ASHANTI POV.
I decided on being a fashion model, but these mother fuckers being extra, talking about college dreeges. So, I guess I start classes today. I got out of bed hating the fact that I had on August's shirt, I sat on the edge of the bed thinking about him. I went to the bathroom washing my face, and suprisingly saw Kayla in her little tub.
"Mommy, I diz(did ) it". She was splashing soapy bubbles around. I laughed and bathed her. I grabbed my comb and combed our hair, grabbing her school uniform. I wore a red pencil dress with black heels, putting my hair in bouncy soft curls. Getting into the car I stopped at Duncan Donuts.
"Kayla, pick up my purse". I was at a stop light looking at a black old Catholic. It was parked on the opposite side of the street, supringly having the same license plate number, as August. Being the bitch that I am, I knocked on the door. It slid open. I peaked in a little hearing moans. Oh god, my face twisted up. I noticed a man's voice similar to Augs accident, "Ride meh baybe".
I carefully walked upstairs and saw his shirt on the hallway floor. Yup, its him. I stood behind the door watching them. Tears quiclky formed and filled my eyes. I sighed, "eh- em".
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He's Mines III- BadGirl Trilogy(August Alsina )
Teen Fiction"I'll keep Grindin' for my Family, I'm not in these Streets no More"!
