Chapter 55

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Omniscient

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Omniscient

Sherrie walked inside her house, and she closed the door.  She limped to her kitchen, and grabbed a bottle of water.  Sherrie knew that she needed to go to the hospital because of the simple fact she thinks her uterus has been ripped. Kyree found out that Sherrie told Taylor that they were in New Orleans, so for punishment, Kyree, Quinton, Amir, and Tyrone all took turns having sex with her. Sherrie tried to fight them off as much as she could, but they had a good grip of her so she couldn't get out even if she tried.

Going to her couch, Sherrie decided that she wanted Taylor's company. She called her, but nobody answered. She tried to call again, but no one answered. It was strange, but Sherrie didn't care. Taylor has been acting weird to her after the night they had sex. Sherrie has always liked females, but she knew that she wanted to be with a man.

Sherrie tried calling Keira. When Keira didn't answer, Sherrie just gave up. She sighed and tossed her phone on the other side of her couch.

Ding Dong

Rolling her eyes, Sherrie got off the couch, and limped slowly to the door. Kyree took her guns, so she didn't have any weapons to have incase the person at the door wanted to try something, but then again Sherrie didn't care anymore. She wanted to die so she wouldn't have to deal with Kyree or anybody anymore.

Opening the door, it was Taylor.

"What do you want?" Sherrie asked.

"Man Sherrie look, I was drunk and you were drunk and the shit I said....-"

"You know what Taylor, I'm tired and I'm fed up. When we had sex, we wasn't drunk so you keep thinking that if you want to but we wasn't drunk. When we did what we did, we made love and you know that shit. Just because you're caught up with all of these different women doesn't mean that you can take your anger or your frustrations out on me. Now, I'm tired and I've a long night. I think it's time for you to go." Sherrie said.

"Man whatever Sherrie, but don't call my phone again." Taylor said walking out the door.

Sherrie sighed, and closed the door. She grabbed her cover out of her closet, and decided to sleep on the couch tonight. She grabbed her phone, and opened her camera roll up to delete all the pictures and videos that she had of her and Taylor. Sherrie laid her phone down on the lamp stand, and drifted off to sleep.













"Ayo Aug, you ready to go?" Ahmad asked August. Rashad was already in the car waiting on the boys so they could go meet with the jewelers.

"Yeah man." August said. He walked downstairs, and grabbed his wallet and him and Ahmad walked out the door.

Getting in the car, Ahmad and August hopped in, and Rashad drove off. 

"My man Aug finally getting ready to settle down." Ahmad said.  "I'm glad though cause you getting old."

"Hell yeah, nigga you'll be thirty real soon." Rashad said, and August laughed.

"Y'all chill." August laughed.  "It's time for y'all young bulls to settle down too."

"Man, Keira don't wanna get married.  She already said that." Rashad confessed.

"Why she don't wanna get married foo?" Ahmad asked.

"She said it's too much.  She'll rather just be with me for the rest of my life without getting married." Rashad shrugged.  "I know I want her to be my wife though.  Keira held a nigga down through it all."

Shakeira and Rashad have been together for 10 years.  They met when they both were 13, and they got together the week after they met.  When Rashad got caught up in some legal troubles, he had to go away for 4 years.  He thought Keira was going to say fuck him and leave him be, but Keira showed him the complete opposite.  Every single day she talked to him, laugh with him, and kept him company.  Rashad knew that Keira was the one for him. 

"Keira the goat.  And I'an know her real name was Shakeira." August said. 

"Hell yeah. Shakeira Brielle Jordan, and soon to be Robinson." Rashad smirked. 

Pulling up to the jewelry store, the boys all hopped out the car.  Looking both ways, they walked inside the store and looked at all the jewelry that was sitting up nice. 

"Damn yo, I might have to cop me a rollie." Ahmad laughed. 

"Shidddd gone head.  You got the money." August said walking over to the front desk which he assumed was the man he needed to meet with.

"Mr. Tom?" August questioned.

"Mr. Alsina, nice to meet you there buddy." Tom said extending his hand to shake August's.  The two men talked a little bit about Monique, and the dream ring Monique wanted.  The ring Monique wanted cause 8K. 

"I'll take this one

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"I'll take this one." August said pointing to the ring.  Tom and Bianca both smiled, and Bianca got the ring.  August handed her the money, and Tom handed him the box with the ring inside. 

"Congratulations again." Bianca said eyeing August. August smiled, and the boys walked outside and they all got in the car. 

"Let me see the ring." Ahmad said.  August showed them the ring, and Ahmad and Rashad dapped August up. 

"You got good taste.  This the ring Monique has always wanted." Ahmad said.

"I know." August smiled.  "I know I know I know."

"And since Monique birthday coming up, you can propose to her at her birthday party." Rashad suggested. 

"On god." Ahmad said. 

"I was fools.  Monique doesn't know about the party  right?" August asked, and both of the boys nodded their heads. 

"Anyae took Monique out to get some fresh air while everybody else plan the party." Rashad said. 

"Good, we gotta hurry up and get back to the crib." Ahmad said. 

August started the car, and he pulled off to go home.  He was so excited about proposing to Monique.  The look on her face when she sees the ring is going to priceless as hell.  August couldn't wait until Monique becomes the new Mrs. Alsina.
















this book might be long as hell 😂.. sorry for the short chapter though. 

Love vs. Lust is up.

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