Save Me

Chapter 1

Brianna

I walked down the street at night to get back home from the store. I'm 21years old and I live with my abusive boyfriend, Marcus. You guys are thinking, why are you still with him, you need to leave.

Well I tried and every time I try, he always find me and beat me. I can't go back to my family, he deleted all my contacts so I can't call them to help me. I grew up with Chris Brown being my friend. His mom and my mom are best friends.

When I was 7 He was 15.That was the last time I seen him. He left a note the day I woke up with him gone. It said......

Dear Brianna, I got a record deal and I left to go to L.A and I didn't tell you goodbye because it was a last minute flight......But I will come back to VA to see you...I call and visit as much as I can.....I don't want you to grow up with you being mad at me...I miss you so much and I know you gonna be sad now that I left.....I love you and I'll see you again little sis

-love breezy

Ever since then I haven't been the same. I haven't seen him since. I'm not the same girl Chris knew. I was the happy, always smiling, and brighting up somebody's day person.

Now, I'm the opposite, I'm the barely talking, never smiling or happy person. I tried reaching out to my friends but I'll always get caught. My thoughts were cut off when a gray range rover pulled up beside me.

"Aye ma, whatchu' doin' outchea' at night walkin' by ya' self"Someone asked. Wait, I know that NOLA accent from anywhere....it's August Alsina. I'm going to keep calm......well try anyway.
"I'm going home"I said.
"Well I'll take ya' home then"August said.

"U-Ummm ok"I said walking up to the door opening it.
"I'm August what's yo' name"He asked while I sat I'm my seat closing the door.
"I'm Brianna"I said quietly looking down. I haven't talked in a while. He started driving.

"You shy"He asked.
"Yea and I haven't talked in a while"I said.
"Where ya' live ma'."He asked.
"425 West avenue"I said looking out the window.
"Why ya' say ya' haven't talked in a while"He asked glancing at me then back at the road.

"Where I live I feel like if I don't talk I feel safe"I said. The car stopped at a red light and August looked at me.
"Whatchu' mean..you live with someone who hits ya'."He said. I nodded.
"My ummm boyfriend hits me"I said letting a tear fall from my eye.

"Why ya' ain't leave 'em yet"He asked.
"Its not that easy.....When I try he finds me and beats me up"I said wiping my tears away. Then the car started moving.

"You goin' ta' my house tonight"he said making me look up.
"O no you don't have to do that plus, I don't what he'll do to Me"I said panicking.
"Nah' he ain't gon' do nothin' ta' ya' you'll go home in the mornin' if ya' want"he said.
"O-Ok"I said.

"So..tell me 'bout ya' self"he said.
"Well I'm 20 years old, my birthday is September 5th I grew up with Chris brown-"I got cut off.

"Wait my nigga Chris brown, you grew up wit' him"he asked shocked.
"Yes. But I haven't seen him since I was seven"I said looking down.

"He ya' brotha' or somethin'."He asked.
"He basically is. His mom and my mom are best friends so we were really close"I said looking down. We came to a stop and looked to see is at a big house. I guess we are at his house.

"Damn"he said. We got our the car walking up to his door. We walked inside and it was gorgeous. I'm in THE August Alsina's house.
"Make ya' self at home"He said.

"C'mon imma' show you ya' room" he said grabbing my hand walking upstairs. When he grabbed my hand I blushed. We walked into a room.

"This ya' room and my room is across da' hall if ya' need me"he said.
"Wait, I don't have any clothes"I said. He left and came back with some boy shorts and a shirt.
"Here ya' go"he said handing the clothes to me.

"Thanks"I said looking down.
"Ya' welcome and ya' ain't gotta' look down when you talking to me"He said lifting my chin up.

"Good night ma'." he said walking out the door.
"Good night"I said. He left and my phone started to ring....Its Marcus.

"Hello" I said.

"BITCH YOU THINK YOU CAN GET AWAY. WHEN I FIND YOU, ITS GONNA' BE HELL"Marcus yelled. Making me start to cry.

"I'm sorry m-"I got cut off.

"BITCH FUCK YO GOD DAMN SORRY BRING YO' ASS HOME"He yelled then hanging up.

August

I went downstairs to find my phone. I finally found it and went back upstairs. But before I walked in my room I heard yelling and Brianna sayin' she sorry.

Then I heard her cryin'. Damn, I hate to see a girl that I care about cry. Yea I'm feelin' her. Shit, I think I like her.

I knocked on the door. Brianna opened the door wit' red eyes and tears still running down her cheeks. I hugged her and she hugged back.

"Why you lettin' him beat on ya'."I asked. We went into her room and say on the bed. She shrugged her shoulders.
"I don't know, he started hitting me a year ago but before he wasn't abusive"She said. Then there was a knock on the door.

"I'll get it"I said. I went downstairs opening the door to see some nigga there.
"Who da' fuck is you"I asked.
"Where the fuck is Brianna"This nigga asked.
"Ion' know nobody named Brianna. Ain't no Brianna ha'."I said.

I ain't goin' against tha' grain. The fuck yall thought.

"Then why when I tracked her phone down it said this address"He said.
"How I'm 'possed ta' know. Get tha' fuck off my property"I said slamming the door.

Then I see Brianna come downstairs in the clothes I gave her.
"Is he gone"she asked.
"Yea"I said.
"Ya' need ta' choose ya' niggas betta' cuz' That nigga ugly"I said sitting on the couch.

"Just because you cute don't mean all the other niggas ugly"she said sitting next ta' me.
"Oh so I'm cute huh"I said smirking.

Excuse the mistakes.