Testify - August Alsina

Chapter 4.

// Jay'sPOV, Weeks Later //

"I Support Him One Hundred." I Say To Britt. "But Then Again Im Scared Of Losing Him."

"Yeah I Know But You'll Get Use To It You Know Shawn Is A Drug Dealer But He Has The Best Heart Ever And He Buys Me Anything." She Finishes Her Noodles.

My Phone Vibrates , I Pick It Up And Answer It.

"Yes?" I Answer.

"Can I See You!?" August Ask.

I Look At Britt And Sign ..

"When And Where?" I Ask.

"Where Are You I'll Come Get You." He Says.

"Im At Britt's House."

I Give August Britt's Address..

"He Coming To Get You?" She Ask.

"Yeah." I Bite My Bottom Lip.

"Good Now My Bae Can Come Over." Britt Hops Up , I Clean Up My Area And Run Upstairs To Britt's Room.. I Change My Clothes And Fix My Hair. "August Is At The Door JB!!!!"

I Hear Britt Yell.

"Coming." I Yell Back.

I Put On My Jays And Run Down The Stairs ( Outfit >>>> )

"Hey." I Smile When I See August.

"Whassup." He Smiles Back.

August Picks Me Up , I Laugh A Bit As He Carries Me To A Car .. Him And I Get In. A Dude Pulls Off.

We Enter A House That's Extremely Loud , August Pulls Me To The Back. We Go Into The Room Where There's Peace.

"The Pizza Arrived." He Says , I Smile And Make Myself Comfortable  On A Beautiful Dark Blue Couch. I Kick Off My Shoes And Grab A Pizza.

August Comes Out Of His Shirt.. I Look At The Tattoo On His Chest.

"When You Get That?" I Ask.

"A Few Days Ago." He Sits Beside Me.

August Turns To A Cartoon Movie...

"Really August?" I Take The Remote From Him.

"What cha Doing??" He Tries To Get It Back , We Fight For The Remote .. August Tickles Me , I Fall To The Floor.

"Alright You Fuckin Win." I Throw The Remote.

"That's What I Thought." He Pulls Me Back On The Couch.

I Look At August .. He Looks Tired.

"August Are You Okay?" I Ask.

"Yea." He Chuckles.

"No Your Not." I Grab His Hand.

He Looks Down , August Lays His Head On My Lap.. He Looks Up At The Ceiling.

"I Know I'm Doing Wrong." He Says.

"August..."

"No One Understands Me, I Always Think About Why I'm Doing This But Then I Tell Myself God Will Forgive Me." He Looks At Me.

I Rub His Hair.

"God Will Forgive You." I Smile.

"Im Just Doing This To Survive A Nigga Hungry I Couldn't Afford A Meal." He Says. "Sometimes I Get So Angry , I Blame It On My Mother But I Don't Know Why She Didn't Do Anything... My Father Was A Addict And Right Now Her Boyfriend Is A Addict And She's Putting Herself Right Back In That Same Position."