babies. I was ready to see other people like my best friend.  I been here for maybe around 2 weeks now.

Becca couldn't wait , I swear she arrived the same day I called. Almost as if she had her bags packed already and was waiting for my phone call. She came in last night. Honestly I did miss my best friend. Of course.

"Dennis is like a damn leech, he just couldn't leave me go alone" she complained making her breakfast.

"Talking bout it ain't my fault August being dumb , why can't I go have fun with y'all , I'm the good guy" she mocked his voice. I had to laugh cause that's something he would say.

"So I had to lay it down for him , guys need to be dicks together" she posed "tadaa"

"Then he walked off mumbling bout  why August always gotta mess shit up" I shook my head.

"I'm glad I took this trip, I'm so much more at peace" we both took in the silence.

"I'll be very honest, since we got married and since he became famous a lot of things have changed and become more difficult. I'm not sure if I wanna keep this up." We both sat on the couch, laid back.  "I'm just tired"

"Hun, on some real stuff. Marriage is never going to be easy. This is where you get learn how your partner was raised. His background and your background. You're gonna clash, you're gonna fight. It's all about sacrifice for the love you have for one another. If there's no love, then there's nothing worth fighting for. I know you both love each other so much. August is just being stupid. You're seeing him in his premature status of coping with fame. This is going to be over soon. I think you guys just need space and time. He obviously needs to get his shit together. He needs to know what he's sacrificing for all his stupidity"

This is the first time I looked at Becca and just really admire her growth. "Thank you amiga" I leaned over to hug her.

"Alright now off the emotional stuff, I haven't tried the pool yet, I'm tryna harass some Punta cana boys!!"

"Girl I realize you enjoy raising Dennis's blood pressure"

"What happens in Punta Cana stays in Punta Cana , tell him you have pregnancy eyes now, you can't see good" she waved me off and went to the room.

"Pregnancy eyes?" I laughed. Wow. I got dressed in my white bikini and I put my shades on. I was gonna be pregnant and hot.

"Oooohhhhh okay mommmaaas I seeee you, oh hell yea we bout to take some fire bomb pics, make August act right quick" I laughed but rolled my eyes.

"Anyway, lets go" while walking out, I realize August was calling me. Again. He calls almost every day and multiple times. Then it's like he gives up for one day and then tries again the day after. I'm not budging though , I need my space.

August POV

At this point in my life. I don't know what to do. I been trying to call her every day, she just don't pick up the phone. I'm desperate.

I need to know if she okay, my babies, if they're okay. I don't know what to do. I can't sleep properly because I don't know her status.

I sighed sitting on the couch. I tried to call her again. Hoping this time like every other time that she'll pick up.

Then it stops and it sounds like she picked up so I sat up straight quickly " hello" 
"Mya" I breathed out. "I'm not at the phone right now please leave a message"
"Argh!" I threw my phone in frustration.

Tears sprung to my eyes as I peeped the ring, I bought for her. I loved the girl with all my heart. She the first girl I've ever met that held me down to this very day and look at me messing shit up as per usual.

This time, I just don't know what to do with myself. 2 two weeks without hearing from her. Seeing her , touching her. 2 weeks without feeling my babies.

I found my phone again, lip trembling , I dialed her number and called her again.  It ringed a couple times before she picked up . I shot up at the sound of her voice "hello?" Waiting to see if it's her voice mail again.
"August what do you want ?!"
"Mya?"
"Yes?"
"How have you been ?" I passed my hand through my hair. Getting off the chairs.
"I'm fine and the babies are too, if that's all you want to know"

"It's not al I want to know, I want to know when you're coming home..." I struggled to stop myself from crying.

"I miss you.. and I'm sorry mama-"
"No, August. Stop that. I've dealt with your word of mouth apologies long enough. I'm sick of it. You're driving me crazy with all of your nonsense. I'm not coming back home, you made your bed now lay in it. I'm not coming back home for you to stress me out. You said everything you said and I gave you what you wanted."

"Mya, baby this ain't what I wanted ma-"
"That's how you treated me, so I responded August. I've been down for you since we met. Fame didn't change the way I see you, you changed the way you see me because of fame. I'm not with that."

"Mama-"
"No August, I'll hit you up if it's anything concerning the babies"

"This loneliness that you feel is what I felt when you out clubbing instead of spending time with me. I thought you valued me more than that. Clearly you lost your morals and you lost sight of what's important to you" then she hung up.

Damn it! I slammed the phone on the table.
It ringed , thinking it was Mya , it turned out to be Chris.
"Hey bro I'm bout to pull up, you home?"
"Yeah man"
"Alright cool" I sighed flinging my phone somewhere.

I got up and went to the kitchen for some food.
I haven't been eating like I should neither but aye. Nothing the same without Mya.

Then I hear a car door slam and I see Chris walk through the front door.  When he had seen me his eyes almost fell out his head.

"Oh shit. You look like shit shit"
"Dayyuuum, you smell like shit too. What Mya had to bathe you too ? That you forgot how to bath?"

"It's real simple bro" while pinching his nose
"I think ima pass out, but it's either this or I vomit"
Nonchalant I walk pass him.  Dennis then walks through. "Wooh" fanning away the scent that filled the house. "I need a damn mask, keep it coming August and there might just be a corona 2.0 outbreak in here" 
"Chris grab the febreze or the Lysol" 
"I don't know if I should touch them though!" Chris yelled from the back.

"Aww damn febreze almost done" he sprayed it in the hall way but they still had they nose covered.

"August. You smell like shit" Dennis said straightforward.

"I feel like shit" I responded nonchalantly.

"As you should." Dennis said with a shrug. "But that don't mean you gotta smell like it" Chris said.

"Aye man I'm not in the mood for none of y'all jokes right now" to be completely honest. I just wanted to keep to myself.

"What jokes ? This is that brotherly support you're gonna need to get through this. Now hear me before I call your momma and tell her how nasty ya ass smell , go bathe. Go take a damn shower."  Annoyed I got up and made my way to the bath room.

"Out here smelling like cow shit" Dennis mumbled and Chris sprayed the last bit of the febreze again.

"I think my chest is a little heavy bro , I can't breathe right" Chris said panting.

"Get away from me" Dennis said. "It's the 2.0!"

Dramatic.