I skipped the rest of the vacation because I had writers block about that part, but they stayed there for 3 weeks.
August POV
We walked through the door of out home and set our bags down. It felt good to be home and I felt happy to be able to lay in my own bed again and eat all my snacks I had.
I took off my shoes at the door and Kirko did the same, I went straight to kitchen to fix us something to eat, I also missed cooking in my own house so I figured like doing that.
It was 12:45 so I decided to make us something not to fancy so I decided on chicken wings and and fries. I went to the cabinet to get the potatoes so I could cup up the fries and set them on the counter.
I grabbed the chicken out the fridge and set it on the counter and opened the pack. I opened the cabinet to get the flour and I realized we were out.
" Bae! " I yelled . " Yea " Kirko replied sweetly and I smiled.
" I'm going to flour for the chicken, I'll be back in 15 " I said grabbing my keys off the counter. " Ok see you then honey " he said.
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I had just walked out the store from getting the flour and to my surprise there were cameras everywhere. Taking pics of me, it didn't bother me because I'm used to but then something did surprised me.
" Hey is that an engagement ring? " a paparazzi yelled while flashing pics. I froze up. Oh shit my ring. I looked at my hand, then kept walking.
The paparazzi kept putting the camera in my face and asking questions, it was pissing me off and before I knew it I smacked the camera out of his hand and punched him, he fell to ground and his nose started bleeding.
" SHUT THE FUCK UP AND STOP ASKING ME QUESTIONS! "
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Kirko POV
I was watching tv in the living room when I got a call from Trey Songz.
" Aye man turn to channel 32 August on the news, and every tabloid on the Internet bro " he said quickly.
" WHAT! " I yelled panicky and turned the channel.
It showed August in handcuffs getting escorted to the police car. The headline read.
August Alsina arrested for assaulting paparazzi.
" Shit, shit, shit... I gotta call you back Trey " I said " Ok " he replied and I hung up the phone. I grabbed my jacket, slipped on my shoes and got in my car and sped off to the police department.
