Troubles (Chresanto August Story)

Chapter 2: Baby Steps

I woke up and the first thing I did was roll up a blunt with my girl besides me her name is Taylor and I love her. She doesn’t complain about my groupies she knows how to have fun and all we do is drink, fuck and sleep. I really didn’t feel like going to this therapy session with spring. I can already tell that I'm not gonna like her she think she's just miss goody too shoes like her shit don't stink. I can tell that she's judgmental and thinks she's the shit when she's really not. I took a puff of my weed and handed it to her. “Baby where are you? She asked. “I got to handle some business but hear take this and go shopping get what you want” I said. She jumped up on me “Thanks baby” She cheered. “You're welcome now go take your sexy ass somewhere” I bit my lip. She had lust in her eyes “you sure you don't wanna a little taste” she asked. “Maybe later babe” I said getting in the shower.

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I hopped in the back of the truck with my security guard as the driver pulled off. I was ready for this long ride to her office in San Francisco.

“So how was the session with the lady? Jamal my security guard asked.

I sucked my teeth “It was bullshit I can already tell I won't like her ass” I spat.

“She's gonna help you though? He said

“And how do you know that she's tryna get her money just like how I am. Fuck that bullshit she's very dainty and prissy I can already tell that she's been fed through a silver spoon all her life” I said placing my ear phones in I got on my ipad and started typing in everything I liked and disliked. When we finally arrived there I stepped out of the car and Jamal followed me upstairs. We went in the elevators and out came Lindsay Lohan crying in tears. I rolled my eyes “She's probably a bitch” I mumbled going up level 2. We opened the door and were greeted by her assistant.

“Hello Roc I'll call Spring and let her know that you're here” she smiled. I sat on the chair and scrolled through my phone until I heard her voice. “Roc you can come in”? She said. I looked at her she had on a skirt, heels, a blazer and her hair in bun. I followed behind her and sat on the chair.

“Ard so I made the list” I scoffed. She chuckled “Well hello to you too Roc”.

“Wassup” I nodded. She rolled her eyes and sat down. “Okay what you got?

“I hate liars”

“I hate when someone disrespects me”

“I hate people that are users”

“I hate people that think they're better then someone else”

“I hate people that were born rich and aint neva have to struggle”

“I hate cowards”

“I hate stuck up women”

“I hate feeling unwanted”

“I hate feeling like a failure”

“I hate people that provoke me”

“I hate dumb parents”

“I love sex”

“I love money”

“I love weed”

“I love my family”

“I love my daughter Chase Aleyah August”

“I love cars & clothes and materialistic shit”

“Wow that's a lot of likes and dislikes” I said. “Yeah it is but whatever” he scoffed. I was beginning to get annoyed at his smart remarks I'm only trying to help him. “Why so angry? I asked. “I'm just irritated I don’t want to be here I'd rather be getting high and chilling with my girl” he explained.

“Well after this session you can do whatever you want” I said. “Can I ask you a question? He asked.

“Of course” I smiled.

“Why are you so like prissy like it seems like all you wear is buns and shit and suits all day and you're too nice, where's the edge? He asked.

“It's called being professional, at work I'm one person and at home I'm another and last time I checked I was a lady so I'm gonna dress like one” I explained.

“I guess” he said.

“Anyways so you're here because you violated your probation, constantly fighting, drama, and intoxication how do you feel about it? I asked.

“I mean I'm just a nigga that like to have fun and if I feel disrespected we gon fight that's how I was raised you come for me Imma come for you. And I drink and smoke because I like to turn up” he explained.

“We have a lot to work on my sir” I said. “We don’t have anything to work on” he scoffed.

“So you said you have a daughter named Chase tell me about her? I asked.

He started to smile “That's my heart man I love her to pieces her mother isn’t the best mother so  she stays with my mother while I produce my music and shit , she don’t need to be around my turn up hours” he said.

“So why can't she just stay with you? I mean I know for sure that you have a nice house, cars and all the 9 yards so why can't she stay with you doesn’t she deserve to have all of your attention or is that all on the turn up” I said and I knew I hit a nerve.

“Now you gonna tell me how to be a parent okay”

“I don’t mean to sound judgmental but it isn’t fair that she has to stay with her grandma when she can just live with you if her mother isn’t doing right but you are why you would abandon her” I asked.

“I'm not abandoning her it's just called the business I make records to feed her and make sure the people that I love are okay” he explained.

“Okay moving on from – that

“How about you huh? He asked crossing his arms. “Let me guess you're from Beverly Hills and your mother and father are happily married and spoiled you rotten from all the toys to clothes. You got it all didn’t you maybe that's why you walk around like you're better than everyone” he snapped.

“That's not true” I said

“Then what is it? He shouted.

“Its not about me this is about you and seeing that you don’t want to be here in the first place you are making it hard for yourself. The faster you stop acting like a brat and tell me what's really going on which I kind of already know, the faster you can leave feeling better. But it's up to you” I said. He got up “You don’t know shit about me or my struggles you couldn’t even imagine “he yelled walking out of the door.

“You can't run away forever Chres” I said while he slammed the door. I just really want to dig deeper to find where this rage is coming from and if that means we gotta yell every session then so be it.

Spring is too calm for me

Chres is a hot mess

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