Unknown [ An August Alsina Romance ]

Bitch

I wake up the next morning with a text from Alexis.

Lex😏💕: guess who's singles #1 on the billboard charts???!!!

K.H.😍😊: ur kidding?!

Lex😏💕: nope. But what did u expect queen bey forever slaying.

K.H.😍😊: fúck off I thought u were talking about my single.

Lex😏💕: I AM! Just trying to piss u off

K.H.😍😊: hoe😒. But whatever cause MY single #1 AHHHH!!!!!

Lex😏💕: keep bringing that fire❤️

I turn off my phone and trudge to the bathroom. Yesterday I watched Poetic Justice with Stella and Mimi and then I fell asleep for the rest of the day. I got that good rest.

After I do my hygiene, I pick out a white top and some basketball shorts. Then I hop down stairs, grab my keys, and drive to Stella's place.

I enter the swanky beauty parlor and I spot that Mackenzie chick. I walk over to her. "Hey, do you know where Stella is?"

"Oh my god. I was hoping you would stop by here one day. I love your music."

"Oh thanks." I stand their awkwardly waiting for her to direct me to Stella but she just stands their grinning from ear to ear.

I spot Stell by the massage area. "Never mind, I  see her over their. Nice to see you." I wave as I walk off.

Stella spots me before I get to her and she rushes over to me. "I heard your single is #1!" She exclaims excitedly.

"Damn Alexis. I was hoping I would break the news to you first." I chuckle.

"Well if it makes you feel any better E! News broke the news to me first. Alexis was second."

I laugh.

"Come on you deserve a spa day."

God knows I do.

She drags me to a chair and calls a small petite light skin women. She massages my feet before she paints my toes while another lady does my nails.

After my manicure and pedicure, I get led to the massage chair. After that I go to the counter to pay. Stella rushes over and refuses the money. After minutes of arguing I shrug and walk off. More money for me.

Next I head to caps studio. Ever since that day I felt like caps place was what inspired me. That studio brings out the ghetto in me and reminds me of where I use to record back in the D. I already talked to Bre and she said cap was fine with letting me record he even had a producer ready for me as long as I had the money.

Once I get their, cap sends me to the studio. He says he has to go but he'll send in the producer. I get set up in the booth and the guy that I couldn't remember from last time walked in. I guess he's the producer.

After he gets set up he speaks into the intercom ."ready D.H.?" He smirks.

I freeze. D.H. The only person who calls me that or used to call me that was....Brandon.

Flashback

"Bitch your a worthless hoe... And Dreion don't want your dirty ass." He states as he rolls a blunt.

I stay silent. Brandon is Dreions best friend. He stays torturing me and Dre never believes me.

"Why you so silent hoe?"

We was at the trap house and Dre left to make a drop.

"What you want Brandon?"

He licks his lips. "You."

"Are you insane." I smack his hand away as he touches my thigh.

"Kind of." He drags me by my ankles and off the couch.

I scream and struggle. Terror fills me. I continue yelling but their is no point, nobody else is here.

We enter a dark room and he tries to push me down on a bed. I force myself to stand as I try to fight back. But he wins in the end.

That night I lost my virginity to my raper.

Flashback over

"You gonna show me shit or nah D.H.?"

"Don't call me that." I mumble weakly.

"I can call you whatever I want."

"SHUT THE FUCK UP. YOU STUPID INCONSIDERATE BASTARD." My anger gets the best of me.

He sits their shocked. When it came to Brandon i never had the balls to talk back. I let him torture me but no more. I'm tired of feeling like I can't protect myself.

"Don't start taking to me any kind of way D.H."

I storm out the booth and stand right in front of him. My heart beat quickens. "I am tired of selfish hoes like you talking to ME any kind of way. You hurt me. Made me feel like the neighborhood hoe. You know how many niggas came up to me acting like they were getting some because of you?

At that moment cap walks in. "What's going on?"

I turn towards him. "I want a new producer."

"What happened?"

I walk up to him. "I WANT a new producer, are you giving me a new producer or not?"

"Get out Brandon." He states as he walks out shaking his head.

I go back into the booth and wait for my new victim.

God I'm such a bítch.