DRUGS AND MONEY {August Alsina}

Chapter 11.

August /

This family has mad issues , but damn I didnt know Paris was a G like that. Im blessed. 

"Come on girls." I take Paris sisters back to their bed. 

"Hey August Alsina , why are you so cute?" The oldest one ask , I laugh as I tuck both of them in bed. 

"I dont know , you gonna have to ask my mother." I smile. "Heyy get some sleep because you two are going to have fun tomorrow." 

"Thank you August." The oldest one says , the young one doesnt really talk she just stares at you.

"Good night." I begin to walk out.

"August.." I hear the soft , small voice.

"Yeah?" I turn around and look at the little one whose sitting up looking at me.

"Are you my sisters boyfriend?" She ask , I laugh on the inside what does this girl know about boyfriends?

I walk to her bedside and squat down.

"Uhh I wouldnt say boyfriend but me and your sister care about eachother." I look at her.

"Do you hit girls?" She ask.

"Tink shut up." The oldest one yells down at her , I laugh.

"Of course not , men should never hit women." I smile at her.

"Are yall going to date?" She continues with questions.

I think about tha question , I dont know if Paris and I will end up together. I wouldnt mind trying out a relationship with her.

"I dont know , I hope so." I answer.

"If yall date." She grabs my face. "Can you promise me you wont make her do bad things and hit her."

I like this little girl she really  cares about her sister , she prolly knows about this stuff from past experience with her mama.

"I promise." I smile , "Well good night get some sleep."

I stand up and walk downstairs , hopefully they arent fighting again.

I get downstairs and look at the two of them , they're quiet. I look at Paris face expression. She has both of her hands over her mouth. Somethings up.

"Yall aight?" I sit beside Paris and look at her brother whose looking at Paris.

"You want me back in jail dont you , matter fact you want me to die right?" Paris is heated , I can feel it.

"Of course not Pee.." Her brother says , "I mean Paris."

"Pee?" She grabs her pillow and throws it at him , "He told you to call me that?"

"Whose he?" Im confused right now.

"Yea whose he Tyy?" She gives him an evil look , Ty looks at me.

"Tyron." He looks down , who the fuck is Tyron?

"Whose Tyron baby?" I ask Paris.

"He's my ex big homie." She says , I almost jump out of my seat.

"I dont know how Atlanta streets work but in New orleans if a family member of a big drug dealer joins the drug life and messes up they end up killing the big drug dealer and the family member." I look at Paris.

Paris keeps her eyes on Ty.

"Did they tell you that Tyy?" She yells.

"No." He shakes his head , she screams and stands up.