Shot For Me || August Alsina

Chapter One - Club Ivy

Jordan POV

"Girl, come on. You ain't been out since yo birthday, and that was two weeks ago." my best friend Payton says. I groan and stand up. "Fine. Only because I wanna twerk." I walk to my closet and pick out an outfit *To The Side* and grab my phone. "Come on hoe." I call my cousin, Sochitta, aka Honey Cocaine. "Yo?" she says into the phone. "Aye, you tryna slide through to Club Ivy with me and Pay?" "Yeah, come pick me up." she replies. "Aight guh." I walk to my car with Pay and got in, turning the radio to 105.1. "Tonight at 10"00 August Alsina will be performing his album Testimony at Club Ivy. Afterward Chris Brown, Future, and Jeremih will be joining him as they perform their new single 'Hold You Down'"  DJ Envy says. Me and Payton immediately get turnt. "GIIIIIIRL  IMA SEE ME SOME CHRIS BROWN!" I shout. "FUCK CHRIS BROWN, IM SEEING AUGUST ALSINA!" Payton says. We laugh as I pull up to Honey house and honk the horn. She came out and we all took pictures. I posted them on Instagram and Twitter with the caption:

killa.xvi: Everytime you see me, I'an never with no new bitches. @QueenHoneyC @PerfectlyxPayx

After driving for about 15 minutes we arrive at the club at 10:23. I hear the melody for "Testify" in the club. I drag Honey and Pay to VIP section because we was cool with Trell, Tyga, and Heather. "Baybeeee!" Heather says when she sees us. "Wassup boo?" I say grabbing a vanilla hookah pen. "Not shit!" Trell yell from behind Heather. We all laugh. "August killin' it out there." Tyga say. Honey whispers to Tyga, "We still meeting up at the trap tonight?" Tyga gives a slight head nod. I blow some smoke out my mouth and smile when I see August walking over. I didn't even realize the preformance was over. "Wassup Bonnie?" he says. "Heeeey Clyde!" we both laugh as I hug him. Bonnie And Clyde are both our gang names and nicknames for each other. Payton started calling us that when she said we was gon' end up together. Payton caught a picture of us hugging and posted it on Instagram. 

PerfectlyxPayx: Bonnie & Clyde 😍 @killa.xvi @augustalsina 

I hear my ringtone, which by the way is "Down Right Now' by Besfran aka August. I look down and see that Heather texted me. 

[DeWifeyHeather😍] guh you like August. 

[Bonnie 😍] Noooo I don't. 

[DeWifeyHeather😍] Girl whateeeeverrrr

I shoot a look at Heather and she smirks. Tyga on his phone looking heated. He prolly talking to his hoe Chyna. Ole girl don't like me and I don't know why. Tyga finally hangs up the phone and looks at me. "We need to talk." He has this big brotherly look on his face, even thought we half siblings and he only 2 years older than me. Like, that's not a lot. He pulls me to the side. "Trey is back, and he wants you. And he wants August dead." My eyes widen. "N-No!" Oops, lemme give some backstory.

December 11, 2012; 12:42 pm. 

He grabs tightly to my neck and squeezes until he leaves a purplish-reddish mark on it. I struggle to breathe until he finally lets go. "You gon give me my pussy baby?" Trey says smirking, while he begins to unbutton my pants and slide them down. He then begins to beat and drag me around the house, breaking things in the process. He grabs something then drags me to the bedroom. He ties me down and begins to force his way into me. I scream and cry and beg for him to stop. He refused and broke a beer bottle over my head.

He was drunk... that was the first time, but far from the last.

Present Day

"You can stop him with the team, right?" I say, with a worried edge in my voice. Ty nods. I hug him. "Thanks Mike." He grins. "You welcome Jo."  I run back to squad. Honey notices the look on my face and sighs. She mouths, "You good?" I nod. I grab my things and motion for everyone to follow me. 

August POV 

I watch as Jo walks out. She seems worried, but I can't tell why. her brother obviously said something that made her upset. As I watched her walk out I couldn't help but notice how right her ass was sitting in that dress. If you couldn't tell, I got mad feelings for her. She my number one priority. I love her, her personality, her walk, her smile, her eyes, her body... She's everything to me. We been bestfriends since 8th grade when I grabbed her ass and she turned around and slapped me. We both got detention and we sort of talked and realized that we had a lot in common. I love the fact that she stay thugging even when she don't try to, and she straight hood. She only scared of one thing- Trey. He dated her in 9th grade and she told me he raped and beat her, so I beat his ass. I let him know that she was my number one priority and he wasn't finna hurt her. I catch up to Ty. "Aye bruh?" "Waddup?" He stops. "Whatchu told Jo? She seem down." Ty's face hardens for a second. "He's back and he wants her." I look around and lower my voice. "Trey?" Tyga nods. I walk to Jo's car as I begin to get heated. I knock on her window and she rolls it down and I see she's crying and smearing mascara all over her face. I walk to the other side and get in. "C'mere girl." She cries into my chest and I rub her back. "H-He wa-wants you de-dead!" She cries harder. "Shh Ma. I'm here. I'ma always be here." She looks up and smiles. "I love you, Clyde." "I love you too, Bonnie." She laughs weakly. God, I love this girl. 

Jordan POV

As me and Aug sit in my car, there's a knock on my window. I roll it down and Trell and Tyga standing there. Trell has a piece of paper in his hand. "Ebony," *A/N: Jordan's middle name. What Trell and some others call her, because she intriduces herself as 'Ebony Jordan Townsend' to some.* "you need to read this." Worry is written all over his face. 

Dear Jordan,

Bitch you dumb as hell for this. I'ma getcho hoe ass back and you gon become ya lil stripper alter ego again. Hoe, I'm watching you and yo lil bitch August. Watch yo back mufucka.

~ Tremaine

My hands begin shaking uncontrollably out of fear. "Where did you find this?" August asks, trying to stay calm even though I could tell he was pissed off. "On her windshield." Trell answers, cocking his gun. I silently cry. Ty texts everyone the same message.

Told Rodney And Perrie He's Over Ur Shit Edith.

It's a code because police on our asses tryna find the trap. It means T.R.A.P.H.O.U.S.E. Everyone texts back the okay and Tyga and Trell following me and August car just in case some funny shit happening. Heather smart ass wired a bluetooth through all our car so I'm on the phone with the other four. We pull up to the trap and all walk in. We sit at the conference table with two of my other best workers, Chloe and Merkell. *A/N: Remember those names ;)* "So, somebody's after me and August..." 

"AUGUST, JORDAN! DUCK!"

*Jordan In External Link*