Chapter 7

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Dreeka POV

*August 29*

I woke up feeling hella good. Mind you that August bighead was not in the bed with me. I figured he was downstairs cooking because I could smell bacon. I went downstairs and saw August shirtless and I walked over to him and wrapped my arms around him and moved my hands up and down his chest. 

August: wassup

Me: oh nothing baby, i just wanna act like the nigga, you know do the shit you do.

August: lol baby, why the fuck you wanna be a nigga? your dick will never be bigger than mines.

Me: lol whatever and your child, just kicked me. 

August: cause my baby don't wanna hear you talk about being a nigga lol.

Me: lol i love you baby 

August: i love you too

*ring ring* 

August: baby, get that for me 

Me: hello 

Liko: wassup Dreeka, where August at? 

Me: right here, hol up * passes August the phone* 

August: hello

Liko: wassup brah

August: nuin brah, sitting here with this crazy girl

Liko: aye, Charles found out that im fucking with his money, nigga Scrapp ran his mouth and he said he gone kill me. I'm bouta come thru so i can let you hear the voicemail brah.

August: man thats why i told you to stop but ite brah. 

*Hangs up* 

August: Bae, Liko in some shit over that weed shit. 

Me: see thats exactly why i anint want yo ass doing that shit

August: ik bae, Liko on the way tho. 

I walked away thinking about what August just said and I was hella scared. Scared for him and his brother. I love August with every bone in my body and i don't know what i would do without him. I heard Liko come in so i went to be nosey. 

Me: heey Liko

Liko: heey Dreeka 

Me: how you been?

August: Baby, bring yo ass here. 

Me: what ? im not doing nothing  wrong

August: *laughs* 

Liko: ite listen yall 

Liko Voicemail: when i see you nigga ima fucking kill yo ass real fucking talk, don't play around with my fucking money and i don't care why you did, just know my niggas looking fo yo ass.

August: see brah, stay tf fuck away from uptown brah. 

Liko: ite man

August: ok



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