Other Side {Trilogy}

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*Calabasas*

Mariah POV:

I'm beyond pissed. All of my clothes are gone! All of my Chanel is gone! Any and everybody knows I love my Chanel. Ion play when it comes ta dat. Even my bed comforter was Chanel. Dats how much I love it.

But, tha name brand of it doesn't even matter ta me. It's juss tha simple fact my things were destroyed. Lucky fa me...I had some clothes left dat I sleep in. So, I showered and threw them on.

When I called Chris....he says he didn't do it because he was on his way ta Atlanta. But, I'm not stupid.

While I was cleaning up tha mess dat was made, Michael called my name. I put tha trash bag ta tha side and went downstairs.

I walk in my living room and see August.

Me: "Aug. Why are you-"

August: "Cause he told me what you walked into yesterday when you got home. And I know how much you love your Chanel. Plus, I can walk juss fine. Tha doctor juss don't want me ta put it in any harm..."

Michael: "He better hope. And pray! Ion see him no time soon..."

Me: "I wish he'd leave me alone. You won't let me do shit..."

August: "You damn right I won't! But...what I will let you do is..."

He reaches in his pocket and pulls out his wallet. Then he takes out his gold card.

August: "Take it. And replace all your stuff. Get what you need and want..."

Me: "Aug. I'm not takin' yo card-"

August: "Beybe. It's okay. Take it. Go buy all tha Chanel you want. Shoes and all..."

Me: "I would feel like I would have ta pay you back..."

August: "You good. Trust me. He'll pay me back..."

He puts tha card in my hand and Mike hands me August duffle bag.

August: "You have some extra clothes in hea'. It came from my house. So, change and go do some shoppin'. I'll be hea' when you get back..."

Me: "Aug-"

August: "Go on na. No arguing bout it. You have no choice..."

I sigh and go upstairs. When I close my room doe, my phone rung. I look at it and see it's Bresha.

*Call starts*

Me: "Hello"

Bresha: "Hey, do you wanna see your lil babies befoe we leave?"

Me: "Yea. Lemme change real quick and I'll be on my way..."

Bresha: "Alrighty. See you later..."

*Call ends*

Dats another thing! My best friend is leaving and goin' back ta New Orleans. I didn't expect ha ta move once ha and Quees filed.