Testimony {August Alsina}

Six: Pinky Promise

**DEVAN'S POV**

 I silently watched August stare out the window at the radio station. His fingers tapped against the dashboard. He always did that when he was nervous.

"Nervous?" He jumped a little causing me to smile. "Don't over think it. Do you honestly believe the one and only, Foxy Felecia, would track down some kid because she thinks he has something to offer?" He didn't respond and he didn't have to. I knew I was right,  so I continued. "Exactly! She sees in you what i've been trying to tell you you have for the longest. You got this, Aug!" I could tell that was exactly what he needed to hear because he pulled my body into his warm embrace. Lord knows how much I love his hugs. We slowly pulled away from one another. Our eyes became locked in the process. The way his eyes peered into mine made me feel like he could see right through me. I smiled. His gaze shot down, focusing on my lips. I noticed his face inching closer to mine. I could feel my heart beating in my throat.  I closed my eyes waiting for his lips to meet mine. A tapping on the window brought me back to reality.

My eyes shot open to see Felecia standing there waving with a huge smile on her face. Really? You couldn't wait five minutes? I thought as I reached over pressing the button to wind the passenger window down.

"Hey. I'm sorry. Am I interrupting something?" I took in a quick breath ready to tell her ass off, but before I could even put my lips into formation, I felt August place his hand over my mouth.

"Nah. Nothing important." His words cut me deep. Here I was letting my guard down again only for him to destroy me without even knowing it. I hated feeling this way. Loving someone who didn't look at you the same way had to be the worst feeling in the world. I hated feeling like he was perfect for me. I hated not being able to hate him for not seeing it too. I sunk my teeth into the palm of his hand. I wanted him to feel the pain I felt in my heart. He snatched his hand away from my mouth glaring at me.  I rolled my eyes looking out of the window.

I stared up at the Q93.3 billboard across the street. Felecia's beautiful face was plastered on it. Her skin glowed brightly in the setting sunlight. She reminded me of the girls in school I wanted to be like. I would always sit and cry in my room after school beacause I felt worthless. The other kids would always tease me about how dark my skin was compared to thiers. One day my grandma heard me crying. "Chil', don't you ever think you're beneath someone else because they got something you don't. God made you beautiful! Don't ever doubt his work! You are dark and lovely just like your mama."  I discretely wiped a falling tear, letting her words patch the reopened wound in my heart. The sound of Lil Wayne's voice reciting the words "Sweet yellow bone thing, I call her honey mustard.." broke my thoughts. I watched as felecia picked up her phone, stepping to the side to answer it. My childhood would've been soo much easier if the media didnt encourage the lightskin V.S. darkskin feud. I bit my tongue stopping the rant from escaping my mind.

"You good?" Am I good?! I couldn't even look at him.

"Mhm." I lied. Placing my hands back on the steering wheel. I couldn't wait to pull off.

"Don't do that, D," I snapped my head in his direction. Don't do what? Feel like a dumbass for wishing you felt half as much of the feeling I have for you? Okay, I'll Try!   "I'll see you later, iight?" All I could do was nod as I unlocked the door for him to get out. I really hope he gets this job because, I hate to admit it, but I know as soon as he gets enough money to have his own apartment He's gone. Maybe space is what I need to officially let go.

"Good luck, Aug!" I yelled after him before pulling off. I stopped in front of a stop sign taking the chance to hook my phone up to the auxiliary cord. I know exactly what I needed to hear. ** PLAY SONG IN MM** I couldn't sing a lick, but I belted out Tynisha Keli's words like I wrote them myself.