Ive been writing all about August and Navea, but that shit cute so it's whatever.
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"For we know him who said, "Vengeance is mine; I will repay" and again, "The lord will judge his people" - Hebrews 10:30
August 10pm
I picked Modei up and took her and Vea to Vea house. I made sure Modei was comfortable.
"Where are you going?" Navea asked, as I paced back and forth of her living room. "He's not getting away with this, He getting his shit tapped tonight I swear to fucking god" I shook my head feeling myself get angry all over again
"C'mon Aug--" "I'm serious Vea." I cut her off. I was on 10, as much as I wanted to keep my ass outta shit. My phone chimed again with the text I been waiting on from Donte
I'm ready - Donte👊🏽
Looking back up at Navea who had been starring me down for the last 5 minutes. "Take care of Modei ight" I began to walk towards the door.
"Wait you taking Donte right?" She asked catching me before I could even touch the doorknob. I sighed "Yeah"
"When will you be back" She bites down on her bottom lip, her lips looking juicy and her eyes trying to guilt me into not doing it. I wasn't gonna let it no matter how much of a soft spot I had for her and Modei. I would go to jail over a nigga and that's how it was.
"Ion know, what chu scared for?" I questioned her this time.
Her big eyes became glossy "What if you don't come back? Modei don't know what you doing--"
"Ma I'm good, chill out. I'll handle mines. When yall get up I'll be here" I tell her "Say you swear" A tear rolls down her cheek. I ain't want her to cry, it made me really see she was down for a nigga, But dealing with me she gotta deal with my shit too, trust that I won't fuck it up, something she's not understanding right now, but she just gotta trust me.
I kissed her forehead "Do what I said ight" She nodded letting go of my arm and letting me leave.
I walked out the house to my car and got in. Before starting it up I put the burner from my glove compartment in my lap. This moment had me lost in my own thoughts, My thoughts with god mostly. "I hope you got my back on this one" I looked up to the sky. Saying a quick prayer I started up the car to go get Donte and take care of shit.
Christopher 4am
Blinking a few times I got up noticing I had on my clothes from earlier. I was sleep for longer that I had wanted to and I was hungry. I got up from the bed taking off my shoes and changing into some shorts and a t-shirt. With my splitting headache I went downstairs to the kitchen to see what momma made for dinner.
She knew I hated Spaghetti but I chose to eat anyway. Taking my bowl of food I sat at the island, devoured it and proceeded to wash my dishes. As I was doing this the kitchen door open and momma came in. She smacked her lips "Boy you scared the hell outta me, What are you doing up?" She asked walking to the fridge. She was dressed for work and was about to leave for her shift.
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Kept from God
Narrativa generaleChristopher Brown was a born into a Christian household , taught and followed the bible since could talk. You wouldn't be the son of the church anywhere but in service on Sunday beside Pastor, His father. It was one night, that turned into somethi...