Caution: I'm No Good (an August Alsina Story) [On Pause}

2 am (Part 2)

August POV

     "Nigga I'm bored as hell in the house. Feels like I'm locked up! There's nothing on TV...AT ALL. I've missed two parties, cant get out and go buy cigarellos, nothing nigga!" I yelled before plopping down on the couch. "I know man I feel you, I'm in the same boat with you. You my dog so I'm stuck with you." Nick said. "However since you my dawg I'll go get you something if you need it." I couldn't help but stop for a minute. Nick was truly my dog. He was right. He is stuck in the mess with me only because he been looking out for me since I've been kicked out. He was doing enough. Plus if he had got laid out out there because I need a damn beer of something I wouldn't know what to do with myself. "Naw dawg I 'preciate it but, I cant let you go out there alone and shit. You may have a price hanging over your head too." Nick was distracted by something over by the window. "whats' up man?" I asked concerned. He placed a finger up and slowly crept to the window. At this point I was fed up with being quiet and laying low. If I die tonight so be it. I'm not going out no punk. I got up from the couch and took off my shirt. "fuck that shit mane, watch back!"

Relle POV

     "So are you in or are you out? If we can do this right we don't have to worry about money for a while! I know somewhere in you that you are about that life. It shows everyday! I really need you on this cuz. So what do you say? It took a minute to get a response. We have been trying to get this plan right for about 8 hours. This little operation was delicate and it needed to be flawless. We needed an alibi, the right tools, get the timing right and how are we going to cover our tracks. No evidence. It may take a couple of weeks to get everything together but I could see nothing but dollar signs and my ticket out of New Orleans. I snapped my fingers. "Hello? Whats up?

"I'm in." At that moment shit was starting to look up. "Now lets go over this one last time from the top. Its getting late."

Cricket POV

     It was a little past one and I had just finished up my last batch of cupcakes. Of course I'm the dinner before dessert type of chick, so i decided to cook a little dinner as well. I didn't have much room since I was baking so i decided to hit something my mom would do on a busy night. I cooked the whole meal in one pot and finish it in the oven. I made steak smothered in onions, threw some seasoned broccoli in there and poured in a little red wine, worcestershire sauce and butter in. I had a little room to make corn muffins so I threw them in the oven as well. As dinner was underway I took the time to clean up the kitchen and wash whatever dished I had left.

     As I was washing the last bowl I could get what Relle said out of my head. I couldn't believe what he had asked of me. All I could do what play the conversation over and over again. I can't even think straight now. After I let the water out of the sink, I took the muffins out of the oven and turned the oven off. I wanted to shower before I got a move on because the air went out in the house. Being in a hot house and in the kitchen cooking my ass off really did a number on me. I hate being hot. Period. Turning ripe didn't help me either.

     As I made my way to the bathroom I made a stop to my room to get my hair wrap. On my way out I caught whiff of a scent I have smelled before. It damn near made me stop dead in my tracks. "Oh my God what is that?" I picked up my jacket and took a sniff. "There it is! But what is that? I don't own this scent.?" It smelled like some type of cologne or body spray for a guy. I took another sniff. "It kind of smells like...oh God!" I put the jacket down and rushed to the bathroom. In the middle of my shower it seemed like the smell came in with me. I have this thing for guys who smells good. In the mist of thinking my hand found its way between my thighs. All a sudden August was standing in front of me with that look he always have on his face. "Damn..." As my eyes slowly went down from his face, his neck, and down to his chest i felt this sensation I have never felt before. It was so sudden and new to me that I ended up slipping down in to the bathtub.

"Why am I out of breath? Omg this shower is over." As I hopped out and towel down I was curious about what just happened in the shower. Not only that why was August there? I must be really feeling this dude or something. I never really had a crush on anyone for real. I was always about dance and hanging out with my boys. I never really hung around girls to gossip and talk about who's cute and who's not. I felt like I'm still in that 3rd grade "ewwwww yuckie boys have cooties" type shit. After I lotion up and tied my hair up and threw on some somewhat fitted sweats, and a cami since it is still hot. I ran to the kitchen and took out a couple of plates and foil.

     After about five minutes of wrapping up food and placing them in bags I was ready to walk out the door. As soon as I opened the front door I realized I forgot my essentials. My stun gun and my blade. "Dammit its in the bathroom." I ran back and scooped my blade up and ran to my room to retrieve my stun gun. Even tho I am well known I can't put shit past anyone these says. Not after today. I had a walk to go before I arrived to Nick's place. After about 15 minutes and a quick stop at the corner store I was at the door step. I could here someone yelling before I had the chance to knock. "Shit you could here him out here. He needs to quit!" I placed the food down on the porch and ran to the side of the house. Since last time they felt the need they wanted to blast a nigga at the door I wanted to spook them. If someone find out he is here then its over with. 

     On the side window I gently tapped the screen. At that point the yelling stopped. I ran to the other side of the house where there was another window. I tapped on it and at that time all I heard was "fuck that shit mane, watch back" Okay maybe this wasn't such a good idea. I ran back to the from door and picked up the bags. I took one long breath and knocked. "I'm ready! Who the fuck--" as August said forcefully opening the door. The anger on his face quickly disappeared and was replaced with a look of confusion. "Cricket mane what you doing here? Its 2 in the morning." At the moment I was stuck on how good he looked in the black beater her had on and basketball shorts. Then all of a sudden that scent came rushing at me. "You have forgotten we had a date love?" 

August's look softened and had his eyes fixed on the bags in my hands. "what you got there ma?" He said licking his lips. "I brought you guys a little treat. Can I come in or...?" He Laughed and stepped to the side. "I'm sorry ma, come on in." With a smile I walked through the door and at the same time his body scent rushed through my nose and a feeling rushed through my body. I was weak in the knees. "Omg, keep your shit together Crick" I thought to myself. "You iight ma?" August placed his hand on my shoulder. "Yeah, I'm fine. I just stubbed my toe earlier and it has been bothering me on and off today." I lied. "Well here let me take some of this and you sit down...on the couch this time." He chuckled. "Funny but, okay." Instead of August walking to the kitchen with the food, he took two bags from me and helped me to the couch. Being this close to him was going to be a problem.