Blindman

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hey guys. i promised you more chapters. correct? i'm doing them back to back this week. i love writing. it gives me something to do and a way to escape my reality. thanks if you still read the daily life updates😂💞. hope you enjoy!

-boolin ass ray

August.
I was sitting on my porch looking out for that girl that I seen at the park. I gotta admit she was fine but I ain't really looking for a girlfriend. She gonna be one of those smash and passes. Or maybe she'll turn out to be one of the guys. I don't really know. Im just gonna go with the flow.

"Aye, Aug getcha big head inna house and help ya mama wit' dis food!" Mel said, yelling.

"Ya gone stop talm 'bout my head size, ya heard me? And tell mama I'm comin' I jus' gotta person I'm 'posed tah be waitin' on." I said, thinking back to that girl's pretty face. Damn, if she don't show, a nigga just might have his feelings a little hurt.

I was about to go in the house when I seen that little light bright girl walking down the street. She was looking lost. It was kinda funny if you ask me.

"Hey umm July?" she said with a soft voice.

"Nah ma, you got da wrong house." I said laughing. She just stood there looking confused, "da name is August, August Alsina. I 'preciate you comin'. I thought you wasn't gonna show." I said getting a little nervous. She was so pretty, goddamn.

"Yeah. Um no problem. Is this like a party or something?" she asked.

"Nah, dis look like a party? My friends 'posed tah come over and play 2k. But if not, it's jus' me and you." I said leaning into her. She started to walk away into the house.

"Damnnnnn, you jus' got curved da fuck outta you." Donny said cracking up.

"Man shut da fuck up. Go home. I wanna spend time wit' my lah baybeh." I said chuckling and blushing.

"Damn, shawty ain't said nun but foe words tah ya and ya already pussy whipped." Manny said.

"Man whateva, just get da fuck outta my house." I said laughing and yelling.

"Curse again and ima beatcho ass." my mama said coming out of the house with the light bright. I done forgot her name. Damn.

Jordyn.
His house is nice and the people here are nice, they are just really loud and they talk about each other so bad. I don't understand why they are so mean to each other on purpose but nice to me.

August lead me into his house, away from his family, into his room. We sat down on his bed and he started talking but I wasn't really listening. I was looking around his room. Yeah, he's cute but I don't really know him so if he try something I can just try to escape or something. Then it grew silent.

"I'm sorry, huh?" I said laughing from embarrassment.

"I said did ya want somethin' ya good?" August said with his heavy accent.

"No, I'm okay. Where is your accent from?"

"Nawlins." he said.

"I'm sorry, what?" I said, confused.

"Nawlins, Louisiana. Ya know whea Popeyes is from, whea they got Mardi Gras, allat." He said laughing.

"Ohhhhh. New Orleans. I'm sorry I'm just not familiar with the way you talk." I said.

"What 'bout you? You gotta lil Texas accent and maybeh a lil New York."

"Well the Texas comes from my dad. He had joint custody with my mom and her boyfriend until he died when i was 14. The New York is from my mom." I said.

"I'm sorry tah hear 'bout ya pops. I lost mine a few years ago so I know how that feel. And ya mama? She live here witchu and ya mini-me?"

"My mini-me? You mean Justin," I asked while he nodded his head yes. "Oh well actually me and Justin moved in with our aunt recently."

"That's wassup. Ya wanna go back outside? It's kinda hot in hea." He said.

"Sure." And at that we got up and went back on the porch. By that time, August's friends were gone and his mom was in her room, I'm assuming. After we sat down, August took a big sigh.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"Nothin', it's jus' ya really pretty and I ain't used tah bein' around pretty girls , ya heard me?" He said looking down from embarrassment.

"Oh we doing stuff from our hometown now? Bet. Word? That jawn bad? She deadass think you cute too word to my mother." I said laughing at how bad I was since I hadn't lived in New York before.

"Ya must wanna battle. Lemme tell you a story. So I picked up my lah yeah and I asked ha if she wanted to yeah and she was like yeah. So we yeah'd and then she had me like yeah. Then yeah." He said speaking so fast.

"What in the world?" I said laughing. "Forget it you win."

"Uh huh, ya don't wanna mess wit me lil shawt." He said, stilling putting his accent on you the fullest, "What's ya full name?"

"Jordyn Naye Marie Ross." I said.

"Dat pretty ass face go wit' a pretty ass name." August said.

"Thank you so much. Do you happen to know what time it is?" I asked politely.

"10:22. You gotta curfew?" He questioned.

"Um yeah, it's in 8 minutes actually. I have to get going. Thanks for the good time though." I smiled and stood up.

"Lemme walk ya, it ain't to far is it?"

"Nope. It's just around the corner and it's fine. I don't want you to go out of your way." I said.

"Nah it's coo' ma. Let's bounce." He said and stood up. We started walking toward Diana's house. We continued our "who had the best accent" game and told a few jokes. By that time, we were in front of the house.

"Dis yo place?" August asked.

"Yeah, again thanks for everythi-"

"Mhm, yeah no prolem. See ya around." He said rushing in his words and starting to walk back.
Huh. Strange.
I decided to build up enough strength to go inside the house. I saw that Diana was still on her computer, typing away. So I announced that I was back and went up to my room. I peeked in on Justin and gave him a kiss on the forehead. Then I changed out of Diana's clothes and slipped on a tank top and some basketball shorts. I soon fell asleep and had a strange dream. It was a nightmare in fact. I was kinda like everything evil from my past was coming for me and I had to hide away with Justin. I was scared and finally when I saw...

August
I can't be with her. No way in hell. That's her crib? Do she know who live there? I gotta get her and mini-me out of there. I gotta help them. Even though I don't know shawt, I already gotta feeling she gonna be around for a while. So, I gotta get her outta there. I'll do whatever it takes. Even if it means killing someone.

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