I Luv It(On Hold)

Chapter nine

August
*Flashback*

I had to get out of there because if I didn't I swear I would've done something I would have regretted. The thought of another nigga being inside Ri made me sick. Yea I know I done did my dirt, but that's mine. Ri is mine, and for her to let another nigga let alone of my friends be inside of her........

August
*Flashback*

I had to get out of there because if I didn't I swear I would've done something I would have regretted. The thought of another nigga being inside Ri made me sick. Yea I know I done did my dirt, but that's mine. Ri is mine, and for her to let another nigga let alone of my friends be inside of her........

"I know I know I know
I know I know I know
You ain't that nigga you say you is
Just know that I know I know I know
Them streets, they fuck with me strong
And them bitches gon fuck just because money long
You know that I know I know I know
Well you know that I know it I know it I know" My phone rung.

"Hello?" I picked up the block number.

"Yea man I got for you. Meet me at the old house." Manny instructed me and hung up.

I threw my black Camaro into drive and speed down the interstate as I headed towards Kenner.

I pulled into one of the airports many parking garages. I parked next to Manny's white Range.

"Yo man!" Manny greeted me as he got in my car. Me and Manny go way back to when we were kids. He lived up the street from me, and everybody knew if you wanted to find something out you get Manny on that shit. That nigga find everything.

"What's good son!" I dapped him off.

"Nutthin' dawg! But yea son I got that for you." He handed me a folder filled with pictures.

I opened the folder and was furious at what I saw.

"Man your nigga Terry. He a fuck nigga." Manny shook his head.

I stared at the picture of Terry with his hands on Ri's ass as they kissed. How the fuck could he mess with my girl. He knew I ain't give no fucks about any other bitch I fucked with. Shit I'd let the world fuck them, but Ri.........That's was me right there.

"I had my niggas watch his ass. They said she went to his house and she just left there this morning. That nigga fucking your bitch!" Manny continued.

"She ain't no bitch iight!" I corrected him.

"My bad son. What you want me to do?" He sat back and waited for my answer. I looked at the picture one more time before closing the folder and handing it back to Manny.

"I need you to handle that shit. I mean like today!" I raised my eyebrow to see if Manny was catching my drift.

"Yea man, but today that's gon coat you yea son." He spoke with his hands.

"Man I don't care handle that nigga!" I nodded my head.

"Iight son. Once it's handled Ima call you with the price." Manny eyed me once more before placing his hand on the handle.

"Man it's whatever!" I rubbed my hands together.

"Iight son!" Manny opened the door and got out the car. As soon as he closed the door I sped off and headed to the studio.
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Mariah

"You ready?" Aug asked as we sat in the car outside of the the church for Terry's funeral. The whole city of New Orleans had shown up, and since Aug was one of Terry's best friends, he was asked to be in the front with the family. Since I was his fiancé, I had to be there with him.

"Yea" I nodded my head.

"Remember be cool baby, just be you!" He smirked as he kissed my lips.

Aug got out of the Escalade and walked over to my side to open my door for me. I stepped out car and I screamed money. I sported an all black strapless ball high low dress with a full balloon skirt. My tail had to be about four inches and the all black crystal studded Louboutin pumps laced my feet. The black mink shall shielded my bare shoulders from the cold, and fascinator complimented my bone straight hair and side bang. The diamonds dripped off of me like crystal clear water, not to mention my ten-carat engagement ring that weighed down my left hand. I complimented Aug very well in his custom Gucci suit with the matching dress shoes.

Soon as we walked into the church, Ms.Mary, Terry's mom, greeted us. Everyone called her 'Ma'.

"My babies." She whispered as she slowly walked up to us with her arms open.

"Hey Ma." Aug smiled, hugging her.

"Thank y'all so much for coming. You don't know how much it means for me to have both of y'all here." She cried.

"Don't cry Ma! You know Terry wouldn't want that!" I patted her face with a tissue.

"I know. I can't believe he's gone." She started to play with my hair.

"Me neither. I promise Ima find the nigga responsible." Aug comforted her. I threw my eyes at him.

"Yea Ma we will!" I rubbed her back as I eyed Aug.

"Ok family, it's time to walk in." One of the ushers came to gather us.

"Aug! Ri! Y'all think y'all can sit up in the front with me please? Ri can you sit next to me?" Ma pulled me close. I eyed Aug hopping he said we couldn't, but all hope was lost.

"Yea Ma anything you want!" Aug smiled and pushed us to the front.

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It's been two weeks since Terry's funeral and Aug has went on with our everyday life. Hell it's forced me to do it also, but shit ain't the same. When I go out, I pray men don't approach me because I don't want no one else's blood on my hands.

I've started planning the wedding and Aug has been in the studio hard preparing for the release of his new Album. Shit with his baby momma ain't getting no easier. Ever since she found out about the engagement she been doing the fucking most. Tried to fake a damn miscarriage. Honestly, I was hoping she really had one yea. Shit I think Aug was too.

I stepped out of my Range and headed inside the Canes. I made sure to wear nothing, but the finest things in my closet. A white collard Polo button down was tucked neatly into my acid wash jeans. My leopard print peep-toe boots accented my nude p curls in my thirty-two inch Brazilian weave bounced when I walked. My Louis tote sat nicely on my arm, and plus I made sure that my engagement ring shined bright.

Opening the door, all eyes in Canes were on me. I spotted the older lady spoke to me last time behind the counter.

"Hey baby!" She greeted me with a smile. "Can I get you something today?" She got ready to take my order.

"Yes ma'am. Is Johnae here?" I tried to say her name as proper as I could.

"Yea, hold on. Let me go get her." She tried to smile. She left the counter and went to the back.4

I took the pleasure of having a seat at a clean table by the door.

"Why are you here?" Johnae approached that table.

"Now is that anyway to talk to your child's step-mother?" I smirked and went inside of my purse.

"Look bitch I ain't got time for your shit today." She slapped her hand on the table.

"Ok, but this is for you!" I handed her an envelope and stood up.

"The fuck is this?" She looked at the envelope confused.

"Fill that and be a the clinic in the morning!" I smiled.

"Bitch I ain't getting no abortion! And it's too late anyway!" She screamed.

"Nah Mommas we just going get that thing tested. You look nasty, gotta make sure Aug is really the father!" I flipped my hair and walked out.