Chris Brown & August Alsina Imagines

August Alsina Imagine Part 6

Deelishis' POV
don't feel bad for "fucking up her relationship" as she claims because if she were doing her job right there would be no need for me and August to be doing our little thing on the side. It's not my fault this pussy's too good for him to leave alone and take his ass home. I guess he loves the way I throw it back on him, I mean I am just doing my job as an entertainer. I have bills to pay just like everybody else and I can't help it if he falls in love with me every time I hit the stage. Girl don't feel special, so does everyone else's man. He isn't the only one mesmerized by these thick thighs, wide hips, big ass, and gorgeous face. So she can keep her unfaithful ass nigga but what she needs to do is go find him and check his ass with this bullshit she's bringing to me and get the fuck off my line.

Y/N POV
Any other time you would give August benefit of the doubt or confront him and trust his word after he explains, but everything Deelishis has said seemingly adds up. But you aren't convinced just yet, now maybe you're just a little naive and trying to make yourself believe she's lying and just wants what you have but these sext messages in his phone speaks otherwise. Often saying he loves her to death and wants to be with nobody but her, and to make matters worst, he says this to other women. He also has nude photos of different women saved in his gallery along with sext messages. Clutching a hand over your mouth to silence your immediate cries as you sink to the floor in disbelief and drop the phone to the carpet. Seriously, are you actually surprised for the things found in his phone? He has messed up plenty of times before and you have taken him back, so what's so different about this time?

August's POV
Next time I ain't going wit' this nigga Quan if Big Cease don't order it. Yo lemme just tell you how this nigga ain't even know where da fuck he was driving, what address we 'sposa be at nor the trap house we 'sposa make the drop off; and that ain't even da half of it. This simple ass muhfucka got us lost on da way back and I done fucked around and lost my muhfuckin' phone somewhere so we had to GPS our back way to the city on his smartphone.

5:51 PM
As the front door swings open I slowly proceed into my apartment immediately looking around for Y/N's short ass. I already know she ain't sleep and she's gonna interrogate the fuck out of me when she sees I'm back, which is why a nigga already got his lie made up. She thinks I'm sick with the flu or some shit so I gotta have an alibi right? I'ma simply tell her my nigga Rich Homie Quan came over to pick me up and drive me to the CVS Pharmacy to go get some mo' medicine but they was closed down when we got up there and it was a traffic jam on the interstate highway for like 2 1/2 hours. I'm a clever ass nigga, she ain't got no choice but to believe it. "Yo baby where you at?" I call out, taking a step forward I don't know why she's trying to play like she's sleepin' I know her ass aw... "Mane what the fuck is this?" I mutter lowly and steps over a messy pile of wardrobe. At first I didn't realize this was my shit 'til I stepped farther to the side and scanned the broken up pieces of jewelry at my feet. Then I look around the dining room and observe this dirty ass mess covering the carpet on the floor and in my peripheral vision immediately catching a glimpse of a diamond encrusted Rolex watch she bought me last year for my birthday destroyed and my favorite pair of Jordan right next to it cut the fuck up... Oh hell muhfuckin' nah this bitch gotta be tripping!
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