All the Right Moves | AUGUST ALSINA.

ATRM | FORTY-TWO.

I love Amir REAL BAD, LMFAOOOO.

REALLLLLLL BADDDDDDDD.

Enjoy.

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[ NEW SECTION OF THE BOOK — A BROTHER'S RAGE — PART TWO. — FEAT. AMON ALSINA, ARES ALSINA, ONYX VOLKAN, AND PHOENIX VOLKAN.

HEROES
— PHOENIX VOLKAN.
— MALACHI DE SANTA.
— JOCELYN WALKER.

ANTI–HEROES
— AMON ALSINA.
— ARES ALSINA.
— ONYX VOLKAN.
— JABARI VOLKAN.
— MADDOX DE SANTA.
— JACE WALKER. Deceased.
— MADISON NOVA.

VILLAINS
— JAMES HARRIS.
— ARI. (Now known as Amiri Alsina.)
— HARRIS.

DEATHS THIS SECTION: FIVE.
DEATHS THIS CHAPTER: THREE — ONE DEATH REMAINING.]

Miami, Florida.
July 7th, 2024.
Unedited.

"Duck yo' fuckin' head, Amon. You pissing me off." Amir called out from outside of the practice ring, watching him and Hoff spar.

"Relax, Amir, he's fine." Hoff said, sighing heavily when Amon missed one of his punches, something he never did. "Or not. Go home, kid."

Amon stepped back and clenched his jaw, looking down at his gloves, nodding his head. "He can hear that? I raised you wit' manners-"

"Thanks, dad." Amon quickly said to Hoff, making Amir squint at him. "Uh, I'a call you later." He quickly walked off and to the locker room while Hoff frowned and turned to face Amir.

"I'on wanna hear it." Mir waved his hand.

"Too bad. What the hell is your problem?"

"He act like he don't know what the fuck do to. I'on have time for him to be in his feelings-"

"Do you hear yourself?" Hoff scoffed angrily. "In his feelings? His brother, who was supposed to be dead for the last six years came back to life, and not only that, but now the same man who nearly killed Phoenix on multiple occasions is suddenly alive too. I don't care if you and Ares don't give a fuck, I don't care if you two think you're invincible and this is just another game for you to play, Amon doesn't see this shit the same way you do."

"Ain't no brother of mine gon' act like they scared-"

"Get out of my face, Amiri."

"You the one that wanted to talk to me." Amir busted out laughing and stood up when Amon came back out of the locker room, his head down as he zoned out. "Pick yo' head up." Mir shook his head and stood there until Amon did what he said before walking away.

"Hey." Hoff grabbed Amon's arm, "You call me when you can okay? Come to me and your aunt if this shit becomes too much for you to handle. Hear me?"

"Yeah, yeah. I hear you, I'm good though."

"Yeah." Hoff gave Mo a concerned look and roughly kissed his temple, nudging him away from him.

Mo clenched his jaw and walked right past Amir, not looking him in the face as they walked down the hall towards the front of the gym.