All the Right Moves | AUGUST ALSINA.

ATRM | EIGHT.

Whewwww. Y'all I wasn't even gonna update today fr like at all, LMFAOOO. But this chapter is relatively short sooo yeah. Think of it as a filler???

Enjoy, my loves.

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Miami, Florida.
June 10th, 2023.
Unedited.

"O?" Amon called softly, walking across his living room and sitting down next to him. Ares sat on the other side of him, looking down at his hands. "You doing aight?"

"We just wanted to ask you, you know?" Ares added, both of the boys looking at the side of his face.

It was only two days after Onyx had caught his first two bodies and it was killing him on the inside. Every time he closed his eyes, all he saw was their dead bodies. He even dreamt of it in a third person view, he had to watch himself do that to people.

Onyx was never built for all that came with the life Amon lived, he just made his money, minded his business, and took care of his little sister like he's always done. He knew of Mo, Mir, and now Reese, all having bodies, he knew of Prince having bodies too and never did he ever judge them.

He knew that at the end of the day, they did shit like that for survival. Even if they didn't, Onyx knew that whatever they decided to do outside of him had nothing to do with how they really were as people.

Onyx truly and genuinely loved everyone that he's ever come into contact with, he couldn't even really hurt a fly if he wanted to.

He was so laid back, he was so fucking sweet, caring, he was literally like a ball of sunshine and energy at times. Of course he's had to be serious more often than not lately but that's who he truly was at the core and right now, he didn't even recognize himself.

Ares and Amon reacted differently when they had their first bodies. Amon hated himself but he accepted it and shrugged it off while Ares wanted to do it again but he also knew that he didn't like the PTSD it came with. Both Amon and Reese saw how that shit fucked up their brother Amir and wanted no parts. Well not all parts.

"Please don't tell, Lani." Onyx whispered, "Please." He begged softly. "I don't want her to look at me differently."

"She'd never look at you differently, O." Amon reassured and Ares nodded, grabbing his hand and squeezing.

"There's nobody on this earth that she loves more than she loves you. You'll always be her favorite person in her eyes, I promise."

"She'll never forgive me." He whimpered and sucked his teeth. "Why the fuck am I always crying dawg!" He suddenly bellowed, making Ares flinch but Amon kept his gaze on him.

"That's just who you are, O... nothing wrong with that." He licked his lips, "What you did and... damn, honestly how you did it isn't something you can get over in the span of a day, or even months."

"I killed innocent people, Bullet. I can't even look at myself." O closed his eyes and popped them back open, shaking his head. "I see them every time I close my eyes bruh."

"Ares you take the mic." Mo cleared his throat. Amon used to be as bad tempered as his brother but he grew out of it. Now he didn't even give shit a reaction unless he had to, he didn't like confrontation, and he just stayed to himself. He'd much rather talk some shit out first before shooting, in this case that obviously wasn't how he was moving though.

Ares on the other hand lived for the drama and he damn sure loved being in the mix. He didn't give a fuck how people saw him, he didn't care that his temper was ugly, it made people stay away from him and that's all he wanted. He loved to turn up and make people feel him whether it was serious or not.