They Don't Know ( August Alsina's Son Story)

Chapter #1

No one knows my struggle, they only see the trouble.

Not knowing it's hard to carry on,when no one loves you ~2pac

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1st May 2013

New Orleans, Louisiana

Hospital Room #105

2:30 Pm

*Flashback*

A sick cough racked her small, weak frame her usually bright hazel eyes were dull and lifeless, her once plumped red lips were chapped and broken, her once long brown, and curly hair hung plaster to her sweaty forehead, her body shivered, her light toned brown skin was glistened with sweat. a male figure that looked Somewhat like the weak women on the bed, with his brown hair and lightly toned brown skin that were cover in tattoo's and pink plump lips that looked soft and kissable, his slightly brown blood shot eyes from crying, was sat down in a chair next to her bed holding her fragile hand.

Messiah's Pov

It was hard seeing the strongest women i every knew, who raised me since the age of 6 practically on her death bed, this is a women who would work 2 to 3 jobs to keep a roof over our heads and food on the table, a women that raised two children on her own with no help, this is the women who slapped me and told me to man up and take care of my pregnant girlfriend who cheated on me. this is the women who whooped my ass for hitting a girl. most importantly this women was my mother.

While I was reminiscing what my mama did for me and how much she sacrifice for me, my Brother to have a nice life and not be on the streets gangbanging and shit, someone knocked on the door startling me out of my daze.

"Come in" my voice hoarse from crying, in walked my brother, from another mother Montell

"Sup" i said as i dapped him up

"What's good" he greeted, he walks over to mama's bed "She still haven't woken up yet" he said to me, staring at mama

"Nah, not yet" i said staring at the wall in an almost trace like state "Hey, you ever think she's not gonna wake up" i said heavy-hearted

He turned his head over to me so fast that i almost thought he got whiplashed,you could see the fury in his eyes as he trained his eyes on me "Don't think like that" he said with pure anger in his voice, but you could also hear the sadness in his voice if you listened hard enough "she's gonna wake up" he said as he calmed down enough the room was silent for a couple of seconds.

"Grandmama Alsina is having a family reunion tomorrow" he said

But before we get into that, let me introduce myself my name is Messiah Antonio Alsina but most people call Siah,Mess or Ant,I am 13 years old, but somewhat tall for my age, i'm sarcastic, goofy, but my mouth gets me into trouble, and yes before you ask my dad is the famous August Alsina

"You going" i replied to him

"Maybe, but i'll think about it" he said