No Love (An August Alsina Tragedy)

Arrivals

Jazz
{Chapter X: Arrivals, 2:39pm, Friday October 9th}

I drove until I reached my reserved parking spot. Me and my dude August just arrived at Def Jam Records. We got ten minutes until were late for the meeting. I placed my hand on my keys as I swifted my hand back taking it out of the ignition, and hoping out the car. August did the same.

"I ain't never been in a spot like this." August spoke.

" awe yeah you about to get used to this, just wait untill you access the perks." I said and stuck out my tongue saying aahh.

"I'm already knowing the perks is about to be lit."

We walked inside the building and everybody smiled at me saying hello and my assistant immediately ran up to me speaking 100 words per second. " Stacy Stacy Stacy , calm down. Tell me later alright I'm kind of busy I'm trying to make it to this meeting on time. What room is it in?"

Stacy frowned and sighed, "Fine but get back with me right after your meeting we need to discuss something's. It's in room 569 on the fifth floor." Stacy made her way in front of us, she walked with a sway to the elevator and pushed the up button.

We walked in to the elevator. "Who's your friend." She spoke.

"Oh my bad Stacy, this is August he is a new employee. I'm not sure what my brother got in store for him yet."

Stacy moved and stuck her hand out and August kissed it and said nice to meet you. I chuckled to my self cause I already knew this dude was about to pull every lady walking with that attitude. Stacy blushed as her cheeks turned bright red. As she revealing her dimples with the biggest goofiest smile I ever seen from her. She turned around quickly and walked out of the elevator. Right after she walked out, I tapped August and he laughed.

"What."

"Man you know what " I said chuckling and he laughed with me as we both seemed to pull our phones out at the same time. I started texting as Stacy led us to to the meeting. I walked in behind August and sat in my usual chair. Three seats down from my brothers main chair. He's the CEO.

August

I sat down across from Jazz and just texted untill the meeting started.

As soon as Jason walked in the room he acknowledged me and we dapped up.

"What's this meeting about?"

"Well I'm about to meet with Chris Brown about releasing his album and his upcoming music video and photo shoots then of course the tour. And sales and all that crap" Jason said as he twisted the cap off his water bottle and took a large gulp as he sat down.

I nodded as more people started to come in and take there seats. Then eventually Chris Brown and I'm guessing his manager walked in. Chris sat next to Jazz and they dapped up. He looked over at me and nodded. I nodded back.

After the meeting Jason told me we needed to discuss payroll so I went back to his office. I sat down in one of his chairs as he poured himself a drink.

"What's your talent kid" Jason spoke to me as he walked to his window and looked at the veiw.

"I'm still trying to figure all that out my self. I like music tho." I replied.

He nodded. "Coo, coo do you write , sing or dance at all" he questioned as he sipped his drink.

I scratched my head not knowing where he was going with this " umm yeah I write little versus's and I was in the church choir a few years ago."

He chuckled " well do you think your any good? I'm looking for a fresh new artist. Something different. If you don't have talent I'll try to find something else for you to do maybe a manager or sumn."

This could be my big break. I thought to my self. Then I looked at him then the veiw. Then I closed my eyes and just said what was on my heart.

"Phone just RANG heard a nigga got got

He was over in the East last thing that he heard six shots

He ain't gettin' no love from the cops, nobody got caught

Real talk when I heard who it was, heart damn near stopped

Somebody done killed my brother, now I gotta get back

Let 'em know 'cause a nigga gotta feel that!

Sitting shotgun with the shot gun
When you hear the shots come, nigga don't run!

Already bad, it can only get worse
Hand full of steel 'cause the shit still hurts

Cut so deep when they put him in the hearse

Never saw 25, had to put him in the dirt.

People dying every day, that ain't nothing new

When you from downtown, downtown!
Out here tryna make a way

I won't let these niggas take me down-down, down!

Riding on these niggas, I be riding, I be riding on 'em"

He slowly turned around and was shocked. Then he started to clap.