Taylor's pov
The last thing I remembered was pain and the promise August and I made before they took me. I woke up to a white light. I was dressed in a white dress and was in an all white room when I heard them. I heard my mom and dad's voices calling me. I turned around to see them standing there looking at me.
"Hay baby girl" my dad said.
I didn't believe it till I heard my mom call me her special nickname.
"Hay T pot" my mom said.
I couldn't help but cry. I ran to them and hugged them and they hugged back.
"I missed you guys so much!" I said crying on them.
My dad pulled me off "come on now u know I don't like seeing you cry baby girl "
I smiled and wiped away my tears. I can't believe its actually them!
"How are you guys here? And where is here?" I asked looking around then it hit me.
"Am I dead?!" I asked kinda scared
My dad chuckled "no sweetie your just having a near death experience"
"Y" I asked confused
"Because you got shot while u was on a date with that June nigga" my dad said.
Me and my dad were always bad with name's.
"It's August Trevin" my mom said punching him in the arm.
"Ion care it could be Michael fuckin Jackson I just don't like him" my dad said crossing his arms across his chest.
"Daddy why?" I asked pulling on one of his arms.
He was silent. I looked at my mom and she looked away so I looked back at my dad.
"Daddy why don't you like him?" I said in a stern voice.
He sighed "because he's playing you baby girl"
"daddy when you were alive you thought every guy I talked to was playing me" I said getting aggravated.
"I know but I know he is I mean look what gang he in... After you by pass the part where he's in one" he said
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Against All Odd's (August Alsina Thug Story)
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