Ride Or Die ( August Alsina )

Chapter 10

* Alana's POV *

Watching tv & holding the couch pillow in my arms. I couldn't even picture myself robbing a bank. Would it work out? Was this the right move? I pictured life without robbing the bank. All I could see was them coming up with enough evidence that I committed the murders. It shook me up to even consider myself a murderer. I wanted to cry, but something was holding the tears back. Candice came down the stairs placing herself on the couch beside me.
Candice: You okay?
Alana: Yup.
Candice: Sure? Anything you wanna talk about?
Alana: Nope.
Candice: Okay.

She stood up headed into the kitchen. I jumped up walking outside & looking around. I needed fresh air. I closed my eyes to the sounds of the birds chirping. I opened my eyes to a shadow being casted over me, looking up realizing it was August. He sat down beside me & I glanced away staring down at the ground.
August: You straight?
Alana: Yup.
August: Look, I'm not forcing you into doing it.
Alana: I know August & I trust you.

I picked up a flower & looked back over at him. He nodded & held his fist out for some dap. I smiled while dapping him. I knew this was something that just needed to be done.

* August's POV *

I drove over to the trap meeting with KD, Kat, Tony, & Drek. Walking inside, they seemed to have had plans for getting drunk & plenty sex. They had plenty beer on the table & condoms right beside it. KD had a chocolate girl, who looked to be about 5'2, with nothing but her T shirt & panties on while sitting in his lap. Turning up his bottle of beer.
August: Sup bruh?
KD: Sup nigga?
August: What y'all got planned?
KD: Same ol.
August: Oh aight.
KD: Nixie why don't you go in the back?
Nixie: Sure daddy.

She stood up walking to the back & KD smacked her on the butt. She turned around laughing making her way into the bedroom closing the door.
KD: I'm gone wear her ass out tonight. She just don't know.

We started laughing & KD passed me a beer.
KD: Where you been hiding my nigga?
August: Never hiding. Chilling at da crib doe.
KD: Need to find yaself some ass.
August: Nah. I'm straight.
KD: What's happening bruh?
August: Gotta get da fuck away.
KD: I can help ya.

* Alana's POV *

August knocked on the door. I opened it & he walked inside.
Alana: What now?
August: Here.

He opened a black bag with guns & some masks.
August: Even got you a wig to wear.
Alana: So soon?
August: We gotta make some moves & get da fuck away quick.
Alana: Okay. So, when is this gonna happen?
August: Saturday.

I noticed that was just 4 days away. In 4 days, I'd also officially be a robber & fugitive. I already had made myself a murderer. Could things possibly get any worst? August placed everything back into the bag. He kissed my cheek.
August: I got you.
Alana: Okay.