August's P.O.V
I was siting in da trap talking to rayan.......its hurt few weeks and nothing on Logan.....we was talkin bout different shit den he went upstairs....i looked around nd dis place look da same...another nigga came in and looked around
Me: wass up
????: im hea fa downstairs....rayan hea
Me: he real busy right na
???: mane!!!......,,tell ill be back tonight fo it
Me: wass ya name cuz
???: big chuck
Me: ight i got chu chuck
He left and i sat and wondered.....why only niggas come for downstairs....whatever down stairs i wanna see it.....i looked up da stairs and went towards the basement door and opened da lock .....it looked dirty down dea.....as i went down all da way i seen a bed, nd someone on it
Me:.....
My eye brows went up and my nosy ass went closer ...i stopped and walked back upstairs but somethin told ta keep goin.....i went nd it was a girl tied up...my heart beated faster as i moved her hair to da side....
Me: lo.......
I hurried up and tried getting her arms down, dey were bleedin...after i got em down dey fell lifelessly and i pulled my hoodie off coverin her body
Me: what have dey done ta you
I said feeling my eyes burn nd a knot form in my throat ....she was drugged out and her lips were so dry she needed water...i picked her up cant standing da sight of lookin at her like dis any longer....my eyes got watery as her arms fell to da side
Me: its okay..........its okay mamas im hea ....
I cried.....i walked out da house nd walked wit logan in my arms
Me:........
I walked to da hospital and looked down at Logan....
Me: cmon lo open dem eyes....babey gurl open dem please
Her eyes rolled as i walked faster
Me: looogannn
She tried lifting her arm up but failed...i walked in da hospital and went to da front desk
Me: she needs help..........GET HA HELP SHE NEEDS HELPP PLEASE
i couldnt breathe knowing logan was out of it in my arms, they took her and i watched them push her bed , i looked away and i was cryin.....lass time a nigga cried was afta i found out about mel, dea was blood on my hands and my wife beata.........i froze thinking of what just happen......everytime i was ova dea lo was right unda neeth my feet sufferin.....all cuz of me...cuz i juss had ta run off wit my mouth i sat down holdin my head in my hands which were covered in logans blood........,..
They lied, and sat in my fuckin face smilin and havin conversations liks she wasnt down dea........i thought and thought, when she wake up shes gonna talk nd imma take care of it, but den again.....no matta what i do, she aint neva gone forget what happen to her.....i left and went to da hotel room wit haden, she was sleep, i took my shirt off nd took a shower, as da water washed blood of my arms i kept thinking of when i saw her......i got out nd my eyes were orange, i put on a black t shirt nd sweats , haden woke up and was cryin....i held her as she kept cryin hard
haden: i feel like its all my fault august
me: why would you touch my shirt if you knew dis would happen
Haden: august .....there was blood over it, it was either you was hurt or somebody else was
Me: im goin back to da hospital
Haden: can i meet you there
Me: na
Haden: then at lease calm down
i walked out and went back, as i waited some more in the waitin room i tought of when i first met lo and dey tripped her, den i found out dat lil mama was a chatter box, nd talked alot...i smiled thinking of everything we did ......i laid my head back and could just imagine how rayan feels , seeing that lo is gone....his emotions aint gone last long cuz when your dead, you cant think, feel, or anything.....all dat shit is gone....even doe she was alive i know she felt life less
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Struggle for love
Hayran KurguLife's hard in New Orleans.....nd when you hit rock bottom you think you can't get no lower, But when your stuck how do you help someone when you can't help yourself....you can't force love , but you can go through a struggle for it....
