*Chuchi p.o.v*
I stepped on the set of Chris's music video. They was shooting 'Hold You Down' today and I was asked by the directer to do hair and make up for Chris and his dancers. Knowing the history I had with the director, I couldn't say no. Plus, the money is too good for me to pass up the offer.
I know some of y'all like 'What About Chris?!'. I don't give a fuck about him. He know better than to come in between my money. This my way of income and I wish he would try to fuck that up. Kimbo Slice can have his ass. He ain't really that much of a prize.
I went over to the area that I was going to be using. I had a lot to do today. I had to get the girls looking A1, the back up dancers looking A1, then there's DJ Khaled, August, Jeremih, Future, then Chris, that I have to work on. It's too much but this what I gotta do to make this money.
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I just got finished with one of the girls hair. When she left, the great August Alsina, came in, singing at that. He came over to me and hugged me.
"Long time no see" He said pulling away.
"I seen you when Kasey had the twins" I reminded him.
"That was 3 months ago." He said laughing. I sat down in the chair. Usher didn't really need anything done to him so I can relax and catch up. This was my dude. He sat down in a chair across from me.
"So tell me. Why does Chris have Karrueche on his lap and not you?" He asked.
"Wait What?!" I said louder than I intended to. He chuckled.
"I knew yo ass still had feelings for him" He said laughing. His laughing died down a little, then he said "Nah, but forreal. They over in Chris's trailer doing god knows what. I came to see how you felt about the whole situation because I know y'all had stuff going on"
I couldn't do it anymore. I don't know what it is about August but he finds a way to make me drop my brick walls that I have worked so hard to keep up. My eyes started to water but I refused to let tears fall. I let my pain out with my words
"I gave him everything. I let him break down my walls. He was my first. He meant everything to me and he knows that. It hurts to know that he doesn't even care. He stomped on my heart and just laughs. I thought he loved me. I thought he would never heart me. He ripped my heart into tiny little pieces. Because of him I am incapable of loving anyone else because I'm so head over heels for the great Christopher Maurice Brown but in reality he just thinks of me as another dumb bitch, he done fucked over. "
August came over to me and pulled me in one of his famous warm hugs. I could smell his manly sent. For the first time, I found myself attracted to August. I always looked at him as a kid in a grown man's body but right now I look at him for who he truly is. A caring and sexy man.
"Let's go to my trailer" August said, helping me up and wiping my tears away.
When we got in his trailer, he locked the door and sat down with me on the couch. He wrapped his arm around me.
"Thank you August" I said moving a little closer to him.
"Fa What?" He asked, his accent slipped out, sending shivers through out my body.
"Comforting me. I probably look like a complete mess" I said looking down, playing with my hands. He lifted my head up with his finger.
"Man, Chris a dumbass for letting you go" He mumbled but I still heard him. He leaned in and kissed me. I ain't waste no time kissing him back. His lips made me feel like I was on cloud 9. They was so soft. He tugged on my bottom lip, asking for entrance. I, of course gave it too him. We was in a heated make out session, when someone started knocking on the door. August got up and went to answer it. It was just the director's assistant.
