Countdown (August Alsina)

Chapter 11

Yall...I'm down. Like I'm down bad smh. Please don't ever catch feelings bc let me tell you...shit don't go away quick. But anywhooooo, yall don't care so on with the chapter :)

Milan Anderson

"Milan calm down baby." King continued to rub my back.

We were now back at my apartment and Ofcourse I was still ranting about my sister's rude ass.

"I can't! She ruined Mason's day. The one day my little brother had all to himself."

After Elijah left, Mallory blew up even more, and really upset Mason. He tried to hide it but I know my brother.

"Your sister was wrong, but stop stressing yourself out." He kissed my forehead, causing me to sigh.

"Thank you. It's getting late, don't you have work in the morning?"

"Yeah, I don't mind though."

"Go home and get some rest King."

"Okay boo." He leaned down, pecking my lips twice before grabbing his things. I watched him walk out, waving.

"Milan stop stressing. We all know how Mallory can get." Arima spoke, handing me a spoon as we shared the butter pecan ice cream.

"I know but how rude she was to Elijah? I don't get it. That little girl needs to get her head out of her ass." I shook my head, stuffing my face with ice cream.

"Yeah I don't know what's up with Mal. Don't worry about it Milan, we all know she was in the wrong. Out thotting and bopping when she shoulda be celebrating Mason's day."

"I mean, she could've at least covered the damn hickies."

"I know." We both shook our head and plopped down on the couch for a good movie.

Elijah Alsina

I leaned over the toilet, coughing my damn lungs out. It was a dry ass cough and Ofcourse nothing was coming out.

"Fuck" I groaned, getting up and washing my face.

"You good bro?" Jordan asked from the other side of the door.

"Yeah man. Just a lah' cold." I looked in the mirror, shaking my head. Shit was getting worse and I could feel it.

Maybe I should get help.

Shaking the thought, I straightened out my clothes before walking out the bathroom.

I let Jordan crash at my place last night since I ain't feel like making the drive out to the house.

"I got work in a few. You gon' be aight til I get back?"

"Yeah. All I need is a PS4 and I'm good."

I laughed and shook my head, grabbing my keys. "Aight lah' bruh, when I get back I'a take you home, okay?"

"Aight."

Walking out, I got into my car, making the drive. Once I made it, I parked, stepping out.

I ran into my nigga Odell and dapped him up.

"Look who's back." He laughed as we walking into the shop.

"Had ta' take a few sick days nigga, but Aug back."

"Sick days? Nigga you was out for 2 weeks. I'm surprised you still got ya damn job." My other nigga, Corey spoke.

"Man hush. I'm back and that's all that matta'."