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

Chapter 6 : Apology Accepted

Evette in MM

I moaned, panting as August bounced me, roughly, up and down on top of him in the backseat of his car. I gripped the door handle and he gripped my waist, slamming me onto his pelvis hard.

We were sweating and I was cussing and screaming out in pleasure. I had forgotten how good he felt inside of me and how intense our sex sessions were. He always knew how to make me soaking wet and I knew how to ride his long, thick...

"Kalissa!" Evette tapped me, waking me up from my dream. I sat up, looking around the dressing room, realizing that all the girls were surrounding me, laughing.

"What?" I asked, sitting up and rubbing my eyes.

"You over there moaning and calling out August's name. The hell were you dreaming about?" Evette laughed, raising an eyebrow at me.

"Nothing," I said, embarrassed.

"I know you weren't dreaming about fucking August Alsina," She said bluntly. "I mean I don't blame you, he sexy as fuck. But damn, girl, that was so random."

"I really don't know what you talking about," I stood up, fixing my hair.

"Mhmmm," She turned her lip up. "Reggie done told me everything so don't lie. And I saw you following him to the parking lot last night too. So wassup with you and Aug?"

I sighed, motioning her to come closer. She placed her ear directly in front of my lips and I whispered "August is my ex boyfriend."

"AUGUST IS YOUR-" She yelled but I cut off by covering my hand on her mouth.

"Evette!" I hissed, looking around. The girls were staring at us. "Shhhh!"

"Oh my god, Kay! I've been your best friend for 3 years now and you didn't tell me?!" She softly yelled, in excitement. "Yo fake ass!"

"Eve, I didn't know he was famous until yesterday. So I didn't think it would matter," I shrugged. "He came back yesterday and surprised the hell outta me."

"Well what'd he want?" She asked, sitting in her own chair across from me.

"He just wanted to talk. We haven't seen each since we were 18."

"What happened between y'all anyway?"

"Well-"

"Kalissa, girl, you got a private lap dance request," Oreo smiled, like she knew something I didn't.

"Okay," I said, getting up and following her. I walked out to find her stop at Rahjay. I rolled my eyes.

"Oh hell no," I said, starting to walk away. But bumped into Ace.

"Is there a problem?" Ace asked folding his arms.

"Ace, I am not dealing with this disrespectful mutha-"

He pulled me to the side, away from Oreo and Rahjay. "Kay, look, this dude paid already and he specifically asked for you to dance. So whats it gonna be? Ya job or you wanna get this shit over with?"

I sucked my teeth. "Fine! Damn!"

I looked over at Rahjay who had the biggest smirk on his face.

"Let's go," I said to him, highly annoyed.

"Damn, baby, you look good," He said following me to the back. I cut my eye to him as soon as we stepped behind the curtain.

"The hell are you doing here?" I asked, putting my hand on my hip.

"For you, obviously. I came to support you," He said, smiling and eyeing my body.

"Rahjay do you not remember what you told me in your car the night after the club?" I folded my arms.

"Yeah," He shrugged.

"And...?"

"And what?"

I scoffed, shaking my head. "Aren't you gonna apologize?"

"Apologize?" He repeated, furrowing his eyebrows. "Why?"

"Because you were a complete asshole and I shoulda slapped ya ass for saying the shit you said," I said pointing my finger in front of his face.

"Damn, Kalissa, relax. I was playing. I'm sorry okay? I was acting out a little because of the drinks and I shouldn't have disrespected you like that."

"Damn right," I folded my arms, looking down.

"You forgive me?" He asked, looking down to meet my eyes.

I scoffed. "Whatever, I guess."

He smiled. "Can I get a hug or something?"

I reached my hand out and he shrugged, shaking it.

"You want this dance or what?" I asked. He shook his head no.

"I actually just wanted to apologize to you in person and this was the only way I knew I could. I took a chance though. I thought you might've beat my ass up behind these curtains or some shit."

I couldn't help but let out a little laugh. "I was thinking about it."

He laughed. "I deserve it but I wanna take you out again, though," He insisted. "Just a small date."

I scratched my head, looking at his pleading eyes. "Ion know, Rahjay-"

"Look I wanna make it up to you. Let me take you to dinner at least. It don't even have to be a date."

I sighed, hesitating but gave in. "Okay fine. But its not a date."

He nodded. "Not a date."

We exchanged numbers and walked from behind the curtains.

"I'll call you, iight?" He asked. I nodded, watching him walk out.