Heavenly Paradise: August Alsina (Urban) ON HOLD

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August,

I pulled back up in the drive way, seein' Angel run around the house from the open door and seein' Yovanna chasin' her around.

Mmm.

I turned the car off and hopped out, grabbin' the bags from the back seat. Once I closed the door, I made my way ta' the house ta' see what was goin' on because Heavenly wasn't answerin' her phone, so somethin' happened.

Porsche opened the door fa' me AMD I thanked her, only ta' be greeted with Angel huggin' my legs, makin' me smile.

"What took you so long?" She asked, lookin' up at me.

"Got caught up in somethin', but I'm here." I told her, storin' the bags down on the floor.

"Took you long enough." Porsche said walking up ta' me.

"Porsche where's your sister. She didn't answer her phone earlier." I asked, lookin' at her.

"Um..she left." She said, shruggin'.

"Why? Where?"

"I kind of made her mad and she left to go take a walk." She said lettin' her eyes bounce around the room.

"She with someone?"

"Not that I know of." She lightly shrugged her shoulders.

"Hey Aug." I turned my attention ta' Yovanna, seein' her wave small at me.

"Yovanna we need ta' talk."

She eyed me fa' a second and a smirk came across her face. "Okay." She said sweetly and made way to the kitchen, walking were I can see her ass all the way.

She knows what she's doing.

"Stick to the game August." Porsche said walkin' past me. She was right fa' a first. I nodded my head and followed behind her. I need ta' get some things straight before hands are thrown once again.

Walking inta' the kitchen, she stood, leanin' on the counter, lookin' at me grinnin'.

"What's up?" She asked calmly.

"I don't appreciate ya' walkin' around, runnin' your mouth."

A confused look came across her face. "What are you talking about?"

"Angel told me you been talkin' bad about her."

She rolled her eyes. "Only too her sister."

"I don't care, don't do that." I told her. "Her brother just died and I'm tryin' ta' keep a lot of shit from gettin' back or next thing I know, somebody gettin' killed or got hurt."

She rolled her eyes and sighed. "Okay, since her feelings are getting hurt."

I laughed at the comment she made and she looked at me. "What's so funny?"

"Nothin'." I cleared my throat. "But if you think her feelin's are gettin' hurt, you can think that." I said shruggin'. One thing I do know is Heavenly don't take shit ta' the hurt so ya' insults are pointless.

"Let me guess." Yovanna crossed her arms. "You two fucking?"

"What makes ya' think that?" I questioned her.

"Just answer the question August."

I licked my lips lightly. "We ain't." I told her, and it looked like she was relieved at the fact but a grin spread across my face. "Not yet, at least." I added and a look of surprise came on her face.

"Even if we were, why do you care?" I asked her.

"I don't actually-"

"Well why ask?" I raised an eyebrow. "Bothered much?"