August Alsina/Chris Brown Imagines (IN EDITING)

Snapped

Yn Pov 

I have been in a crying mess when I heard my cousin got shot in the alley, but August has been consoling me through the whole thing. Today was an okay day, didn't cry much. Since tomorrow is the day of the funeral I had to be strong for my family and pay my respect. I finished washing the dishes and cleaning, keeping myself busy until August comes home from work. 

Moments later

August starts knocking on the door and I open it greeting him with a smile and a kiss. We sit on the couch as I lay on him then I look up at him when he starts talking to me. 

August Pov 

"You know I love you, Yn?"

"I do. I love you too."

"I've been lying of what I am and what I do as a job." 

"Tell me. Can't be that bad." 

"I'm not a photographer. I'm a drug dealer."

"Well, I'm okay with it. I'm not surprised." She chuckled at me. "Whatever you do, I just want you to be safe doing it." 

"Yeah, I thought you were gonna be shock." I  laughed. 

"Nah." She shook her head. 

My face changes as I look up at her in sadness of what I have been holding inside for quite some time.

"There is something that I need to tell you."

"Yeah, what is it?"

"I got a feeling that you gonna be pissed at me." 

Correction... I know she gonna be pissed at me. She gonna be mad as fuck. 

"No, I'm not. What is it?" She smiled a little trying to lighten the mood of the room. 

I look down at her hands holding her as tears start brewing in my eyes then I look up at her as my voice tremble. 

"I'm-I'm the one who killed your cousin." 

Yn Pov

I go into a shock as my mind repeated what August has said to me. 

"I'm the one who killed your cousin."

"Baybeh, say something."

I got up and walks away then August tries to touch me. I move away from him as I broke down and looked at him. 

"P-please tell me you're lying. Please, August." My voice cracked as my tears started rolling down my cheek. 

"I'm sorry, baybeh. I am. I can't change what I have done to him." 

"What happened?! How- what?" I was hysterical to the point that I couldn't talk straight. 

"Your cousin had a hit on him, and my boss gave me the job. I didn't know it was your cousin babe. I swear. When you killed someone you get paid more. Baybeh, I'm so sorry. I didn't know." 

He walks closer to me then touch my arm. I backed away from him and looks at him in anger as I snapped. 

"Nigga, don't touch me! Stay far the fuck away from me!" I screamed at him as I looked at him. "My brother is going six feet under tomorrow because you wanted more money! Nigga, fuck out my face." 

"B-baybeh, let's t-talk about this." 

"Talk! Talk, nigga?!! Fuck you!" 

I start to beat up on him, and he takes every hit. After I start that he wasn't bugging. I grab the knife off the dish rack then August comes to me with his hands up, begging to calm down and put the knife down. At this point we were crying, I was angry as fuck. I wanted to kill him. 

"Put the knife down, Yn. P-please, baybeh. I'll do anything to make this right, baybeh." 

"You wanna make it right, nigga. Bring my muhfuckin' cousin back, bitch!" I gritted my teeth. 

"I can't."

I chuckle in amusement and darkly as I felt myself blacked out. 

"I know yo ass can't. Stay the fuck back." I held the knife firmly, pointing to his chest as he walked toward it. 

I slice him multiple times as he tries to take the knife from him, making him groan in pain. 

"B-babe, stop. I'm sorry!" 

As I see August bleed out on the floor as he gets the strength to push me onto the wall, pinning my wrists on the wall, banging my wrists trying to drop the knife out my hand. We start fighting for the knife and I kneed him on the dick as he groans on the floor, holding it. I look down at him and stab him in the chest then I grab his face, making him look at me. 

"Get the fuck out. I never want to see you again. You killed my cousin, and I no longer want you in my life. I hate you." 

"I know and I love you." He responded as he tried to get up but fall. "I'm so fucking sorry that I cause you this pain."

August grabs onto the kitchen counter, lifting himself off the floor then walking to the door while looking back at me. 

"I'm hoping one day that you will find a way to forgive me for this." 

August shut the door as he limps to his car then I saw him drive away. I collapse on the floor and sobs loudly. 

How could I live with someone who killed my cousin? How could I love someone who is a murderer? I thought as I cried and my vision got blurry.

Ahem, so I thought of a crazy ass storyline last night, and I'm gonna write it as the last Yn imagine!

"Think carefully of what you are about to say because my finger is on the trigger."

Stay tuned!

~Kiki