As She Sat [August Alsina]

Chp. 3

"Yo what's wrong witchu? Acting out and shit." August snapped while slamming the house door shut.

"You said you was going to be at the studio working on something new. But instead you tryna comfort some random when you could be at home pleasing me. I don't understand why you just can't commit to only me." Cianna darted back and all he could do was huff at the sound of her voice.

"Look..Ian lie cause I was at the studio and I did finish some new. Mane Ci...You was just some that I took too far. It wun een pose to be this way." He ran a hand down his face and walked into the bedroom; stripping out his clothes. He tried to mumble the last sentence.

"What the hell does that mean? Huh?" She used her hand to push August's temple and that made him grab her arm and sling her body on the bed. Ci cried and croaked out, "I know I was just an available fuck with some good cooch that's all... You know what? I am leaving and I'll be back for my shit."

After a few moments of her wrestling through the closet and bathroom, Cianna left with a small suitcase. It was the same ignorance of her accusations, her leaving, and her crawling back. He foolishly took her back because at one point he did see himself being with her forever. But those feelings faded as quick as they came. There was some kind of relief for August being that he wouldn't have to hear her shit for a while.

With all the shit that he went through with his girl, he needed to blow off steam. He grabbed a blunt out his top drawer and lit it. While pressing his back up against the headboard, August just took everything in. He reached for the phone and realized that he never got Yasmin's number. Dropping his head in disappointment but only to discover another head standing at attention. And wanting to fix it but the woman August desired was gone. Only one option left.

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She crept in the house quietly trying not to wake anyone. She passed the living room and kitchen and almost made it to her bedroom when a head peeked out the doorway. "Where you been so late? It's almost 11." A whispering voice caught her causing her to nearly jump out her skin. She fanned her cousin into her room.

"Sorry boo. We lost track of time. Did Jameson cut a fool?" Yasmin plopped on her ottoman at foot of her bed.

Kia folded her arms and rested her weight to her left leg. "Mhmm. He was fine. Soo who is a "we"?"

Walking to the bathroom, Yas took the make up wipes to clean off the little make up she had on. "I was out with a new friend. He got my phone fixed for me. I tried to pay him but he didn't take it so I offered him food. And he basically declined that too. After, we ended up back at the studio. Ouu girl! His-" Yasmin was rambling on and on til Kia cut her off.

"Did you say friend and he in the same breathe?" She quietly squealed as Yas gave an eye roll and plopped on her bed. "Wait! It's that guy I seen in your FaceTime. Think I didn't see that hmm?" Kia did not let up with the squeals and smirks.

"Shushh. He helped me up when I fell and offered to fix my phone. I told you this. And yes that was him. I met him today but the crazy part is that his girlfriend showed up yelling and accusing us of creeping around. She was tryna get buck but you know I hate fighting." After the word 'girlfriend,' Kia's eyes got to rolling.

"Girl I should've been there to WHOOP. THAT. ASS." Her voice was getting loud and she realized Jameson was in the other room. "But on a serious note, the dating scene?... You know what.. don't worry about it cause we will talk about this tomorrow. Goodnight boo."

• 3 Weeks Later•

Yasmin swayed her neck to the lyrics in her head, urging herself not to sing along. With this song she always got carried away. "You don't know what love is. If you don't stay up all night. Boy and you don't know what love is. If you're too good to call a million times. And you say you know what love is." Yasmin sung this song way too often. The representation of this song for her was on another level from dealing with bullshit. From the unconditional love she gave to men who didn't deserve it to trying to just be friends with them. Yas felt like it was childish of her to foolishly think men want loyalty and support. Bullshit is what they want.