Dysfunctional Love (August Alsina)

When No Is Not A Option✌

August POV

"August who is that and why she callin yo phone?" Sabrina snapped

"Jayce bebeh." I said walkin over to my suitcase.

"Her again? She already disrespected me my askin to talk to you in private now this bitch callin yo phone?"

"Sabrina chill damm don't start dis shidd I told you she was cool."

She sat on edge of the bed with her head tilted to the side eyein me.

I put my black Nike sweats on and white T-shirt then out my 2015 Nike air max on. I grabbed my car keys, phone, and snapback then headed for the door.

"Where you goin?"

"Hookah Bar." I said blunlty.

I left out and drove to 17th street.

Jayce Pov

It was around 4 o'clock and still no sign of August. I was tempted to call him but he doesn't like being rushed and would fuck around and not come at all.

I sipped on my strawberry mixed vodka drink then my song came on remedy toot it up i wanted to get up soooooo bad but i felt a tap on my shoulder.

I turned to the sight of him. I stood up.

"Hey August." I smiled nervously.

"Wassup." He said giving me a hug.

He sat down in the booth acroos from me and grabbed the hookah stick.

He in haled the smoke then let it out asking me "so what you wanna talk about?"

"Ohh yeah um. ."

*gco*

"Dis bet not be about Cakes." He frowned.

I froze.

He got up leaving.

"August please."

He stopped. Then hesitated to sit down.

"Please." He sat with a annoyed expression.

"Thank you. . . so I guess my first question is. . what happened to you guys.?"

"Guys.?" I thought. I've been around Chyna too much. -.-

"What?" He asked puffing on the hookah stick.

I faced palmed myself.
"Let's cut the bs out Ok. Chyna thinks your trying to kill her."

He laughed then puffed on the stick.

"Somethin funny?"

"Wouldn't be surprised if she did think dat." He smirked.

"What you mean."

"Let's jus say if you have sum to do wit my brothas death. . . ya gotta go." He said blowin smoke in my face.

"So you was trying to kill her!?"

"That was the old me Jay." He said annoyed.

"You really think she had sum to do with that August? Huh you and me both know Chyna wouldn't hurt a fly let alone Mel." I snapped rather loudly.

"Well you ion know the Cakes I know. plus if she didn't why she run away and ain't tell us were she at."

He clenched his jaw and had so much hate in his eyes. I mean if looks could kill.

I reached out and touched his hand. "I don't know August but what I do know is Chyna wouldn't have not one part to do with it."

His eyes softened only to become even more darker.

He shrugged away "Ohh really?"

"Yes really."

"They why she ain't tell me who did it?"

"What?"

"She knew who did it but ain't tell me." He said while his jaw tightened.

"Maybe there's something she's not telling the both of us."

"What ever Man."

He is so fuckin stubborn. . . just like Chyna.

"Come with me to see her."

"No." He said blunlty.

"Why?"

"I ain't seen ha ass in how many years so why go see ha now.?"

"She doesn't have anybody August besides me and this old lady she met at the library and Chris just came into her life."

"So let me get this straight.. He put the hooka down and cleared his throat.

You want me to jus forget the past pick up the pieces and be in her life? How df ima be in her fuckin life when she ion even want me in. Better yet who df said I wanna be in it? She ran from me Jay wake up." He snapped

"Fine just go see. . ."

*gco*

"Omfg df did i jus say.!? You can't hear wit nem' luhh' nitty ass ears? I said. . ."

*gco*

"Would you let me Finnish??" I snapped.

He waved me off.

"As I was saying come and see her. I'm not asking for you to be in her life. Just see her for at least a couple minutes and I'll leave you alone. I'll delete your number and everything. Don't walk out of New York and regret it later on. As much anger and hate you show twords her I know you still care." A slight tear crept out my eye.

He sat back in his chair stroking his beard.

"5 minutes."

I squinted.

"Ight man ten & I'm out. Got a flight to catch in the morning anyways."

"Perfect let's go."

We got up and headed for the exit.

"Your car or mine?"

"I know where the hospital at." He said getting into his black hummer.

"Ok." I said getting into my black and red camaro.