Just A Yungin' (August Alsina Love Story)

Chapter 23.

August P.O.V

I sat on my couch smoking like a gentleman. I just wanted to relax, and be with my baby, but she on that bullshit.

I heard my front door open but I wasn't alarmed since Cam was on duty. I knew it was either Mal, Reek, Mama T or Chris. But since Mal was off with Reggie it couldn't be her.

But to my surprise in walked Malorie. She looked at me as if she expected me to smile.

"What?" I asked.

"Soo... I didn't go." she said.

"Good job." I said.

"So even when I don't go your still mad?" she asked.

"Yeah, cause I'm a bitch ass nigga. We hold grudges." I scoffed.

"August I was just ma-"

"Fuck that gotta do with anything. ? Have I ever called you anything disrespectful?" I asked.

"No." she said lowly.

"Okay so shut that shit up. Don't disrespect me like that again." I said.

"Okay daddy." she said looking at me. "You forgive me?"

I smirked a lil.

"Yea I forgive you ma." I said kissing her cheek.

"But I gotta tell you something now." I said.

"Okay?" she said.

"Since I was mad and shit I hired Whitney." I said.

She looked at me for about 5 seconds without saying a word.

"What you mean you hired her?." she asked

"Just what I said." I said.

She rolled her eyes and got up from the couch. Did I feel kinda bad? Yea , but honestly she was in the wrong 1st.

"All I'm gone say is, let me find out yo ass scheming. I promise you, I will fuck you and her up." she said without cracking a slight smile.

"You ain't got nothing to be worried about." I said.

"Okay August. Slip up and see what the fuck happen. Yo ole watermelon ass head always thinking shit gone be alright.....Just bye." she said grabbing her bag.

"Baby come here." I said putting my blunt in the ashtray and standing up.

I grabbed her arm tugging her towards me.

"Look Malorie. I apologize but I'm not regretting my actions. But I promise you nothing is gonna go down between me and her. You the only girl I want & need in my life. You trust me, right? " I said looking down at her.

"...Yeah." she sighed.

"Okay then. Daddy wouldn't do nothing to hurt you." I said watching her laugh a lil.

"Please stop calling yourself that." she said as I wrapped my arms around her waist.

"You love a real nigga?" I asked.

"Duh." she said looking up at me.

"Say it then." I said.

"I love you." she said smiling.

"I love you too. I will love you even more when you pop out my yungin." I said smiling.

"When the times right,  the lord will bless us with a child." she said.

"Right." I said smiling. "But it ain't shit wrong with practicing."

"Sure ain't." she smirked standing on her tippy toes as I picked her up and hoisted her on my lap with her legs clenched around me.