Chapter Eleven- Part One

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Auden POV

" Babe I'm going to practice. I'll be back by 6." I yelled from downstairs. "Ight baby." August yelled back. I opened the front door and made my way to my all white Bugatti that August brought me last month, He spoils me like crazy. I got into my car and put my bag in the seat next to me, I crunk it up and pulled out the driveway going to the dance studio. Yep, Im a dancer. I actually take pole dancing classes only to spice me and August relationship up but I also take exotic dance classes and that's where I'm heading to now.After 45 minutes I pulled up to Lassie's Dance Studios. I got out my car after grabbing my bag, I was walking into the studio and my phone rang. It was August.

"Hey babe" I answered.

"Ma I need you to get home NOW." He said seriously.

"August. What,Why?" I asked worried.

"Baby just get home fast." He said before hanging up.

I ran to my car and threw my bag to the side and pulled out the parking lot making my way back home. I got home in 10 minutes and hopped out the car and opened the door and yelled out for August.

"AUGUST. BABY WHERE YOU AT?" I yelled.

"Auden." He yelled. I ran upstairs to the bedroom I shared with August to see him on the floor shot and in a pool of blood.

"August. OMG!!" I screamed. I fell to my knees and pulled my phone out and called to police. "9-11 what's your emergency?" The disbatcher said. "My boyfriend has been shot." "Is he still breathing Ma'ma?" She asked. "Yes he is just get here fast." I screamed crying my eyes out. "OK. Ma'ma police are on the way." She told me. The police came faster than I thought they took August and I got in the back with me.

UNKNOWN POV

"Yeah boss. I got em." I told my boss.

"You better have kilt that nigga too cause if you didn't I'm gone kill yo ass." My boss told me before hanging up.

Yeah. I shot August, I don't give a fuck either he fucked my life up so I'm gone fuck his life up. I got a call hold on. Oh its Auden you might want to hear this.

"Hello "

"Where are you?"

"Home. Wasup?"

"August just got shot can you come to the hospital?"

"Yeah on my way now."

Gotta go to the hospital to go see the nigga i just shot girl. I might fuck his bitch if I want to, I'll think about it.

Who shot August?

Is August OK?

Who is this Unknown Person.?

Sorry for the short ness.. It'll do till next time.

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