August POV
Yamire went in the house and laid Javari down I sat up on the couch and put my head in my hands. I need to get my life on track I gotta set a good example for my boy. I heard her small foot steps creep down the stairs, so I got up and followed them to the kitchen. Right as she was fixing to open the fridge I grabbed her by her waist and sat her on the counter. I stared slowly into her eyes before kissing her sweet lips. For a minuet a begged her to let me in, but she wouldn't budge so I bit her bottom lip. She gasped and I stuck my tongue in. She pulled my shirt over my head and I did the same to her I unbuckled her bra, and made my way down kissing every inch of her body. I pulled her pants and thong down to her ankles and went to work with my tongue. She squirmed a little, but I held her down by her wrist. She gripped my head and held on tight "Oh Anthony..!" she semi screamed. Right when she was good and wet I undid my pants, wrapped up, and went in hard and strong. "Oh shit!" she screamed out in pleasure. She tried grabbing items on the counter, but she knocked everything off. I grabbed onto her hands and looked her deep in the eyes. She was reaching her climax and I was to bust right as I was fixing to my phone started ringing. "Bae don't answer it.." she whined, but I had to because I knew people only called my phone when it was important. I answered my phone and started going real slow."Ello" "Wassup nigga" an unfamiliar deep voice asked. "Who tf is this?" I stopped. "I'm yo worst nightmare nigga." the voice laughed. "Man quit playing on my fucking phone." I started getting mad. "Calm tf down nigga and listen. Meet me at 4562 Armorhaung on 17th street in ten don't bring nobody either nigga." click he hung up. I pulled up my pants, put my shoes and shirt on, then ran up to get my gun. "August where the hell are you going!?" she yelled following me up the stairs. I didn't have time to explain so I just ignored her. I grabbed my hand gun out the closet, loaded it, then put it in my pants. I kissed javari on the four head and Yamire on the lips. "Baby I will be back later don't open the door, and stay in the house please. I love you." I grabbed my jacket and left. The whole drive I was trying to figure out who in the hell this nigga was. I sped past stop signs, ran red lights, and went over the speed limit. I swerved down 16th street and parked my car at the convenient store. I hopped out and ran down to 17th to see a truck and four or five niggas standing in front of it. "Haha so the kid finally made it." a big ass black nigga spoke throwing his cigarette down. He walked over to me and tried to shake my hand, but I didn't budge. "Wtf is this all about?" everyone sat up straight and started walking to me. "Basically I heard you was the one that killed my boss nigga." I looked confused. "When you and a few of ya boys hit that trap up about a year ago. That was my boss y'all killed and his son still ain't got over it." he took a few more steps closer. "Look man I'm just saying you better watch ya back. You never know who could be watching you." he said trying to scare me. I thought they were gonna try and pull something, but instead they just started walking off. "Oh and by the way make sure you keep ya girl and son safe man I'd hate to see something so sexy and precious end up dead." he laughed but I ain't see shit funny. Instead of trying to argue with that niggad I pulled my phone out and started running to the car.
Yamire pov
I had just got done feeding Javari and put him to sleep when my phoned starting ringing. "Hello?" "Bae make sure you got all the doors locked and the windows don't let nobody in. Start packing us a bag and stuff I'm omw home right now." August was panting. "What's going on?" "I think somebody is after you so I need you to just do what I said!" he got louder "Ight." I held the phone on my ear while starting to pack a bag for us. I put on some sweats, a hoodie, my Uggs, and put my hair up. I put Javari on his warm up suit, put him in his carseat, and put his blanket over it. I was talking to August who was guiding me through getting his stuff when I heard a loud bang in the kitchen. "Bae I think somebody is in the house" I whispered. "Oh shit get in the closet right now and don't make a sound I'm down the block!" "Hurry Aug please I'm so scared." I hung up and grabbed my son out the carseat. I sat down in the pitch black closet and covered my mouth so I wouldn't make a sound. I heard glass breaking, things being thrown, papers scattering, and men talking. "Ayy they said that his baby momma and son was post to be here." "Who that nigga baby momma?" "I heard it was Yamire Gutierrez that fine ass broad that brother got killed" I heard the voices come into the room. I held my breath and tries not to cry, but I was so scared.
"Shh you hear that?" one of em stopped and asked. "Sound like a whimpering cat." everything fell silent then I blacked out.
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Ride or Die Chick August Alsina
Teen FictionYamire Gutierrez is a super bad, don't wanna mess with type chick. She's tougher then any brother on the corner, the only girl in her older brother Trevontae's trap, and stripes on the side. She moved to Watts, California at age ten with him after t...