The Preacher's Daughter ( August Alsina Edition )

Chapter 19

* Chanelle's POV *

It had been weeks & finally August had decided we'll leave in a few weeks. Until then I was gonna continue to make my money so we could have some to fall back on. I walked inside the club & straight to the dressing room over to my locker.
Tonya: Trell needs to see you.
Chanelle: Okay.
I walked inside while he was sitting at his desk w/ his feet kicked up.
Latrell: Close the door.
I did as told always to stay on his good side since he never asked for side favors anyways, just to make his money.
Latrell: I got your message.
Chanelle: Yeah cause I'm moving soon.
Latrell: Oh okay. Really?
Chanelle: Yeah.
He stood & walked closer to me.
Latrell: You know I like you Sunshine.
Chanelle: Yeah...
Latrell: & you've done a good job here.
Chanelle: Yeah...
He grabbed my hand.
Latrell: You wanna know something though?
Chanelle: What?
Latrell: You'll always be Sunshine.
He said slapping me back on the bed. Yeah, he had a bed in his office... basically his own private room especially since so many of them would be on "punishment".
Chanelle: Latrell!
Latrell: Think you gone leave here like that? Gotta have you remember me.
He said climbing on top of me & trying to rip my shirt. I wasn't going down without a fight so I slapped him back which made him angry.
Latrell: You think you the shit now? You bad?
He said punching me which caused my nose to bleed. I yelled but it was like silence to the others. I started to beg him to stop only for him to hold my hands down w/ one hand while he snatched open my shirt.
Latrell: Be still!
He started kissing my chest before he slapped me again & made his way down my body. All I could think about was praying in my head.
Chanelle: God please help me.
Latrell: God ain't here.
He said slapping me for making a comment like that as if it were to offend him. All of sudden glass went across his head... It was Lady. She grabbed my hand & helped me up.
Lady: Leave. Don't come back. I can handle this. I'm use to it.
I walked out & seen him beating Lady as if she were a punching bag... but I did as she told me. I was limping back to the motel since one heel was broken. I opened the door & August had roses petals all over the room.
August: What da fuck Nelle?
Were his first impression of my torn shirt, bleeding nose, bruised lip, & broken heel. I was so tired I fell into his arms.
August: Who did this shit?!
Chanelle: Nobody.
August: Tell me!
Chanelle: Nobody.
August: Don't make me have to go see for myself.
Chanelle: Nobody. Stop. I just need...
I couldn't even finish my sentence. My tears had swallowed all the words right up. The tears were doing the talking.
August: Baby, who did this?
He said sitting in the floor & holding me. I still gave him no answer. He helped take off my clothes & carried me to the tub. Bathing me & placing me into the bed.
Chanelle: I love you.
August: I love you too.
He laid beside me as always... Protecting me.

* August's POV *

We got out at the airport ready to board a plane to Atlanta. After last night it made me just wanna get away since that's what she wanted. We got off at the airport in Atlanta & got us a taxi. Chanelle used her "tip" money to pay for us an apartment.
Chanelle: I'm so glad to be out of Houston.
August: I bet. You wanna tell me what da fuck happened there?
Chanelle: Nothing. I had an accident.
August: So somebody accidentally punched yo ass & made your nose bleed?
Chanelle: Yeah. Misunderstanding.
August: What you misunderstand for them to do that to ya?
Chanelle: I don't wanna talk about it.
She said laying across the bed.
Chanelle: Anything that happened there is my past. I'm moving forward.
August: Stop that shit. What really happened? A nigga hit you?
Chanelle: No.
August: Who? Huh? Who?
She ignored me as if I weren't talking to her. So fuck it, I gave up... Moving on.