Chapter 24: Better

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Recap

I unlocked the door to see August and Chris sitting on the couch.

"Aye who did that to ya face?" Chris asked.

"Her boss." August said walking towards me.

"Hell no!" Chris semi yelled.

"Umma kill this niggah!" He said hopping up off the couch.

I had tears in my eyes, what a dirty person I am.

"I already did." I said running into August's arms.

"It's ok, ain't nun wrong with that, everything gone be ight, sit down and tell us wah happened." Chris said.

August

My beybeh just killed somebody. I'm shocked. I walked her over to the couch and let her lay in my lap.

"Ok, so I was late, and, and, my boss told me to come see him after I finished my shift and after that, I went in his office and his girlfriend and him was, ya know, umm doing something, and he pushed her off and told me to sit on his lap, I told him that I was good and he made me lean over his desk and he was about to rape me." She said.

"Then?" I asked clenching my jaw.

"Then I picked up the desk lamp and I-I hit him with it and he fell and I saw blood and his girlfriend got mad and punched me so I punched her back and kicked her face with my heals and I lied and said I fucked him and she grabbed a gun and shot him, then aimed at me and I told her to shoot me and she shot but I dodged and tripped her and grabbed the gun and shot her in her leg." She said.

"Aug, it was the girl from the restaurant." She said.

"I think her name was Helena?" She said.

"Yeah, that's her." I said.

"Well me and Chris gone take care of that, ya better not go back there." I said.

"Bu-" I cut her off.

"No Kayla, that shit is dangerous." I said.

"Ya know sum don't ya?" She asked getting off my lap.

"Kayla calm down." I said.

"What is it?" She asked.

"Ight, Helena is my ex, beybeh mama." I said.

"August." She said.

"Yeah?" I asked.

"Ya have a child?" She asked.

"We lost it." I said.

"Then she cheated and-" She cut me off.

"Was it on purpose?" She asked.

"Yes, I thought I was ready." He said.

"What the fuck Anthony?!" She semi yelled.

"Wah?" I asked.

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