*7 months later*
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Kyiana's sister Iyana and her family on top.
Kyiana's POV
I miss him so much. I miss his smile, his tattoos, his eyes-- We get it you miss him. I groan and rolled over to where I was laying on my back looking at ceiling. The last seven months have been hell. I mean living with my sister was nice but it wasn't like living with August. I guess I should tell you a little about my sister. Her name is Iyana and she is 25 years old. She is married to Chris Brown and has a 11 month year old daughter. If you're wondering why doesn't my older brother mess with her? My sister ran away at 16 to get married. There was a know at the bedroom's door. "Come in." I said. "You have a package." my sister said handing me a big envelope. "Thanks." I said. She nodded her head and left out. I opened the envelope and the first thing I grabbed was a note. It said: I see you're not around your protector anymore.-T My heart stopped. I looked in and pulled out some pictures. They were of me and my sister. Us at the grocery store, going to work. Oh shit he's found me again. I stopped for a second. He could hurt my sister and the baby. No I had to leave. And go where? What do you think? August. Exactly.
*Few Hours Later*
"You don't have to leave." my sister said for tenth time. I had booked a quick flight and we were at the airport. "Yes I do. If I leave he won't mess with you or your family. I'll be fine." I said. She looked at me. "Here." She gave me four rolls of money. "Before you say anything, you are taking it just in case August needs time to take you back and it's about $10,000 dollars." I nodded my head and put the money in my purse. "I gotta go." We gave each other a tight hug. "I love you." I said. "I love you back." she said. As the plane took off, I hoped August would accept me back because I just can't bear life with Trevor again. Please just take me back August. Lets hope.
*Next Day*
August's POV
Maria. Kyiana Maria Jackson. If we had a daughter we could have named her Marianna. I just want her back. "Boss we heading out." I got up and followed them. I promise my men I would take them out. We went and ate at a restaurant. As I was standing outside, I saw this girl that resembled Kyiana. The girl turnt around to where I could see her face. It was Kyiana. There was a group of guys near her. Then a car started to slow down. Hell naw. Here we go again. I ran to her and knocked her around the ground just as the shooting started. The shooting ceased and the car speed. "Nigga always want to do a drive-by." I said to myself out loud. You're still on top of Kyiana. I looked down at her. "Didn't we meet like this last time?" she asked. I nodded my head and then kissed her. I leaned back. "You're here?" I asked. She nodded her head. Then she turnt serious. "I need your help." she said. I helped her off the ground. "Anything you need." I said. "I need to kill Trevor." she said.
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