This is over 3,000 words, so Im tired.
August
Today was a chill day for me. I had one more week left of school until our la' break for Halloween. Its only two muthafuckin' days off, but imma' take advantage of that. My mind traced to Amari. We did meet on the wrong foot, but I think I might like this one. I wanna know her, I wanna know her past. By the way she acts, I can tell she has one. Maybe one she needs to get off her chest to let it all out for once instead of being bitter and mean as hell. It's been a month of me trynna' talk' to ha' now and she just pushin' me away. One minute she'll laugh at my corny jokes, but then she builds her wall back up. I dont know if it was something I said at her doorstep that night, but imma' find out. I gotta find out.
"Whatchu' ova thea' thinkin' bout woe?" Trav asked comin' inside the den.
I looked up at him.
"Aw shit'. You havin' women problems'."
"How you know?" I smacked my teeth
"That look in ya eye. Same look you had with Crystal befoe'. Tell me wazzam."
He sat down on the couch.
"Its this gal', I dont know why, but she got this wall built up, like she wont talk to me."
"Girl you told me about? Girl who you say supposedly look like Aaliyah? The girl who you said needed some dick. Same girl you said was a Bi-"
I cut him off "Yeah man, damn. Her, but she do look like Aaliyah. I'll show you ha' one day. If I can."
He nodded "Back on subject, how she be actin'?"
"Shid. Still Mean as hell, and bitta'."
"You know. You was the same way when Mel died. You aint talk to nobody, snapped on everybody, even when a mufaka' said hi." he chuckled
I chuckled nodding. I neva' thought of it like dat'.
"So you sayin somebody coulda died in her family?"
He shrugged "Or friend, It could be anything' Aug. Past boyfriend, past abuse, rape. Anything'."
I nodded takin' in what he was sayin'.
"Why you so eager' to know?" he frowned a little
"I think I might like ha'."
He raised his eyebrows "Oh. Okay. Well, you can't just ask ha about her past. But try and talk to ha' as a friend and she may start to get comfortable enough witcha' to tell you about ha' past."
I nodded liking what he was saying. "Aight imma try."
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Amari
I walked out the mall happy I got some more shoes. Im a true shoe freak. My smile dropped once I seen a note on my windshield. I picked it up and read it.
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Broken Pieces [August Alsina Fanfiction]
FanfictionAmari, 17 year old girl who takes care of herself and lives by herself. After her Parents death she doesn't trust anybody, anyone and a grew up to be a bitter and very humble person, thats until she meets someone who is always pressuring her to find...