Remember You ( August Alsina & Yn Story )

??? P.O.V

12: 32 am

My feet hit the wet, cold, pavement, I hit a puddle and stopped on the side walk “fucking great” I whispered to myself. I heard footsteps, I turned around and there was no one “Hello is there anyone their” I glanced around and waited a few extra seconds. I spun back around to fix my heels and “give me all the fucking money you got in your purse” the gun was pointed in my mouth and I immediately started to cry. “Please sir I have a little girl at home” I talked pass the 9mm that was in my mouth. I did phoebe she was my pride and joy. I emptied the $50 dollars in my wallet. “Is this all you got bitch” I cried harder as he shoved the pistol deeper down my throat. The hard, cold metal scared me to death, I might be meeting it any minute I wasn’t sure what to do. “Yes I swear that’s all I have I swear please let me go” he laughed. “Get on the floor” I was hesitant. “NOW BITCH” I got on my knees with my head down and my hands up.

I felt hard cold metal hitting my back I fell back and tried crawling away, but he hit me in my arm. I had tried to get up several times, so I screamed, at the top of my lungs.

 

(???’S P.O.V)

I was smoking a gas blunt in the alley of the club then I seen this girl getting pistol whipped. It wasn’t like me to give a fuck that any bitch was getting handled but she didn’t look like the type, that owed money or stripped, she looked sophisticated like she could work for a business. “PLEASE ANY ONE HELP ME” I put out my blunt and ran over. “Aye nigh what the fuck you doing” he ran off taking the fifty dollars or more lying on the ground. “P-please he-help me” she pasted out right there. I looked at her out fit and it was Michael kores, this girl definitely had money. I picked her up and took her to my 2013 range rover, I put her in the back and took her to the hospital. When we arrived I took her purse out and her, and took her inside. “Oh my gosh what happened” I looked at the nurse who brought a gurney over. “Honestly ma’am I don’t know, I was walking out the club and just seen this girl laying their getting pistol whipped, I think it was a robbery gone wrong” they looked at her and she opened her eyes a little. “TH – thank you so m-much” she whispered to me before getting rolled away. I looked at her facial features she had the face of someone you would see on the magazine.

After that I got in my range rover and pulled out. Who was that girl, and I want to know what made me save her? i hadn’t even took the time to look at her license or id something to see who she was , to see what she looked like for real under all that blood that covered her face. I’m august alsina drug ring leader, what made me look at her and think she was different from any other bitch out their??