Mariah
Once I got home, I plopped down on my bed, tears streaming down my cheeks. How could my sister, basically my left hand, could do me so dirty over a lie made out of her sick mind?
I dialed the only person that could've helped me. The only person that could put a smile on my face. I clicked his name and listened to the phone ring. It went to voice mail as I frowned. "Hey, I wanted to hear your voice. Thanks for the flowers. They're very beautiful. When are you coming back? I miss you. Well bye, call me back soon. " I hung up the phone and threw my phone on the other side of the bed.
"Who was that?" a voice said through clenched teeth. I looked up to see August. "How the hell did you get in here?"
"I know how ta' pick locks. Now ya turn," he said with dark eyes.
"I was leaving Tyrese a voice mail. Anymore questions father?"
He started to chuckle. "Leave all the voice mails you want, he'll never return them. Hell, he'll never even come see ya." I frowned, "what do you mean?"
"Don't worry 'bout allat baybeh. I got a proposition fa ya. I got a meetin' with some niggas and want ya ta' be my arm candy. Maybe you'll find some shit out fa ya own good. "
I sighed along with a nod.
"I'll be back by 10 ta' pick you up. Wear some sexy but not too sexy," he instructed with a smirk. "Gimme kiss ma." He leaned in to kiss my lips but I moved my face. He gripped my chin in his hand and forced my face to be parallel from his. "When I say gimme a kiss, you gon' give me a kiss. Do I make myself clear?"
I didn't say anything. All I did was stare at the r&b star that everybody loved, but right now, I was starting to hate him. He leaned in and pecked my lips repeatedly. A smile widened on his face. "I'll be back lata'." He left out of my room and soon I heard the front door closing.
I grabbed the closest thing to me, which was a pillow, and threw it against the wall. I can't believe my life has turned out to be somebody's bitch, but I refuse to be his pet for long. I wiped the tear that almost escaped my left eye and forced a smile on my face. I was a big girl and a big girl has to get yourself out of her own predicament.
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Michelle
Here he was, back over here with me. She couldn't win this battle and I damn sure was loving it.
"Man whatchu' want?" he growled between his clenched teeth. I jumped at his sudden personality change but quickly replaced it with lust. "You know exactly what I want August. I want you and only you. "
He sucked his teeth. "Bitch, how many time I'm gon' tell yo ass. I don't want you and neva will. Yo crazy ass must don't undastand shit?"
I was shocked he would call me crazy. "Nigga, I'm crazy? You're on like three different types of medication? I should tell Mariah. Maybe it'll be your reason for the obsession hm?"
He grabbed my wrist and twisted it as I laughed. "That doesn't hurt me August! You hurting me just leads me to want you even more. Just make love to me August. Please? I'll do anything you want. "
"Oh really?" he asked with a sudden happiness wash over his face. I nodded my head while biting my lip. Hopefully he would ask me to be his sex slave.
"Well die bitch." He growled before placing the cold barrel against my rib. I wasn't scared at all. I knew it would all come to this.
"Shoot me motherfucker. Then your career will tumble and fall. August Alsina: Sexy Murderer," I said with a cackle. Then I heard a gunshot going on and pain erupting from my side. He let go of my wrist and backed away slowly. "You shot me, " I said in disbelief as blood started pouring out of my mouth.
He grabbed his phone and left out of the room. I tried to catch up with him but every move I made, pain said oh hell no. I fell down and laid on my back. I stared at the spinning fan while the blood spurted out of my side and mouth.
"I'm sorry Mariah, " I said while tears streamed down my cheeks.
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Mariah
I watched as August talked with the fairly huge black man that sat across from him.
"Yeah, I got the two bodies earlier. You been pretty busy boss, " the man said.
"Yeah. I jus' killed the pretty one a few hours ago. Make sure ya tell ha neighbors you're family or some and she went on a vacation. And fa' the nigga, make sure his wife and kids get my condolences."
"Who these people are again boss? "
"Michelle Morr, and Tyrese Jackson. "
My head jerked to August as he said the names of my sister and friend. "What the fuck? You killed my damn sister!" The rest of the restaurant was empty so August was saved.
"Baybeh, chill!"
I slapped his face then started to punch his chest. I started to cry while hitting him.
"Get this bitch yo!" August yelled. I felt a pair of hands grab my body and pulled me away from August. "Fuck you! Killed my damn sister. I hate you!" His face showed sadness but I didn't care. I inched my hands toward the man's penis and squeeze it tightly. He dropped me and grabbed his penis. I ran from his side and tried to run out the door but August grabbed me.
"Stop playing ma!"
"Let me go August!"
He pulled something from his side and put it to my forehead. "Stop fuckin' movin' fa' I blow ya damn brains. I elbowed him in the abdomen and grabbed the gun. I held it to his face and started to feel my eyes water up with tears once again. "Why did you kill my sister August?"
" 'Cause I love you baybeh! She tried ta' break us apart. You couldn't see that?"
I shook my head, "but I don't love you August! I don't even like you! This is too much."
"She was crazy ma. Belee' me."
"You're crazy too! How could you do this to me? How could you take my sister away from me?" By now I was in sobs.
"I'm sorry ma, I'm sorry."
"Fuck your apology! You took her away from me!" I was about to pull the trigger but somebody beat me to it. Somebody shot a gun, but it wasn't me. I saw blood, but it wasn't mine. Or was it?
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