Against All Odd's (August Alsina Thug Story)

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Taylor pov

I let Chris in and I sat back on the bed next to A3.

"U ight T?" He asked sitting on the other side of me.

"No C I thought I was done crying about them being gone but I'm not... When I got shot I had a near death experience and I saw mom and dad and I actually talked to them and mom called me T pot C" I said looking at him

He laughed "I remember why she gave you that nickname... Bc u were a hot head"

"Shut up!" I said laughing a lil

"T u really think every time you think bout them u not goin cry or be sad? It don't work like that T. U just gotta do what I do" he said

"What u do?" I asked

"Once a month I take a couple hours and just either think about them or cry or even pray... Just whatever I need to do. U feel me?" He asked

"Yea... Thanks C" I said hugging him

"U my sis T this my brotherly dude" he said getting up

"Now if you'll excuse me I gotta finish something with O... Something sexual if you get me" he said walking to the door

"Your gross and instead of moving today let's move tomorrow" I said laying down

"Ight see you later" he said waking out.

I laid down and got comfortable then I heard a knock on the door. I turned over and Aug was walking to his side of the bed.

"I'm sorry" I said

"It's coo ik you didn't wanna talk but I was pushing you and I'm sorry too" he said laying down

"Instead of moving today we goin do it tomorrow" I said putting A3 in his crib then laying back down.

He pulled me to him by my waist so I wreaked my arms round him and traced his tattoos writ my finger.

"T?" He said

"Huh" I answered

"I just want you to know you strong and I love you" he said closing his eyes

"I love you too" I said closing my eyes