Perfection (August Alsina)

III.

It was cold. I was in an old warehouse. There was barely any lighting. Someone stood off in a far corner.

"Hello? Who are you?" He just stood there. Then he starts to move into the spotlight.

Pharaoh..

I started to back up, but every step back, was his step forward. I turned around to run, but instead got caught into the arms of someone. When I looked up, It was August, and I was confused

"Let me go!" He stood there, smirking down at me.

"Let me goo! Hes gonna hurt me!" I screamed for dear life. But instead of letting me go, August started walking towards Pharaoh.

I struggled to try to be free, but it was too late. I was pushed in Pharaohs arms, as he held me firmly. He looked down at me with his lethal gold eyes. I stopped struggling as he moved his hand ever so slowly over my face.

He went and strokes my face with the back of his hand. He directed face so I was facing him, which made me stare into his eyes. He put his hand on my neck, and towards my collar bone.

He started getting rough as he began to try to kiss me. I kicked and squirmed as August put his arm around my neck from behind and placed me on the bed, that seemed to come from nowhere. Pharaoh got on top of me and started to tug at my pajama shorts. When he finially got them off he-

Beep
Beep
Beep..

I woke up in a cold sweat. Turning my alarm off I yawned and pulled the cover off me. I guess Shai let herself out once she found that I wasn't waking up.

I walked into my bathroom and grabbed my rag and bar soap. Washing my face helped non with waking me up. I didnt usually have dreams, let alone nightmares.

I finished doing the rest of my hygiene routine and put on some shorts and a crop top. I didnt have anything in particular to do today, so I would probably hang out with Shai.

I picked up my phone and checked my notifications. There was a new message from an unknown number

(612)-466-7994~ Come to Tipsys tonight. 😉💭  - 10:40 am

I immediately took out ny wallet out, without thinking, and took out the crumbled and now flimsy paper and typed down the number quickly. I pressed call and pushed speaker tapping my foot.

Oh god.

My mind started working again, and I tossed the phone on the bed like it was on fire. What did you do?! I paced as the phone continued to ring, and then stopped.

Maybe he didnt take my call. I sighed in relief as I relaxed my posture.

"Hello?" A voice came from the phone. I panicked.

"Hello, anybody there?" He said again

"Um, yes, this is Kaeya, u-um, Queens, and I would, um like you to, uh, stop messaging me and stalking me." I said shaking, I was still confused on how he got all my information, including my number.

I was startled as a laugh came from the phone. He was laughing.

"I do make you nervous," he chuckled again, "good to know." He said

"How did you get my number?"

"Baybeh, I have easy access to all your information, like where you live, what your twitter is, your number, so on." He said.

As soon as he said he had access to my address I got scared. To be honest I dont know why, because he isnt anything to me. But I still was afraid that he knew too much about me.

"Why? Why are you stalking me? Dont you have a groupie to fuck?"

"Um," he paused as if he was checking the time, "not until 11, unless you wanna hook up." I peeped the amusement in his voice and blushed alittle.

"Stop texting me, lose my number." I said sternly

"No." I was surprised by the dominance in his voice. "Im taking you out to brunch, go outside." He said

I ran so fast to my window to see an unfamiliar car parked next to mine. Next to his car he was standing looking up at me.

"What, no, I cant. I, uh, -" he cut me off

"You what, you arent home, cool, Im coming up."

Before I could protest he hung up. I groaned as I peeped out the window and he was gone. I got wide eyed as i heard a knock on my door.

"Just dont answer." I told myself. He knocked a few more times before it got quiet. I assumed he left, so I went into my kitchen to put some coffee on. I heard my locks clicking.

"Oh shit!" I ran to the front of my apartment to find August standing there with my spare key in his hand. I walked up to him and tryed to grab it, but he dropped it into his pants

"Ill be keeping that, mama." He smirked as he walked past me. Am I mistaken, or is this MY house.

"Um, what are you doing? Give me my spare key."

"Your more than welcome to come an find it." He said turning around and putting his hands up.

"I didnt think that you would want to." He said. "Go put some different clothes on, we're gonna be late." He said waving me off and sitting at the island, drinking my coffee.

"Whats wrong with what I'm wearing?" I said crossing my arms and shifting my weight.

"I dont want people, thinking your one of my groupies." He said. I didnt say anything else, because he wouldnt leave here if I hadnt have left with him.

I went and put on a full shirt and leggings. There really wasnt anything wrong with my outfit in the first place.

I walked out of my room and stood in front of him. He let his eyes trace my curves and nodded his head.

"Ight, lets go, befo' they give our shit away." I started walkin towards my door and he followed.

This is going to be a long ass day....

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