Ride Or Die ( August Alsina )

Chapter 8

* Alana's POV *

We pulled up to Quan's apartment. Everyone was wearing black. August looked over at me.
August: Staying inside the car?
Alana: Yes.
August: Keep a look out for any cops or just anybody.
Alana: Okay.

He reached over into the glove department grabbing one of his guns. I sighed & looked over at him.
Alana: I know what he did was wrong, but why this way?
Kat: Cause he shot our bruh.
KD: Now his ass gotta die.

With that being said, all of them pulled our their guns getting out of the car.

* August's POV *

We went up to the door. All you could hear was laughing. Just then, Kat kicked the door down, we walked inside pointing the guns at 3 niggas, none of them were Quan.
August: Where the fuck is Quan?

All of them shook their head as if they didn't know. Quan then came from behind me pointing the gun at my head.
Quan: Well, well, well.. If it isn't these punk ass niggas. You like what I did to that pussy nigga of yours?

His crew pulled out their guns & pointed them towards us.
Quan: What's y'all last words before we blow y'all asses away?

Quan started laughing added with the laughs from his crew.
Quan: They punk asses scared now.

Quan got ready to pull the trigger, & I closed my eyes picturing my whole life right before me. I heard a shot,but noticed I was still here. Keeping my eyes closed, I heard 3 more. I opened my eyes & there in front of me was Alana holding my gun. I looked around & Quan & his crew were shot dead to the floor. Alana gently placed the gun on the floor. I stood there in shock.
Alana: They were gonna kill y'all.

I walked towards her grabbing her into my arms.

* Alana's POV *

I couldn't believe that I had kill not one person, but 3. Standing there while August held me in his arms, Kat picked up the guns up off the floor. We got back inside the car.
Kat: You shot they asses like forreal.
KD: I heard that shit sound off.
Alana: I didn't really mean to kill them.

August pulled up to the house & Kat, KD, & Tony got out. He drove around about to drop me off & the ride was quiet. We pulled up to the apartment & I opened the door, August grabbed my arm.
August: Alana?
Alana: What?

He let go of my arm & I walked inside the apartment. Candice must have went back to the hospital because her & the boys were gone. Just before I sat down, someone knocked on the door. I looked out the peephole which revealed it was August. I opened the door & he walked in closing the door behind us. I sat down on the couch & August joined me grabbing me into his arms again.
August: I got you.

* August's POV *

Riding in my car when I seen the cops get behind me. All I could think was keep my cool, they didn't like my ass anyway. They started flashing their lights asking for me to pull over. Once I pulled over a cop approached my car.
August: Speeding?
Officer: ID please.

I handed him my ID & examined it.
Officer: Come with me Mr Alsina.
August: For what?
Officer: Come with me.
August: For what? I didn't do nothing.
Officer: Get out of the car.

I opened the door & stepped out. The officer placed me on the car putting the handcuffs on me.
August: I didn't fucking do nothing!

* Alana's POV *

I walked into the station in a frantic rush. I didn't know what to expect. Were they holding him for the crime I committed? I walked over to the front desk.
Alana: I'm here to speak to August Alsina. He's being held here.
Officer: Sign in here right here.

I signed my name down on the list. She pointed for me to go over to the window, but before I went over they had to search me. I sat down at the window, picking up the phone. August came & sat down putting the phone up to his ear.
Alana: How long you in here?
August: I don't know.
Alana: What are they holding you for?
August: I don't know yet.
Alana: I got you.
August: I know.

I placed my hand up on the glass & August put his up right in front of mine. I just knew I had to get him out of there.

* August's POV *

A detective sat me down at a table in a room, turning on a tape recorder. He stood up while I sat down.
Detective: Do you know Quan Peterson?
August: Yeah.
Detective: What's you're relationship with Mr Peterson?
August: There wun one.
Detective: Are you aware that him & 3 others were shot dead last night?
August: Yeah, I heard.
Detective: Where were you the night he was killed?
August: With my female friend Alana.
Detective: Okay.

He called an officer inside.
Detective: Can you look in the system for an Alana?
Officer: Yeah sure.
Detective: & see what you come up with. Get back with me on it.
Officer: Okay.

* Alana's POV *

I went back to the club working for the night. Grabbing my clothes out of my locker, Sade walked over placing her hand around me.
Sade: It's been a minute Alana.
Alana: Get you're hands off me.

She started laughing as if I had told a joke. Wearing her pink G string & pink bra with rhinestones, she grabbed the string slapping it back down on her hip. She smiled as I made my way into the dressing room, she followed.
Alana: Sade, I'm not in the mood.
Sade: Come on girl. You know I've been feeling you.
Alana: I don't go that way.
Sade: Give it a chance, you might actually like it.

I rolled my eyes & grabbed my clothes to leave out. She pushed me back into the corner of the room.
Sade: You not leaving until I get what I want.
Alana: WHAT?

She took her bra off throwing it on the floor. Walking over towards me, I stood up only for her to push me back down.
Sade: I want you.
Alana: I don't go that way Sade!

She pinned me down to the couch in the room, kissing my neck.
Sade: You like it, huh?
Alana: Move!

She pulled at my shirt & then kissed me some more. Attempting to kiss my lips, I turned away. She slapped me as if she had gotten angry. I looked up in total shock, it bought me all back to Z. I looked up & punched her right in the face. Walking out the door only to hear Sade yelling before it closed.
Sade: Bitch, I didn't want you anyway!

I ran into the club area & out the door.

* August's POV *

Still at the jail & the officer came back into the room.
Officer: I found 2 Alana's in the state of Georgia in the system. One here in Atlanta. This one here came & spoke with him today.
Detective: Thanks Officer. Can you call her down here & listen over their conversation from earlier?
Officer: Yes.

The officer walked back out the room. The detective walked over sitting across from me at the table.
Detective: So, you're pretty well known on these streets, huh?
August: I guess.
Detective: August, we can do this hard way or the easy way.
August: What you talking about?
Detective: If you had anything to do with this or heard anything about it, please say so now.
August: I told you I don't fucking know nothing!
Detective: You can stop with the damn yelling pretty boy. Just know if records & evidence come back that you did, you're yellow ass going right to jail.

I slammed my fist down on the table.
August: I didn't do nothing!
Detective: You better make sure of that.

He called an officer back in to take me into my cell.