August
I was pissedd that D had been abused and kept it a secret. I headed to the trap and told my niggas what went down. Mel really seemed to love D even wen I was younger too. He himself said we were ment to be and hope it's true.
At home mama was still gone. I showed D the guest room as I began to make dinner. At the table I couldn't help but stare at her. She really looked hurt. "What's wrong", I asked. She shook her head, "Nothing" in a low voice. I knew she was still sad but I wanted her to feel loved.
I walked past her room, and she sat looking out the window. She sang K- Michelle A Mother's Prayer, looking up at the stars. I walked in slow as she gently turned around. We sat on the bed, silent. She looked at me and said "thank you for every thing and now it's my turn to tell you how I feel".
I stood there silent. She looked into my eyes and kissed me with so much passion. I kissed her n we pulled away. " I love you Aug ever since the day you showed up at school. I really love you". I was suprised she didn't accually hate me, after avoiding me all those years.
"Why didn't you speak". I asked. She sighed and said "the same way you didn't speak. I thought you were too famous to even notice me. You. We're and still are the king of the streets, Aug". I chucked n pecked her lips.
I said "but I'ma real nigga." She stared with no expression. I asked her to tell about herself, as if I didn't know.
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