Instant Love V: The Finale {Pentalogy: August Alsina Story}

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August POV:

I ain't doin' shit ta'day. Tha only thang Imma do is lay in tha bed. Tha only thang I did was freshen up. Then I got back in tha bed. Tha kids gone so I'm chillin' watchin' E!. Er'where I go "August and Mariah" dis. "August and Mariah" dat. And I'm juss like shut tha fuck up and get tha fuck ova it. So I juss turned off tha TV. Then my phone goes off. And all these emails pop up. I juss turn off my phone. Then my otha phone goes off. And it's a text from Kirk sayin' open tha damn doe and one from MeMe. I go downstairs and open tha doe

Kirko: "Nigga tha fuck wrong wit chu?!"

Me: "Nigga nun wrong wit me!"

Kirko: "Clearly it is if y'all divorcin'!"

I walked off and he came in and closed tha doe

Kirko: "Both of y'all stupid fa doin' dis. Both of y'all fucked up..."

I juss looked at him

Kirko: "Yea. Chris tol' me. He tol' me it juss happened. Besides...dey were both a lil buzzed. So therefore...both of y'all drunked fucked somebody. Both of y'all crossed tha line. Except tha only difference is dat MeMe didn't get pregnant. Na dat...is beyond crossin' tha line..."

Me: "Maybe ha and Chris should get ta'getha. If you think about it...he tha only loyal nigga outta all of us. Maybe not friend wise cuz he fucked MeMe knowin' we're still married so technically he fucked my wife. *sighs* But otha than dat...he loyal. Imma always be tha nigga ta fuck up. Thought I changed. But in reality...I'm still tha same Aug..."

Kirko: "You did change. You changed fa one female. And dat was fa MeMe"

Me: "I didn't change a whole lot obviously"

Kirko: "In yo defense. Yeen ain't know what chu did..."

Me: "Good point. You right bout dat. Oh well. Too late na. It's gettin' finalized ta'morrow. Soooo...I'm not gon' do shit but go ta dat court room. Listen and look back and forth at er'body in there..."

Kirko: "Yeen ain't thinkin' straight my nig. Dis is gonna be yo biggest regret if yo life. Y'all needa go back ta yo counselor"

Me: "Tha fuck?"

Kirko: "I'm juss sayin'. It might help a lot. It worked last time. Y'all was finna divorce afta juss a year of bein' married. Y'all went ta ha...got 18 years. Do you see where I'm goin' wit dis?"

Me: "Nigga I ain't dumb. Of course I know where you goin' wit dis. But dat don't mean it's gonna happen. Cuz it's not. If we supposed ta be married...sum'n' will let us know. Til then...I'm ova it. It's done"

He juss shakes his head. But it's tha truth! Y'all know it's tha truth! If we supposed ta be married. There will be some signs. And shit will get betta. Til then...it's not supposed ta be. And I hate ta be tha one ta say it...

Nevaeh POV:

Dis sucks! Big time! I can't deal wit dis. So I juss stay in my room listenin' ta my music. And I think pops know sum'n' up and he's juss not sayin' nun. Lani and I juss got back home. While I was layin' in bed on my laptop talkin' ta Shawn on Skype, somebody knocked. I tol' him I'll talk ta him lata and tol' whoeva it was ta come in

Me: "Hey pops"

August: "Hey NeNe. You good?"

Me: "...Yea. I'm fine. Why you ask dat?"

August: "Cuz you and Lani off..."

Me: "I'm good. It juss...sucks. Dats all. I juss don't like it. It's weird. Na...I can't even go ta school without bein' ask five hunnid times er'day "Are you OK?". "How ya holdin' up?". "Are you movin' ta a different area na?". And blah blah blah. It works my nerves. Ion like it. I juss don't. She's in Miami. And we're hea'. Our family...is broken. And it's not gettin' fixed..."