*SYMPHONY'S POV* It's been two days since my brother Clarence shot Dave in his legs. I legit cannot even process the fact that he even did that dumb shit.
I mean, YES; I'm angry with him for leaving me to be with my best friend. But I didn't want him harmed.
Clarence suggested that I'd go visit Dave in the hospital today just to not cause any suspicion on us. Because we all know how that can be;
The ex girlfriend is always the number one suspect.
Even though, in this case, I'm fairly one of them...
"Now, remember; you go in that hospital room, visit with him, talk with him, and act like everything is absolutely normal. Got it? We don't want any slight bit of attention on us for this."
Clarence whispered to me as the two of us were alone with each other in the living room.
Well, if you didn't have your best friend assault him because you were in your feelings about some pussy, we wouldn't be in this bullshit right now...
"Yeah. I got the memo, Clare."
"Good. Now I'll see you when you get back." - - - - Around twenty five minutes later, I arrived at the hospital. The nurse led me into Dave's room, where he was hooked up to machines and laying down asleep.
"Dave, you have a visitor..."
The nurse whispered to him, waking him up slowly. I slightly smiled, looking at Dave.
"Hey, Dave... how are you feeling..?"
"Not really the best, considering I got shot in both of my legs and I'm gonna be handicapped for the rest of my life. How are you, Symphony? If you're here to make me feel worse about myself, you might as well just leave."
"I'm not here to make you feel worse about anything, Dave. I genuinely just came to see how you're doing. I know we're not together anymore, but I still care about you. Where's Lauryn?"
"She just left an hour ago to go to work. She couldn't miss today, she brought in a new assistant that she had to train. She's been taking care of me very well, though."
"That's good... so you really won't be able to walk ever again?"
"What do you think, Symphony? They damaged all of my arteries."
"I'm sorry. How much longer will you be in here?"
"They said for about five more days."
Seeing him like this just crushed my heart. And the fact that it's MY brother that did all of this makes me feel ten times worse.
I didn't mean for it to go this far, I really didn't... - - - - *LAURYN'S POV* "And that's how you do everything you need to know. Anymore questions?"
I questioned my new assistant that I just hired; August.
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I figured that I would hire a guy for my assistant, due to having all girls in the salon already. I feel like I could use more guys around in the salon. So, that's where August comes in.
I originally didn't even want an assistant, I thought I could handle everything on my own. But with things getting so busy around here, the girls suggested that I should hire an assistant.
"Nah, I think I got everything down for the most part. Thanks for the job, again. It's been so rough finding a job lately. You know, with me just getting out of prison and everything."
"You don't have to mention it. I think everyone deserves a second chance. Including you. August Alsina, welcome to Lauryn's Salon. I'll pay you for your training today. But your first official day starts tomorrow."
"Thank you again, Lauryn. It was nice meeting all of you wonderful ladies. I'll see you tomorrow."
August gave out a smile, showing his gold grillz. Tiffany and Monique we're definitely swooning over August. Mariah was too somewhat, even though she was with Bashar.
"Girl, we told you to hire an assistant! Not a damn sex toy! That nigga is fineeee!"
Monique exclaimed. I chuckled and shrugged.
"I didn't hire him because he's fine. I hired him because he was the most eager one for the job. He was constantly in my emails, interested in joining the crew. We need people like that around here."
