The Preacher's Daughter ( August Alsina Edition )

Chapter 18

* August's POV *

Chanelle sat there playing with her food & with her head down.
August: Wanna talk about some?
Chanelle: How much longer we'll be here?
August: I don't know... Probably a while.
Chanelle: Well I'm ready to go!
She said standing up with an attitude & walking over to look out the window.
August: Why you so damn mad all of a sudden?
Chanelle: Cause I'm tired of being here.
August: What cha mean?
Chanelle: I don't like it here.
She said turning around looking at me.
August: Well, you know I got music.
Chanelle: & when you gone do it?
August: You know I'm out chea doing what I can. Shit take time. They not just gone put my yellow ass on the radio. I need connections hell.
Chanelle: Well get one.
She grabbed her clothes while I snatched them out her hand. All this money just fell to the floor.
August: How da fuck you get all this?
Chanelle: Working.
August: At fucking Waffle House?
I asked amazed since it was more than what she looked like she'll make there.
Chanelle: I get tips & save them.
She said walking out the door.

* Chanelle's POV *

Tonya was on the "punishment" that Barbie was on tonight. I sat there & listened to her cry for help while getting dressed.
Lady: You wanna know how to block all this shit out?
She asked me.
Chanelle: How?
Lady: Here.
She said handing me a glass of wine & ecstasy.
Lady: You'll love it.
At that point anything was better than facing reality. I took the pill & drunk all the wine before I started feeling funny. Actually I felt "alive". Like I could do anything. I walked out into the club area & let the music move me. For the first time, I felt in control of what was happening.
Dj Sauce: That was Sunshine!
He yelled while Lady escorted me offstage & back into the dressing room.
Chanelle: I did so good. I loved it. I wanna go again.
I said stumbling over to my locker.
Lady: You gotta turn in your money & go home babe.
Chanelle: I don't...
She ran me over to the toilet realizing I was about to throw up. I finished & sat there in the floor.
Lady: Finished?
Chanelle: Yes.
Lady: C'mon let me take you home.
Chanelle: Where's Tonya?
Lady: She's, um, in the office.
She said taking me out to her car & back to the motel. I walked into the room & August laid there asleep. I bumped into the table & started laughing which woke him up.
August: What you doing?
Chanelle: Nothing.
August: Come lay down.
Chanelle: I don't...want to.
He stood up & carried me back to the bed & laid down beside me. I tried to get back up, but he held me in his arms as if I was in prison & told to lay down.
August: Can you stop being so damn hard to handle?
Chanelle: I didn't want to lay down.
August: Go to sleep.
He ordered me while I laid there.
The next morning..
I woke up w/ a slight headache & seen August bringing in our breakfast.
August: You finally up?
Chanelle: Time is it?
August: 10.
Chanelle: I, um...
August: Let's talk.
Chanelle: Bout?
August: Mane what's going on wit cha?
Chanelle: Nothing. I'm just... Ready to go. Houston ain't for me.
August: Bullshit. Let me know when you wanna talk. Aight?
He said walking out slamming the door.