My Lil' Juvie |August Alsina|

|| five. || PT. 2 ||

Continued...

After getting off the phone with daddy, I got an alert from the garage camera.

Motion detected. Contact authorities in case of emergency.

We have cameras all around the perimeter of the house, but the garage is the only place that has two cameras; one on the outside and one on the inside. Mama and daddy says having the app is annoying, so they only check the monitor. That worked in my favor because I can delete what I don't want them to see.

With a confused look on my face, I clicked into the app to see it was August. I immediately turned my nose up. The fuck is this nigga doing? Picking up my phone still looking at the camera, I saw that he kept looking back at the garage door as it slowly closed.

Walking down the stairs as quick as I could. I received a text.

Aug🍆💦: Aye lemme in & hurry up

Without replying, I sprinted towards the garage door and opened it. Thinking about why he didn't leave the door unlocked for himself, I realized that the automatic lock was enabled on the app.

"Aug, what the fuck happened? The fuck going on, mane?"

I cursed myself for sounding so much like daddy.

"Ima explain lata. Get upstairs. Quick!"

With the little time August and I knew each other, I knew not to question him. He's really aggressive and stern, so when he said something, I knew he was serious.

Jogging up the stairs, I make it to my room. Opening the door, August pushes me in, closing the door behind himself and locking it.

"The fuck is your pr-"

Interrupting me, he said "You got somewea we could hide?"

Shaking my head, I hurriedly headed over to my walk-in closet. Taking the picture off the wall beside my bathroom, it revealed a key pad. Daddy had this installed for extra safety measures. I punched in my four digit pin and put the picture back onto the wall.

I opened the glass door to what seemed to be an ordinary closet. Seconds after, all my clothes shifted showing a passage way.

I turned towards August and simply said, "Follow me."

Walking through the passage way, we made it to the other side. I turned towards the wall and keyed in the numbers again. After that, it was like nothing was ever behind my clothes in the closet.

I begged and begged daddy to get this part of my room built in for when I just wanted to get away from the world. Of course he agreed. There was a spiral staircase case that led up to two more floors. I had everything I needed in here: food, a bed, extra chargers, you name it. Without knowing the code, no one can get in or out.

I turned to August to see him looking around amazed. I hit him in the arm.

"Ouch! Da fuck you hit me fa?"

"You gone tell me what the fuck going on now or what?"

"Aight. Come hea, man."

Watching him walk over to the white, plush couch, I just stood there. He sat down and stared at me.

"So you just gone stand dea looking stupid by da face? Dee, quit playing wit me and brang ya ass hea!"

Rolling my eyes, I walked over to him. It was obvious I had an attitude. I never had to treat this place like a damn panic room before. Daddy had crazy fans follow him home all the time, but it was never this serious.

Finally making it over to him, he grabbed me by the waist and sat me on his lap.

"Dee, man, lose da fucking attitude before I make ya lose it."

I sighed and softened my face.

"All ima say is.. a nigga made some enemies since he been staying down hea."

"Made enemies how?"

"Dis da A, Dee. You know dat. Everybody want a come up and if they ass can't get it, they on some hatin' ass shit."

"That's not telling me what happened though, Aug. Tell me."

Looking down then back up at me, he spoke.

"I was on my way ta get da food and I noticed dis black Cadillac followin' a nigga, so I hit a couple a corners and them niggas did too. Lord forgive me, but I had to break a couple laws to get back to ya, baybeh..." He rubbed his thumb across my cheek.

"It was just too many of them niggas to take on, so I had to get outta dea."

"So where the car at?"

"I got a homeboy dat stay round the corner that let me use his garage and I just ran ova hea."

This was just too much. What if they followed him here? How long will we have to stay up here?

"You think they followed you here?"

"Nah, I doubt it, but I just wanna be safe."

Taking out my phone, I went to the alarm system app to check the cameras. Every camera was clear, so I guess we were good.

"Look, baybeh.. don't even trip. We good, aight?"

I nodded. I hope you right, nigga.

I didn't mind being here all night. Especially with him. Even though he had me doing crazy shit, every thing felt right.

Standing up from August's lap, I grabbed his hand for him to follow me.

He stood up and followed suit. I walked up the stairs to go to the second floor. In here was a kitchen area, bed area, and lounging area. I walked over to the queen size bed and grabbed the remote off of it to turn the tv on. Thinking about what I wanted to do, I chose to go to Netflix. Season 2 of Riverdale was out and I was almost done.

Getting into the bed, August followed getting between my legs. As we were watching the show, he would randomly kiss my thighs and rub my smooth legs in between scenes. I was definitely getting turned on, but I couldn't let him see me sweat.

This nigga say he don't eat pussy, but he gone be straight drowning in my shit.

I've heard multiple times that August didn't eat pussy. I ain't believe it then and I won't believe it now. If he gone fuck with me, something gone have to shake.

Running my hands through his hair, he grabbed my hand and kissed it.

Fuck, what did I get myself into?

To be continued...

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