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

Chapter 7 : Not A Date

After Rahjay called me, I went downstairs and joined him in his car. He was dressed in simple khakis, Js and light blue button down shirt with a black Snapback turned to the back. I was dressed in my leather jacket, white v neck, a navy blue infinity scarf, skin tight jeans, and my navy blue Uggs.

"You look nice," Rahjay smiled after I came in.

"Umph, I know," I said, playfully. He laughed.

"Cocky much?"

"Only because I have a reason to be," I shrugged, still smiling. "Nah, I'm playing. But you look cute too...I guess."

"Thanks."

"So where we going?" I asked, after he pulled up to the end of my block.

"Eh, since this is not really a date what about McDonalds?"

I scrunched my face up. "You are not taking me to no McDonalds."

He laughed. "I'm playing, I'm playing. How about we go to my favorite poet club across the way?"

"You like poetry?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Yeah," He nodded. "You?"

"Of course," I smiled. "I just didn't know you was into that."

"Yeah, thats my shit."

I rolled my eyes, smirking. "Whatever, lets go."

After about a 10 minute ride, we pulled up to Spitz Club and got out. Apparently, Rahjay came here before, since he was saying hello to everyone we passed.

We sat down at a table in the back, ordered some wine and slices of chocolate mousse cake, listening to the amazing poets.

There was a guy talking about his experience in jail, a young girl talking about surviving being abused, and a couple other people that recited their own personal poems on love.

But one poem in particular by a guy named Ernesto Prince, seemed to catch my attention.

"The first night they meet

He knew it to be true

This girl who lied before him

Was genuine and true

He looked into her eyes

The deep browns didn't lie

She loved him just as much

Or was it all a lie?

The nights turned into mornings

The days went by too quick

His chances seemed to slip away

With every day that went

Then finally the day had come

She said she couldn't wait.

Time had passed so swiftly

He was far too late

It was then he realized

He made a huge mistake

He let the girl he loved

Simply slip away..."

I felt tears form in my eyes as my mind drifted back to August. The poem seemed to be a heaven sent sign from God himself for me. Rahjay looked over at me.

"Kalissa, you alright?" He asked, noticing me become sad. I nodded, quickly blinking away my tears.

"I just gotta go to the bathroom," I said, excusing myself. I walked to the bathroom and looked in the mirror, wondering what I was doing here with Rahjay.

I know in my heart that I still loved August and nobody can ever replace him. And us being reunited after 3 long years, just goes to show that we belonged together. But how can I trust him again?

I redid my make-up and applied more lipstick to my lips, pulling myself together and walking back out the bathroom. But was quickly pushed inside back. I looked up to see none one else but the devil himself, Mr. August Alsina.

"August what are you doing here?" I asked, shocked as ever. "Are you following me?"

"Well sorry to tell you this, Kay, but I got better shit to do than follow you everywhere," He said in a sarcastic tone. "I'm a R&B singer and I come here to recite some shit to get some feedback off the songs I'm writing. Question is what are you doing here?"

"What? I can't enjoy a little poetry?" I asked, folding my arms.

"Not with that dude you with out there," He said looking a little jealous. "Whose that?"

"Okay, hold up, August, I know you're not questioning me right now."

"And why not?"

"Why not? Because we're not even together. I have every right to go out with whom ever I want to."

"But last time I checked, we never actually broke up."

"What are you talking about?"

"You never told me that you wanted us to be over with. Therefore, I'm technically still your boyfriend."

"August," I shook my head. "That was three years ago. Besides I didn't even have the chance to tell you anything since you disappeared on me."

"Iight well, we're here right na' in front of each other. Tell me you don't love me and you want us to be done for good and I'll leave you alone forever."

He licked his lips and raised an eyebrow, patiently waiting for me to respond. I sighed, looking down at my feet.

"That is so unfair," I mumbled.

"Whats so unfair? Just tell me straight up, Kalissa. Its either you luh me or you don't."

"August, you were my first love and everyone will always love their first love."

"So what you sayin'?" He asked, looking down at me.

"I'm saying...I do still love you and I probably always will," I confessed. He smiled a little, pulling me near him.

"You fucking this dude?"

"Noo," I twisted up my face at his random ass question. "This is our second date...matter of fact this isn't even a date."

He nodded, leaning down to peck my cheek. "Iight, I'll let you get back to it. But tomorrow I'm taking you out on a real date. You heard me?"

"Where?" I asked.

"No questions," He smirked. "Just be ready when I call you, iight?"

I rolled my eyes, smirking too. "Whatever."

He walked back out and then turned around. "And check me out on stage. I'm next."

He left and I waited a little then went back to me and Rahjay's table, just to make it less suspicious.

"You iight?" Rahjay asked. I nodded.

"I'm fine," I said, watching August go up on stage. I watched his tall self in a black leather Snapback turned to the back, his retro "intelligent glasses", a white t-shirt, white jeans, and black polo boots. Even in simple clothes, he always looked good.

He licked his lips before taking the mic from the host and giving him a hug and reciting his piece. I admit it was deep. He talked mainly about struggling as a younger brother and dealing with his older brother getting killed and being his brother's keeper for his nieces.

He kept eye contact with me throughout the whole thing. Thank God Rahjay didn't notice. When he was done, the crowd cheered loudly and he stepped down, going back to his seat.

"He was good, huh?" Rahjay asked me.

"Yeah," I nodded, looking over at August. If he only knew...