KARMA (August Alsina)

Nice to meet cha' Pt.2{6}

I'm so humble and greatful for my hundred reads last chapter. When I make it big I'm taking all y'all wit me. NIGGA WE MADE IT!! (J/P LOL)

Pt. 2

August POV

Shawty looked gone. She focused ha' attention back on Cash as she whispered in his ear.

"I can't leave you alone for 5 minutes while I use the bathroom! Im sorry, is she botherin' y'all?"

"Nah she coo'." I smiled.

Shawty was bad as fuck. I scanned ha' body and she was thick in all the right places. What stood out ta' me tha most was her eyes. Its like they told a story. She broke eye contact with me, still standing in front of Cash and Leslie.

"You can sit down ma'." I said to her.

She sat in the chair beside me and crossed her legs.

"Wus yo name?" I asked.

"Na Na. Yours?"

"Yung. Nice ta' meet cha' Na Na." I licked my lips.

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Natasha's POV

"Yung. Nice ta' meet cha' Na Na." He licked his lips.

I felt butterflies fluttering in my stomach as I took a deep breath. I looked over at Escobar who I was closer to now.

He looked as if he'd been up all day and l night. On top of that his nose was red from obviously using and he was faithfully throwing back shots.

"You into him too huh?" Yung asked.

"What?" I scrunched my nose."Not at all."

I felt his eyes scanning my body again and I shifted in my seat uncomfortably. He made me nervous and I don't know why. Maybe it was the confidence and certainty in his voice when he spoke. Maybe it was his swag and the way he sat there shirtless with only a jacket on. Or maybe it was those plump lips and the small dimple in his left cheek when he smiled. I switched legs, now crossing my left leg over my right, squeezing them shut.

"You aite?" He lifted his left eye brow.

"Yeah I'm fine." I lied.

I heard smacking and looked over to see Leslie tonging his friend down. Me and Yung looked at each other and laughed while they paid us no attention.

"Yo friend wild." He smiled showing his perfect white teeth.

"Tell me something I don't know."

"Baybeh be careful what you ask fa'." His looked me up and down.

"Where you from?"

"New Orleans."

"I can tell." I smiled.

"You people usually can."

"You people?" I looked at him confused.

"My bad. I'an mean nothing by it. I mean the people out here in Flint."

I smiled to ease the tension.

"Whatchu doin' inna' place like dis?" he asked.

"I can ask you the same thing."

He took a sip of his drink before responding.

"Business."

"Oh....you work here?" I looked confused.

"Na'." He laughed.

I chuckled at my question. He must be a dope boy, his swag gives me that vibe. I scanned his chest, infatuated with all of his tattoos.

I stared at the naked lady on his lower abdomen that held up both of her hands. One had love and the other had lust.

"You see sumthin' you like?" He held his tongue to the corner of his top lip.

"I might." I picked up his glass and sipped his drink.

"Is dat right?" He smirked.

I nodded smiling at him. A few minutes passed and there was a comfortable silence between us, only the loud music to be heard. Yung pulled out his phone and stared at it, then put it back in his pocket.

"Yo cash, time to peal." He said.

Surprisingly he heard him and Leslie stop eating his neck as she let him up. She grabbed his phone and I assume she placed her number in it.

"Nice meetin' you again." Yung smiled at me.

"You too."

They walked off and left me and Leslie at their table. I looked at the smered lipstick around her mouth.

"What?" She asked wiping her mouth.

"Nothing. Nothing at all."

I felt somebody staring at me and damn if it wasn't Escobar. He had a freaky disturbing look in his eyes as I stared back. I winked at him, playing my role. He stood up, not caring about the stripper on his lap and headed in my direction.

"SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT LES HE COMIN' OVER!" I spoke not moving my lips.

"Wha- Oh shit!" She fumbled in her chair, almost falling out.

This bìtch always fucking shit up.

All the drama takes place in the next chapter. Thanks for reading. Excuse any errors. Comment/ Vote, its free :).