Just A Yungin' (August Alsina Love Story)

Chapter 27.

Malorie P.O.V

I washed up my last few dishes in the sink before taking a quick 10 minute shower.

You ever felt that little ache in your heart when your feelings get hurt? That's how I felt right now.

You could call it dramatic but it's whatever. I was more than pissed that August had insulted me like that last night and hadn't even called. Obviously my "fiance" doesn't care about my feelings.

I sat down and began to write a new song for Trey.

I grabbed my pen , notepad and a cup of Bright & Early apple juice. That's what I always need to write.

I bobbed my head for a little while but nothing happened like usual. I couldn't think straight, I didn't wanna write Trey a bad song which I was scared to do now. Maybe all the other songs I've wrote aren't actually good, maybe they just say that to make me feel better. I was so fucked up right now.

"Maybe a break will work." I mumbled getting up and texting my mama to check on her. She texted back instantly saying she was fine and that my brother would be in town in 2 weeks. I was looking forward to that actually. He's only 2 years older so we've always been realllly close.

Two knocks at my door caused me to jump outta my thoughts. I walked over and opened exposing August's face. I cracked it open and waited for him to speak.

"Where you going .?" he asked. I rolled my eye and slammed the door in his face, locking it after. His first words should've been "I'm Sorry."

I walked upstairs and somehow my emotional ass started to tear up. I don't even know why I was so tore down, this wasn't the 1st time somebody's pushed me down.

"Beautiful stop crying." August said sitting on the bed beside me.

How the fuck he even get in.?

I looked up at him with all the evil in my body and punched the shit outta him. No pimp hand this time, my pimp fist was fully charged and ready.

"I deserved that." he grunted dabbing the little bits of blood from his lip.

"Baby I'm really sorry. I didn't mean anything I said yesterday, you know your a bomb as writer." He said grabbing both of my hands

"Me and you gotta work this shit out. We ENGAGED. We building a future together. So we gotta stop these petty arguments." he said.

"How in the fuck was that pet-" I got cut off by my food from yesterday decided it wanted to visit my throat again. I ran into the bathroom with Aug hot on my tail. He threw my hair in a ponytail and rubbed my back for me.

After about 5 minutes I brushed my teeth and all that.

"Bae...you pregnant.?" he asked smirking.

"No." I said. But honestly I didn't know.

"We checking up on that." He smiled. "ASAP."

"Back to our talk. August if we're gonna work.. Nicki gotta go." I said.

"I wish it was that easy." he said.

"What you mean?" I asked.

"Well yesterday I met with my label and they want me and Nicki to do a publicity dating stunt." he said.

My heart dropped. I don't know what came over me but I punched him again in the same spot.

"That's yo last time." he groaned holding his jaw.

"When this happen.? Don't they know we're engaged.?" I asked.

"Yesterday. & Yeah. They want it to seem like an affair." he said.

"So basically I'm getting played by you?" I scoffed.

"It's all fake." he sighed.

"And you agreed to this shit? And for how long?"

"Yeah." He shrugged. "And 2 month's."

"But the BET Awards are in two weeks. We already got matching stuff. That was gonna be our first red carpet together." I said.

"I know bae." he sighed.

I smiled slightly. If this was gonna help his career then I was down for it but I wasn't expecting this.

"You good bae?" he asked.

"Yea." I sent a reassuring smile. "Wanna watch a movie.?"

"I do. But me and Nicki got a fake dinner date." he said.

"Oh." I said lowly.

"I love you baby. And I love you to baby." He said pecking my lips then my stomach.

"I love you too." I smiled. "I'm not pregnant."

*

"Auggggieeee." I yelled but didn't get a reply which was perfect.

It's been 6 days since I seen August and I was missing him dearly and I don't even know why. Today when I talked to him on the phone and I heard that accent,  I had to sit my phone down on the cabinet ,readjust my thoughts , then talk. The man was undeniable fine and his voice made it better.

I walked upstairs to his bedroom and lit a million Cinnamon Scented candles cause he love that shit.

I sprinkled rose petals everywhere and then went downstairs to get the chocolate covered strawberries. I placed all 6 of them on a platter and brought them back upstairs sitting them on a dresser.

I put on Ring The Alarm by August and started to make a little play list. I wanted to bad to put some Migos on the playlist, but who fucks to Migos.? That's ghetto as hell.

I took quick shower with the cinnamon body was and threw on my lingerie set with my see through robe..Now all I had to do was wait. And that's what I did.

Wait

Wait

Wait

Wait

Wait

And fucking Wait.

I eventually feel asleep until I I felt somebody shaking me. I looked up and seen August towering over me. I looked at the nightstand seeing it said 2:13 in the morning.

"August where you been.? You said you'll be home no later than 10." I said. "I did all this for you."

"I'm so sorry baby. I w-"

"Let me guess. Nicki said she wanted to go out or that y'all could take a break but it lasted to long." I said.

He looked down nodding.

"August look." I said sliding off my ring and placing it into his hands.

"I love you with everything in me,.but I'm already stressed and depressed and sadly your adding to it. I gotta leave you alone until this publicity shit Is done because I refuse to go through anymore of this." I said trying to hold back tears before making my way to the door.

He yanked me back into his chest, looking down at me.

"What you tryna say ma?" he asked as his eyes squinted . "You leaving me?" I watched his eyes started tearing up which surprised me.

"No. I'm just taking a break for now August." I said wiping my tears.

"What the fuck I'm supposed to do for 2 months without you Malorie!?" he yelled.

"I asked my self the same question about you. But the only difference is I suffer either way." I said before going downstairs.

Stressed wasn't even the word for me right now.

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Short ik. But I had to update.

Sooo.....

She gave him back the ring?

August  and Nicki publicity stunt?

Mal preggo or nah?

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