Unknown [ An August Alsina Romance ]

The story of chyna

"Stella!" Alexis jumps up and rushes over to us.

I close the door and watch as they embrace each other.

Flashback

"Dre please don't."

"Or what?" He asks as he continuos to point the gun at her.

"Please! Kill me instead. Leave her, please Dre."

He just smirks at me. "No way."

"I'll be fine beautiful. I'll always be here for you through spirit, remember that ok?"

"Don't do this Chy!" I yell as tears stream down my face. I drop down next to her and grab her hand. Dre pushes me off.

"Stay heavenly baby." She smiles weakly.

"You have a child chyna!" I scream desperately.

"You'll be a better mother then me."

Pain fills my body as I continue to cry.

"Do it bítch." She directs to Dre.

"No!"

*Boom*

September 16, 2014
Chyna Janelle Jones
Loving friend and Caring mother.

Flashback Over

"What's wrong Heav?" Alexis interrupts my flashback as she wipes the tears I didn't notice form.

"Oh nothing, I'm just thankful we got this one back." I reply looking over at Stella.

"I'm glad to be back. Thank you for being a good friend." Stella joins in.

"Anything for you love, I'm just glad your ok."

"Well since you didn't bring any food like you said you would. I'm gonna go get some." Alexis jokes.

"I'm coming too. How about you Heav?" Stella says.

"No I'm good. I need some sleep but don't get kidnapped again, I don't have the energy to save you." I smirk.

They leave and I go upstairs to my room. Thinking about the one person who hasn't left my mind since that night. Chyna.

She was my best friend. My only friend. We were inseparable. You wouldn't see one without the other. Until that night. She crossed the line.

She found out that Dre hit me. She was the first to know and the first to get hurt because of it. She fought for me when I couldn't fight for myself. She called Dre out of his name and hit him with a cooking pan. That night I had to rush him to the emergency room.

At the time she had a 1 year old daughter. She didn't plan to get pregnant at a young age but she was raped by Brandon. She didn't want me to go through that pain. That's why I never told her about my "experience" with Brandon. After that night, I was her daughter: Brielle's guardian since I was her godmother. But a couple months later Brielle was diagnosed with cancer. She died 6 months after her mothers death.

It all fucked me up. The death of 2 people who meant the world to me only months apart killed me. It was part of the reason I was diagnosed with depression and anxiety.

I know this is a really short chapter. But I just wanted to add something else to the story and update for y'all.

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