Jersey or Hip Hop ❓| August Alsina

Climax 2

Dream's POV

Walking along the roadway, a complete mess, I found myself trying to keep it together but failing miserably. Every time I wiped a tear away, another one fell. Thoughts and questions flooded my mind as I head towards the cafe.

It's clear that I can't trust Nellé. She's always been shady whenever it came to August and I, but I never thought that she actually wanted to be involved with him like that. I thought they were just really good friends.

As I walk, I recall her calling herself trying to warn me about August's reputation with women after shooting hoops in the park that one day after the girls run. I recall how Phil conveniently showed up at their coach's house while I was walking August to the door. Plus how she tried to call me out in front of Phil the day after August took me to Chris and Trey's concert. Surprised she didn't snitch to Phil yet about me being in New Orleans or the charity ball situation. Or did she? If she did, Phil's sure acting like nothing happened. I just can't trust her. I guess only time will tell.

Despite all of her shadiness, I fear that everything's she said to me so far today is adding up. That's my true fear. It doesn't matter how much she's been conniving and messy, what matters is whether August fell for her trap.

Thinking back to yesterday morning when he came home, the many questions he ignored and redirected is truly breaking me inside. The way he behaved on our way to the doctor, it all makes sense now. It's clear he had something major on his mind aside from me being pregnant. And let's not forget her having his belongings in her possession and him insisting on wearing protection while making love to me last night even though I told him there was no need. I love August with all of me but if he truly slept with Nellé, I don't think I could be with him anymore.

I thought we had a deeper understanding. I thought he wasn't the type to be unfaithful. I mean he is a man...but I guess I just saw August in a different light. I expected more from him.

Finally nearing the head of the road, I can see the little coffee shop across the street, right next to the gas station. Nead's Coffee & Bagels plastered in big letters above the entrance of the shop. I sighed. Just the mere sight of the shop caused goose bumps to line my arms. I hugged myself and gently rubbed them away and crossed the street.

Making my way to the entrance, I took a deep breath before resting my hand on the handle of the door. Opening the door, I exhaled. Stepping inside I can see Nellé occupying the booth furthest to the back. A teacup and a small saucer holding what looks to be a muffin sat before her. She peered at her watch briefly then picked up a tiny utensil and began stirring her hot beverage like she has no worries in the world.

I don't think I've ever felt like this towards another woman. Not even towards the stripper Phil cheated with. I guess cause everything is just so different with August. A different type of love, a different type of happiness...which would of course mean a different type of hurt if deception ever presents itself. If I knew how to explain this feeling, I would.

This whole situation is making me second guess my decision to be with him. Never thought I'd be here meeting with the woman who's insinuating that she may have slept with the man who asked me, just last night, to spend the rest of my life with him; the father of my unborn child. To make matters worse, I just got with August. I mean we knew each other for longer but we haven't been in a relationship for more than two months. So if this is how he plans on going about this relationship thing, then it's plain and simply not for me.

All of this doesn't make much sense to me. It's like I'm in a twilight zone all of a sudden. He was so patient with me, he waited on me, he fought for me and loved me the right way. I thought what I had with Phil was love, but only after meeting August I understood what true love is supposed to feel like or at least so I thought. So for something like this to potentially come between us is unimaginable.