Chapter 8

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Tinashe pushed herself into the kitchen counter's corner. Looking around frantically, questioning if she was the only one in her home.

She tapped the contact app on her phone, calling Rocky.

Rocky sat in the middle of four other girls, enjoying his bottle of Mix Moscato as the best stripper in town, Blac Chyna, gave him a lap dance. His phone began to buzz in his pocket, but his mind was drifted onto Blac Chyna's ass.

Tinashe groaned when Rocky's phone went to voicemail. Turning off the fried chicken's grease, she ran upstairs, turning to a nearby closet.

She opened the closet, digging through the different coats, big and small, to come to a small door. "Where is the key...?" Tinashe mumbled to herself, rummaging through a box of photo albums.

She soon came to what she was looking for, unlocking the smal door before climbing into Rocky's hideout.

Tinashe plopped down onto a rusty couch, sighing in relief.

What is Rocky doin'? Why the hell he can't answer his phone, he said he was just with Chris... Or maybe he... No Tinashe, he ain't stupid enough to do that again. Tinashe shook her head to herself.

"Tinashee, baby girl!" Tinashe froze when she heard James' voice walk past the hideout, now tip toeing into another area, hiding in the corner.

She then pulled out her phone, calling August.

August sat up on his leather, while getting head from this brunette. "Got me a check, I got a check, yeah I done got me a check I go--" August picked up his phone, "Whassup?" He answered, "August, James' is in my house!" Tinashe whispered into the phone.

"Where you at?" August quickly sat up, pushing the brunette off, zipping his pants. "The hideout," Tinashe groaned, "I'm bout to be over there, okay?" August rushed to his car, "Okay!" Tinashe impatiently replied, hanging up the phone.
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August pulled up to Tinashe's driveway, grabbing his gun, placing it in his pants.

He opened the front door, carefully walking into the the house. Should I yell somethin'? Nah that's what stupid people do... I'm gonna just get her from the hideout and move on.

August carefully walked up the stairs, at the same time James walked down the stairs of the basement.

August went into the closet, unlocking the little door, climbing through. "Tinashe?" August whisper-yelled, "August!" Tinashe ran up and grabbed onto August, breathing heavily, "Shh.. climb out after me, okay?" Tinashe nodded at August's command.

August climbed through the closet to meet face to face with James. They both stared each other down.

"Move." James simply said, looking up at August, "Nah..." August shook his head, "You ain't gettin' her today!" August chuckled.

James brought his eyebrows together in frustration, going for a punch to August's jaw, before August grabbed his arm, kneeing him in the stomach.

James coughed, holding his stomach. August backed James into the wall, "Tinashe, come on!" August shouted for Tinashe to come out the hideout. Tinashe came through and immediately ran downstairs.

August punched James left and right, making sure he was out cold before they left.
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"Now where was Rocky during all this?" August asked Tinashe, making her plate of chinese food.

Tinashe rolled her eyes, "I honestly don't know anymore. He told me he was at Chris' house but--" "He ain't at Chris house..." August cut her off, "Huh?" Tinashe tilted her head, "Chris is at Khalifa house, helpin' him get this money together for child support!" August laughed.

"Then where is Rocky?" Tinashe rolled her neck, "I don't know, but he's not at Chris house!" August snitched, and didn't feel bad about it at all.

Tinashe groaned to herself. She eyed August before walking over to him and sitting on his lap. "Thank you... for helping me, August." Tinashe wrapped her arms around his neck, hugging him.

"I don't need a thank you, baby girl..." August held her waist.

Tinashe looked into August's eyes. Searching through him. August saved me... what if James found me? August would've been right there for for me. Tinashe thought.

She slowly leaned in, connecting their lips as they moved in a slow motion, turning heads so the kiss got deeper. Tinashe loved every moment of this, and didn't care what happened afterwards.
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Sorry I didn't update yesterday... I been slippin'! But since I didn't do what I said, I will be typing chapter 9 tonight and I promise to spongebob's grandma, I will!

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