No Love // August Alsina FanFic

C1: Rescue Me

For my sister, PrettyUniqueMonique you owe me.

Once again, I was getting the regulated beating from my boyfriend. I took it,  take it every week. Justin gets drunk or angry by someone else and takes it out on me-his innocent girlfriend. His steel toed boot slams into my side, I whimper. The pain becoming horrible. He breathes heavily, staring at my crumpled figure with a smug look. His pale face red with rage.

Justin walks away, sitting down on our leather couch.Grabbing an already rolled blunt  and lighting it. I stare with watery eyes at the drugs as he puts it between his lips. He has been smoking since he starting beating me, 2 years ago, I guess the drugs caused the abuse.. Our relationship was going for 3 years now, it started great until something came onto him.

I couldn't leave this madness, he had threatened to find me if I ever left. He promised to kill me, slit my throat to be exact. I took that as a fair warning and stayed with him. I knew ever stupid thing he did, cheat, smoke and drink but I didn't confront him, that would only led to a bloody nose. My career was on hiatus for him, as a background dancer. I earned a lot from that job.

I get up slowly, the pain expelling through out my body, I groan. He gives me a warning look, the phone clutched to his ear, signifying he would be leaving soon. I limped up the stairs, tears dripping down and clashing with the carpet

 I stumble into the bathroom and stare at myself with disappointment. My red mocha skin was covered with scratches and my eye was swelling, black as well. My wavy dark brown hair caked with sweat and tears. Soon I am in a soothing bath, wetting my face a few times to hide the tears and cool down my eye and bruises.

I love Justin, I really do but I can't handle the abuse. I to find someone, I need to get away.

My best friend, Aaliyah called shortly after my bath. Justin's boots slam against the ground as he walks towards the room, he has to witness my calls or he thinks I am calling for help. He takes the phone whenever he is gone, leaving me without communication.

"Nique, Nique! I need to go shopping, I have a feeling me and this guy are gonna spark!" She squeals, I force a smile. Smiling was difficult in front of Justin. "Come to the mall with me?" She quizzes, I push the phone away from me and look at Justin. "Can I, I go to the mall with Aaliyah?"

He nods, "Sure,Monique ,I'm not going to be ere anyway." His response is kind and caring, except the last sentence. He is going out to the club again, to get drunk and sleep with some girl. "Yeah, can you come pick me up?"

"No problem, Momo! Let's go get sexy!"

Aaliyah didn't notice the messy makeup covering my eye. The mall is bustling with crowds. "Excuse me!" Aaliyah shouts waving her yellow arms in frustration. "I'm just trying to get some Jordan's for Justin!"  I groan, maybe gifts will stop the beatings. I rush over to Foot Locker, pullng Aaliyah along.

Her perfect curly hair waves around her as she hops around. "How 'bout these?" She points at a shoe from far away. My eyes light up, I walk for it, needing the shoes-no matter the price. It is so cinematic when I grab it and another hand skims for it. I look at the owner of the hand in confusion and is extremely surprise by the looks of the guy.

A  guy with a chiseled light colored face, goatee and curly hair. My hand grabs the last box, the size for Justin. "Awy, Shawty, those J's are for me." I gasp, flabbergasted by this guys looks and litterly everything about him.  "No.They.Are.Not" I speak slowly, this guy didn't know how much I needed this.

"Feisty little mama." He replies, slickly. I am so ready to drop down to my knees and give him these shoes. "Wassup, I'm August." 'August' tells me, his tongue licks his succulent lips. "You lookin' good" He examines my body and I blush from it, quickly shaking my head and frowning.

"These J's are mine!" I holler.

"Let me get yo name, Shawty."

"Monique" The word is puked out of my mouth. 

Aaliyah walks towards me, her bags flying next to her."What the hell is takin-" She stops, "Damn, he is fine" She says, I mentally agree. "But I am going on a date tonight at Cupcake Deluxe" She brags.

"You going to that club?" He asks me, I shake my head. "Now you are bae, with me." I shake my head and hug the box close to me. "No, I have someone-I need these shoes for him." Shakily, I look away to Aaliyah's surprised face. 

She scoffs, "We are coming, fuck that Justin jerk." She looks around and August gives me a flirty smile. "Oh those KD's would look good on me." She dashes to em. I stare at him with a pout. "I don't want them shoes anymo', I want you." On that note, his hand slips around my waist and I inhale his expensive Cologne.

His nose taps against mine, I am speechless and frozen. Our lips touch and this magical feeling goes through my veins, it's all unbelievable. His lips are so soft, so juicy it's like a dream. The shoe box fall out of my hands. The kiss is over and he pulls back, giving me his number before walking to the cash register.

That slick bastard. I cheated on Justin, I am dead. But it sure felt good and I would do it once again if I was allowed to go to Cupcake Deluxe.