DRUGS AND MONEY {August Alsina}

Chapter 10.

August POV , end of tour /

"Everyone , I would like to thank you all for helping me on my first tour." I smile at Team August.

"Lets give him a big round of applause!" My manager stands and starts clapping , everyone claps along. "Alright , get some rest so we can get back home." 

"Alright." I smile , everyone goes their own way. The security guards get me to my hotel safetly. 

 "Im soo exhausted." I fall to my bed , just as I close my eyes to go to sleep my phone rings.

I see that its an Atlanta number.

"Hello?" I answer , a machine starts tallking. I know this machine very well cause I always use to listen to it as I called someone from jail.

I follow the directions , I hear someone sigh. The person doesn't say anything to me , I know who it is.

"What'd you do?" I ask her.

"I didnt do anything." Paris answers.

"Paris your in jail they're aren't just going to put you in jail for no reason." I sit up.

"My brother." She says , "He got me in this shit , Im in trouble because he brought marijuana to my place and so Im here for possession."

"Do you have a bail?" I ask.

"Yes." she slowly answers.

"How much is it?"

"1,000.." she continues talking but I ignore her.

She's going on and on and on and on...

"Did you hear me August?" She ask.

"No what'd you say?" I lay back down.

"Thats not all ..." She pauses.

"What , is there something else I need to know?" I pull the blankets over me. She sighs deeply.

"Dont be mad at me okay." I know wheres she's headed. "They've also got me for delivery of crack cocaine."

"Really Paris?" I start yelling.

"August stop yelling." She cries.

"No , Im not going to stop fucking yelling you told me that you weren't going to deal with fuckin drugs anymore.."

"I dont sell drugs anymore."

"Quit lying Paris, I guess your right I dont know much about you." I frown and then hang up. Im pissed this one call ruined my night.

I try to sleep it off but it doesnt work , im not getting her out fuck that.

Paris , days later /

"Thanks Zae." I smile at Zae.

"You welcome young one." He says as he drives.

"They talking about putting my ass on probation , for now I got to take these drug classes." I show Zae the papers.

"Drug classes?" He takes the sheets and begins reading them. "Damn for a month."

"Hell yeah and it said extended time if fuckin needed." I say , he hands me back my papers.

"No harm feelings Pee but come on lets face the facts look I know your the best in the game right but you have young siblings to take care of and dont you think its time to give up this drug life you been in this shit since you were 14 you've been in the game for 8 fuckin years Pee." Zae says , I always looked up to Zae. He knows his stuff him and I met in middle school he basically introduced me to the game. We had every class together he saw that I was struggling with money but he also saw that I was smart in them books.