Risky Business (August Alsina Story)

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Okayyy, children. Gather 'round cause I gots me a story to tell.

August

This afternoon, when Missy had put Lyric down for her nap, I confessed to her. I laid everything out on the table. That I'd fucked around with when she and I were separated. I didn't have sex with her. I didn't even get her alone. I let her give me head while Lisa gave her head.

At the moment, I felt like a G, but once I seen how she'd become even more obsessive I felt like shit. I feel like I'm the one who put Missy and Lyric through all of this. Lyric, my precious baby, who can't even comprehend what's going on right now has been dragged into the situation.

Killing Susie off may have helped the stalking, but it damn sure wouldn't help the break up that was taking place. Missy decided she couldn't be around a liar and a whore. Now, I'm a whore too. I couldn't blame her though. I caused that damage. The stalking that Susie did before our encounter was nothing compared to what she did after it.

Missy says I'm the one to blame for all our troubles with Susie. I thought the same thing. Missy had fussed at me ever since I told her, which was hours ago. She threw anything that was in her reach at me. Now, she's packing her belongings.

I couldn't do much. She deserved to get away from me. I wasn't going to interfere, until I seen her carrying Lyric's car seat outside. Now, I know I fucked up, but she wasn't taking my baby away from me. I loved that little girl with everything in me. I wasn't going to sit by and watch her take my baby away.

It would literally kill me, if the two most important girls walked out of my life. I don't know how I would be able to handle it. I already don't have my mother's love and Missy knows that. She also knows if she takes Lyric out of my life, she's also taking away my heart. No human, ever to live, has survived without a heart.

Like I said, I know I messed up, but not that bad.

"Missy, why you taking ha' seat?" I ran up to her. "You know why. I'm not leaving my baby with you. You can't even care for her. You have a career." she huffed.

She tried to push past me, but was stopped once I grabbed a hold onto her forearm. "Look, I know. I know I messed, but please Missy. I'm begging you, I'a get on my knees right hea'," I said, kneeling down. "Do not take her from me." I cried.

"Get up, August." she instructed. I brought myself to my feet and waited on her to finish. "You did your dirt. You expect me to leave my baby with you."

"Our baybeh." I corrected.

"That's right. Our baby. The one who could have gotten hurt that night by that crazy bitch because of your deeds. I loved you August and you fucked up, one too many times. She loves you, August. Lyric fucking loves you. You think I wanna' separate y'all? I don't. I want my baby to be in a two-parent home, but I'm not gonna' push a dream, that'll turn into a nightmare."

I wiped away the tears that were pouring out of her eyes, but they kept coming.

"Don't say that. Don't say you luh'd me. Say you still do. I luh you Missy. I'm in luh witchu'. There ain't no way, all the luh fa' me is gone. Let me make it up. I promise, I won't fuck up. Let me just try again. I'm still learning this luh shit." I begged, once again.

I don't beg anyone for anything and I damn sure don't cry all up in people face, but Missy made me do that. She had that effect. She's shown me nothing but love and I've shown her nothing but fuck ups.

No matter how much of a punk I looked like right now, it's all for those two ladies. I would do it in front of the whole world, if that's what it took.

I pulled Missy into a hug, but she didn't hug back. I don't know if it's because she didn't want to or because her hands were full, but I wanted to make this last forever. I couldn't live without her and I wanted her to know that I loved her.

"Can you stay, just a luh' longa'?" I whispered into her neck. I clenched my eyes shut. I was scared of what she would say. I felt a slight movement from her, but I couldn't determine if it she nodded her head or shook it.

"Huh?" I yearned for clarification.

"Just a little longer." she spoke.

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THE END !

The ending was lame, but guess what? It's okay b/c it's only supporting the first chapter of the, DRUMROLL PLEASE! *Drum roll plays* SEQUEL!!!

Yes, I'm doing a sequel b/c I felt like there's some unfinished business between Missy and August.

Speaking of Unfinished Business, that shall be the name of the sequel. Lmao, I only said that b/c that last sentence gave me the idea but anywhore.

I'll just post the story, I'm not doing anything else until tomorrow, maybe, maybe not. Probably not *evil laugh*

And I'm conceited so I'll put myself in the MM again.

Plus, I wanted to show y'all what I looked like without makeup so y'all can identify me if I go missing. BUT ONLY IF I GO MISSING. Now don't go and try to identify me in a police line up. End up having to whoop some ass.