Countdown (August Alsina)

Chapter 29.2

Anotha one. Cause I love y'all. A few songs that helped me out when writing this chapter:

Push it - TWENTY88
Rocket - Beyonce'
Maniac -Jhene' Aiko
One day- Tory Lanez

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"Damn right we got a fucking issue."

Corey folded his arms and Arima sighed.

"Baby, no."

"What's the issue?" Elijah said sarcastically.

"Why you ain't tell me bro?" Corey's voice cracked a little as his eyes began to water.

"Oh, Corey." Arima reached for him but Milan pulled her away. "Let's let them talk alone." Arima nodded before following Milan into her room.

They both sat and Elijah laid his head in his hands.

"How the fuck I'm suppose to say it? I ain't wanna believe it. Saying out loud forces me to." He admitted.

Corey said nothing and just stared straight ahead.

"I was gon' tell you man. You know I was. You wasn't suppose ta' find out like this."

"Who else know? Besides Arima."

Elijah swallowed his spit, a little annoyed that Milan told Arima. "My mama and Jordan. That's it."

Corey finally looked over at Elijah who was now looking at him. "Fuck!" Corey slammed his fist on the coffee table, causing Elijah to jump.

"We been bros since we was youngins. What I'm suppose to do?"

"Accept it, Corey. Just like erbody else."

"Fuck that!" He yelled again.

Elijah stood up, turning to go back into Milan's room when he saw her already standing there, staring and waiting for him. He sighed and she mouthed I'm sorry.

Arima took Corey into her room and Milan grabbed Elijah's wrist, pulling him in. She closed the door.

He stared at Milan with low eyes. "Why can't nobody be like you? Why can't they just fucking accept that I'm sick?"

"Everybody is different Elijah. He'll come around he's just scared."

"I feel so fucking alone."

"But...you have me." Milan whispered. He looked down at her and nodded slowly. Backing her into the bed, he leaned down, kissing her and grabbing her waist. She moaned as he slightly pushed her back on the bed. "I got you." He whispered. She nodded as tears began to fall.

"Why you crying?" He asked, wiping each tear that fell.

"B-because I-" she closed her eyes as more tears fell. "I think I love you." She finally said, staring at him and waiting for a response. He backed away, turning around. Milan began to cry more, suddenly wishing she had just kept her mouth shut. Her cries began to become audible as she thought Elijah was leaving. He walked towards the door, locking it. He turned back around, staring at Milan who was breathing heavily and still crying. He started with his jacket, removing it but never taking his eyes off of her. He unbuttoned his shirt, button after button until his inked chest was revealed.

Milan grabbed the straps of her dress, sliding them off her shoulders. She stared at Elijah who's eyes now looked darker than normal. She stood up, pulling the dress down and off of her. Now I'm her underwear and bra, she watched as Elijah unbuckled his belt, taking it off along with his black pants. She was curious to look down, but was too afraid to look away from him. She reached behind her, unstrapping her bra and letting it fall. She had an unusual confidence around him. It must be the wine.