Don't Forget About Me (An August Alsina Love Story) (Completed/ Editing)

Chapter 1 : Revenge

August in MM <3

Kalissa

I moaned, kissing the tattoos right next to August's ear as he gave me long, loving strokes. I loved August, up from his small but beautiful eyes down to all the tattoos that covered his upper body. And his thin, neat mustache above his pink, big juicy lips that always seemed to show what mood he was in.

I was only 18 but August made me feel like I was in love. I knew him since junior year when we were only 16 and even though we started off on the wrong foot, we slowly came to understand each other and fell in love. He was my first date, my first kiss, my first boyfriend, and the first and only boy that I had sex with.

He brought out the freaky side to me, taught me some moves to use when we were having sex, and showed me how to roll a blunt. He also made me more open and willing to care so much more about him than I did myself, which I never did for anybody else.

I supported him when he had his family issues and he supported me with mine. Thats just how we were. I always saw us as a young married couple without a ring because the bond we had was unexplainable.

He groaned in my ear a little before releasing into the condom and resting his head on the crook of my neck, still inside of me. I ran my hand in his soft, curly hair, listening to his heavy, but soothing breathing.

He came over tonight and I could tell something was wrong. He didn't say much or joke around like the usual Aug would. He just stripped us both and brought me to my bed, filling the silence between us with our moans.

He slowly got off of me and laid by my side, staring up at the ceiling. I laid my head on his chest, resting my hand on his flat, toned stomach.

"Baby, whats wrong?" I whispered, looking up into his focused eyes. He was quiet, still focusing on my ceiling. He shook his head from side to side slowly.

He took a gulp before responding. "They killed, Mel, Kay."

I looked up at him in disbelief, hoping he was just joking. But by the way his face was, I knew he was serious and I let tears slip down my face.

Melvin was August's older brother and like my older brother too. He was so full of life and joy, looking out for the both of us. Melvin was the one who defended me when their mother disapproved of me being with August. And I loved his three little girls too because they were just like him. I just couldn't believe he was gone, so quickly.

"August," I said, softly. "I'm so sorry."

He stood up, shaking his head. "They killed my brother, Kay! My fucking brother!" He yelled, slamming his fist on the wall, creating a small dent in my wall.

He placed his forehead on the wall and began crying softly. I knew he was hurt because August never cried in front of me. I walked up behind him, crying too and hugging him from behind.

"Baby, the police are gonna get them," I sniffed. "Those niggas are going away for life."

He shook his head, pulling away from me. "Nah, fuck that."

He started getting dressed, pulling out his phone out his jean pocket.

"Yo, L, meet me at Bev corna. And bring my piece," He said into phone and hanging up.

"August where are you going?"

"I'm gonna get those niggas myself, Kay," He said, slipping on his shirt. "The fucking cops ain't gone do shit."

"August, no, its dangerous!" I argued. "You wanna end up dead too?"

"If I have to die, Kay, so fuck it. I rather die trying to get revenge for Mel than staying alive, not doing shit."

"But August-"

"No, Kay! There's not shit you could tell me thats gonna change my mind. This is NOLA. Niggas die everyday and not shit is done about it. Now a muthafucka kill my brother and you telling me to leave it alone? Fuck that."

I took hold of him, bracing him against the wall with tears streaming down my face. "What about ya mama, huh? You want her to lose another son? And what about Kay Kay, Noonie, and Chay? You gone let them lose the closest thing they have to a father figure? What the fuck about me, August?!"

He sighed, pushing me away. "Enough with that shit, Kay. I already made up my fucking mind and this is what I'm gonna do!"

He walked out my room and went to the living room to slip on his J's. I followed him.

"You are so fucking selfish, August!" I yelled. "Is this shit really worth you losing your life? Leaving everyone who loves you behind?"

"Yes, Kay! Thats my brother they shot! My nigga! The only nigga on this planet that I could've trusted. Those niggas making my nieces ask me where they daddy at and got my mama crying. So hell yeah I gotta do this shit!"

I shook my head, no longer able to breathe due to my hysterical crying. I took a deep breath, staring at him, trying to calm down and get my breathing right.

"Then go," I mumbled, giving up. August was gonna do what he wanted, regardless of the circumstances. I couldn't do or say anything else.

He looked at me in my eyes for a little and I was hoping he'd change his mind and stay. But he turned toward the front door and walked out, closing it behind him. I cried all night, waiting for him to call and tell me he changed his mind and didn't go or at least tell me he was okay. But he never did.

The next morning I looked around for him and he was nowhere to be found. His friends had no clue where he went. I asked Chandra and she couldn't even tell me anything either.

It took me a long time getting over my first love and regretting my last words to him, but eventually I did. I gave up trying to figure out if he was dead or alive and if he was alive, where he was. I still think about him every day but I have more important shit to worry about.

A little after August left, my mother past away, leaving me alone since my father was never really in the picture. I had nowhere else to go and no money. So I had to drop out of school and find a source of income. Until I came across Ace and his strip club. He gave me a job and now I'm a part time stripper. I don't like the job but it pays my bills and keeps me stable.

I always thought me and August would get married and have kids one day but shit happens and I got over it. I had to realize that life isn't a fairy tale and nothing lasts forever. Especially your first real love.