The Ride .

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?:Baby, please just take this wrap for me .

 ?:August, I don't know .

August: YN, If you admit to it they'll give you 5 years top .

YN: You promise?

August: Baby I promise and I'll be right here when you get out.

YN:*sighs* alright, fine.

Background: August had made a dumb mistake and got caught up in some shit. You loved August so much and were willing to do anything that you took the wrap for him. August music career was starting to take off and you didn't want him to go behind bars so you did something that most girlfriends wouldn't do. You took the blame for everything and were sentenced 10 years.

While you were inside it was hard for you to cope. These women in the jail were animals. You struggled daily to cope with the shitty ass food and fights breaking out. But the thing that killed you the most was thinking about August. How was he doing? How was his career? Would you ever see him again? Were questions that constantly popped up in your head.  August told you that you would get five years when you got ten. You recently talked to your lawyer and she said you could serve 7 instead of 10 for good behavior. Hearing her say those words made you smile a little. In your head you imagined walking out of here and running into August arms.

*2 years later*

Today was the day that you were finally released from prison and you were so excited. But, you had to admit you were a little nervous to walk out and see August you don't know why but you just where. You grabbed you clothes, signed a few papers and you were free to go. You looked back behind you thanking God that you had made it out 7 years instead of 10. You smiled while you walked outside, looking around for August. The scorching sun of Florida killed your eyesight at first not being able to see. But when you squinted your eyes, you saw August leaning up against a black Bugatti with that smile that made your heart race. You ran over to him as he embraced you in a tight hug and passionate kiss.

August: Oh my God baby, you don't know how much I missed you! 

YN: I know, I missed you to baby! You said while playing with his curls and looking him in the eyes

August: Come on let's get out of here.

August ran over to your side of the car and made sure you got in safely and jogged over to this side of the car, started the engine and pulled off. August had one hand on the wheel and his other intertwined with yours. August pulled up to a red light looking you in the eyes. 

August: You know, we should start a new life in Los Angeles.

YN: Aug, I can't I'm not allowed to leave Florida.

August: What are you talking about? He said turning his attention to the road.

You didn't know why August was acting so weird, but you wanted to know why. You couldn't leave Florida for another 2 years. That’s one thing you agreed to.

YN: August, you know I have a record now; I can't just up and leave Florida I agreed to stay here for two more years.

August: Record? Staying here for two more years? What?

YN: Spill it Aug.

August: Alright so, while you were away I got your records sponged. So nobody knows that you went to prison.

YN: BABY. OH MY GOD THANK YOU SOOOOOO MUCH! You said kissing all over his face , he chuckled.

August: Your so welcome babe, you know I got you.  I got myself a rider. He kissed your hand.

YN: You know this.  You said squeezing his hand tighter.

You and August drove off to the Airport for the next flight to LA, August told you he already had a house ready for you decorate. August was glad that he got his baby back and that you were down for The Ride.

What do you guys think about this Imagine? I had writers block while writing this so sorry if its whack.

 

 

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