Love Forbidden (August Alsina Fanfiction)

Chapter 13: Broken Promises

|Mya|

I haven't spoken to August since the day I found out what he does, which was only yesterday. He hasn't called me or texted me, and I kinda don't want him too.

I was a little upset that August is a stripper. If he had told me, I would have been okay with it. Probably not, but I would at least pretended like I was okay with it for his sake.

There was a knock on my door, that interrupted my thoughts.

"Come in." I said.

Shelby, poked her head inside the room. "August is outside." She said, then left.

I rolled my eyes and got out of bed. Seeing August was the last thing that I wanted to do, because it would only remind me of September. I put my hair into a messy bun, then walked outside.

August was standing outside leaning against my car with his arms folded. I walked over to him and stood in front of him. He avoided eye contact with me, so I knew he was mad at something.

"Hey." I said. He didn't say anything, he just continued to avoid eye conact. "Cut the bullshit, August. Just why you came over here."

He looked at me, but I had never seen him look that way before. The look in his eyes was pure hatred. He pulled out his phone, unlocked it, then handed it to me.

I looked down at the phone and starred down at the pictures with my mouth open. They were pictures of me, naked, with some guy. The pictures didn't show the guy's face, but I knew exactly who it was. Marcus. That day that I went over to his apartment, and he drugged me. I should have never went over there.

"August, I-"

"Shut up, Mya. " He said, snatching his phone back. "I knew you was a hoe. So who was it?"

"First of all, I'm not a hoe. And I was unconscious." I protested.

"I'm tired of your lies, Mya. Fuck you, it's over." He said, before walking over to his car.

"My lies?! You lied to me, September!" I yelled. He stopped in his tracks, when he heard his stripper name. Instead of saying something to me, like I thought he would, he just got in his car and drove off.

Maybe it just wasn't meant to be. I guess promises are supposed to be broken.

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The Next Day

It's graduation, but I was just ready to go home. When they called my name, I sadly walked up there to get my diploma. Since yesterday, I haven't been the same. Mainly, because August and I are broken up. The other reason being, that daddy still thinks that I'm pregnant. That day that he questioned me about the pregnancy test, I just ran out of the house. I knew that if I told him that it wasn't mine, he wouldn't believe me. And if I lied and told him that it was mine, he would be mad as hell. It was a lose- lose situation.

After graduation was over, some graduates stayed behind to take picture with the rest of their friends and classmates. I stayed behind because Shelby's parents, Shelby, and I rode together in the same car, and Shelby wanted to take pictures with everyone.

I was just walking around because I had nothing else to do, since I was waiting on Shelby. In the corner of my eye, I saw August and Jessica together. How could he move on that fast? And why did he choose her, after all she's done to us?

I thought that August was going to be the one that I married and have kids with. I defended him, when everyone thought that he was no good for me. I comforted him when Melvin died. And he turned around and got back with his ex one day after we broke up.

"Hey." I heard behind me. I turned around to see Marcus.

"What do you want?" I asked with an obvious attitude.

"I just wanted to see how you were doing."

"Why did you drug and rape me?" I asked. He was the reason August and I are broken up. I know that whatever his reason is, it's not going to be good enough.

He sighed. "I didn't rape you, I just made it look like I was raping you. I was paid to drug and rape you and take pictures."

"Who paid you?" I asked.

"I can't tell you that."

I didn't even feel like trying to get it out of him, so I gave him my middle finger and walked away. I already had an idea of who paid him. Jessica.

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When I got back to Shelby's house, I checked the mailbox. The was a letter addressed to me, from USC. I was really hoping that I got accepted to USC, if I didn't, UCLA was my second choice.

Dear Ms. Mya Williams,

After reviewing your application, we would be pleased if you were to enroll into the University of Southern California. On behalf of all of our staff, we would like to say congratulations.

The letter had a whole bunch of other stuff, but I didn't read it because I was sure that it wasn't important.

A regular person would be happy right now, but I wasn't. August and I had decided on going to USC together since junior year. Now that we're broken up, he probably go somewhere else.

I folded the letter back up and put it on my dresser. On my dresser, was a picture of August and I that we took a few months ago.

I really miss him.

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Is this the end of August and Mya?

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