In This Together {August Alsina Story}

Chapter 5: I aint gonna be no deadbeat

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August

Its almost been a month since I've been in New York and my album is still not finished.

I can't work, eat or sleep because all I've been thinking bout is Zolee and her or should I say our daughter.

I honestly don't know what to do. I've prayed about it and I still don't have answers.

I couldn't talk to just anyone about it because as a new artist I don't want my reputation to end before it even starts. I don't need my story all over TV and magazines.

We were in the studio trying to finish a song and I kept zoning out.

"August mane are you even listening to anything I just said." My writing partner Sean Pent said

"Huh?" I asked shaking my head

"Mane forget it! I don't know what's wrong with you but you need to stay focused if you want this album done. I'm out I'll see you later." He packed up his books and shit and left me sitting there alone

I sighed and laid my head on the table.

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I hadn't realized I fell asleep until my big brother Travis came in yelling.

"Get the hell up nigga. Ain't you suppose to be working?" He asked hitting me upside the head.

I picked my head up and looked at the clock it was 4pm. I had been asleep for at least an hour.

"What's going on with you lil bro. You been acting weird as fuck lately. You came out here to focus and finish your music and so far ain't shit getting done." He said taking a seat on one of the chairs in the studio.

"It's just been a lot going on and I don't know how to wrap my head around it all." I spoke.

"You thinking bout Mel? You know he would want you to be doing this music shit more than anything." He said leaning on the table

I shook my head "no it has nothing to do with him"

"So wassup then? You act like you can't talk to a nigga. We family."

I sighed. If I was gon tell someone it should be my brother.

"You Remember Zolee right?" I asked

"The lil girl you was messing with back in the day?" He asked

I nodded "yea her. She lives out in New York now and I saw her. A couple times actually and she told me some crazy shit."

I paused not knowing exactly how to put it in words. He raised his eyebrows letting me know I had his full attention.

"So I was with her right, then I stopped fucking with her because I thought she cheated on me."

"With that nigga Taz right?" He said

I nodded "yea but here's the fucked up part. She said that nigga Taz raped her."

He looked up at me with kids eyes wide open. "You said you saw it though right?" He asked

I shook my head "i don't know what I saw man I was ready to murk both of them that night. That's shit wasn't cool."

"so she had a baby and this whole time I'm thinking its TAZ baby. She told me that it's mine." I sighed and looked at him.

He was quite for a minute. I reached in my pocket pulled out a blunt and sparked it. I took two long pulls and handed it to him.

He looked at it for a second and took it. Travis didn't usually smoke as much as I did so I know this was something serious.