No Love // August Alsina FanFic

C5: It's such a shame, you think you control me

As soon as I got inside I dashed upstairs to my bedroom. It was nearly 3 am and I was shitfaced. I had a horrid headache and the dress I was wearing was soaked in sweat. My lips throbbed from kissing August and I felt a bit guiltily.

I knew I shouuldn't be, Justin cheats all the time. But I didn't want to be labeled a cheater, it felt like an underachievement and like a bad thing. I creeped upstairs, being cautious if Justin was here. I know he isn't here, Omar had confirmed that he was out getting stoned and laid by some disease-ridden hooker.

The lights are off and it's eerie. My phone lights up from the nightstand and I fumble to get it. August stole you from your bae (me)! Anyway the date went amazing, his name is Leo and he plays football! Hopefully you get home tonight, remember you have a loving boyfriend named Justin! Nite, Mo ♥. From Aaliyah. 

I almost forgot about my best friend during my eventful night with the famous August Alsina. That sounds so amazing, night with the 'famous' August Alsina. Aaliyah didn't know that Justin was a horrible  abusive boyfriend that beat on his girlfriend nearly everyday.  I scowl at her message about him and throw the phone into it's hiding place.

I dig through my closet and pull out sweat pants and a baggy jersey. I get dressed quickly and end up crashing on bed.

 a tight grasp on my wrist forces me awake. When I meet Justin's eyes I jump slightly. "Good morning babe." I force out, trying not to stutter. He looked batshit insane with bags that drooped under his bloodshot eyes. He didn't say anything; His eyes flashed to a look of desperation and he licked his lips in a hungry manor.

"Justin?" I quiz but before I can say anything else he forces his lips on mine. The taste of liqour strong and intoxicating me slowly.  His hand slipped under me and held my back up. I didn't kiss back, I didn't want this. My stomach churned and my throat swelled up. I broke off and dash to the bathroom just in time to throw up the contents of my stomach.

"What the fuck?" Vomit.  "Are you pregnant or some shit? If you are get rid of it, we don't need that shit." More vomit. Not just the absurd amount of alcholo I digest but the fact that if I was pregnant he would get rid of the kid with out hesitation made me sick. I hate him for not caring. I hated this.

"I-I may be sick, we haven't had sex in a while anyway." I clarify, beginning to brush my teeth but I drop my toothbrush when kisses are placed in  a trail on my neck, leaving chills down my spine. "I want to change that." His breath hits me like a tidal wave, his tone trying to be sexy, "I'm not feeling it." I add with a mock pout, as if I wanted whatever he was going to do.

"Fucking useless and resisting whore." The next thing I know I am on the ground, waves of pain throbbing through me. My head hits the tile wall and I hold in a groan and bite my lip. "Get out my house and come back when you're not being an idiot." I nod, crawliing to my feet and scrambling downstairs, grabbing the other hidden phone and running out the door.

My head hurts, my body hurts. I hate him. 

 The next thing I know I am calling August 

 

 a.n 

because monique was a lil smeg, i didn't make the chapter long