Till Death (Quadrilogy)

Chapter 23

I woke up the next morning , sore as hell. I glanced over at the clock that read 9:07. I lifted my tired body up straight and slid out of the bed, not wanting to wake August. Somehow during our encounter last night, we made our way back to the bed.

I picked up my clothes up off the ground and put them on quickly. I glanced over at August who was sound asleep and slightly shook my head.

I pushed open Aliyah's door and smiled once I seen her sleeping, holding her teddy bear close to her. I carefully closed her door, and walked downstairs to the kitchen.

I opened up the bottom cabinet and pulled out a skillet, sitting on the stove. I knew once Aliyah woke up, she would want something to eat, and after what August and I did last night, Im sure he would want a plate too.

I opened up the fridge and pulled out a carton of eggs and a pack of bacon. I closed the fridge door with me foot and sat everything up on the counter. "Let's see what's on the TV." I said to myself. I walked into the living room and turned on the TV.

I surfed through the channels until I got to BET. I sat the remote down on the arm of the couch and made my way back into the kitchen.

"I guess I'll make him a nice breakfast." I said in a sigh. It's been awhile since I cooked for him, and since we were possibly getting back on good terms, the gesture of cooking for him was sweet.

I grabbed a bowl and a fork and cracked open a few eggs. I knew August loved omelettes, especially the one's I make at home, so I decided on making one for him. I walked back over to the fridge and pulled out all the ingredients I was going to need, before making my way back over to the counter.

I turned on the stove and started to beat the eggs together. I heard a door close upstairs, signaling that someone was awake. I smiled, sort of hoping that it was August, so we could talk about what happened last night, and what it meant.

I quickly glanced up at the TV and frowned once I seen Augusts' face. I stopped what I was doing and made my way back into the living room, grabbing the remote and turning up the volume. "August Alsina spent some solo time with his tourmate Ryelle Sims recently. One Of Sims friend's shared this photo on instagram last night." My eyes widened once I seen the picture.

"As you can see here, August is seen with Ryelle and three other friends in this group picture, the caption reads: Spent an amazing day with my best friend Ryelle, and her new friend August. I shook my head, not believing this.

 "It's been almost a month Since August and his wife Simone, appeared on the Wendy Williams show, shutting down all the rumors about the two, now with this new picture surfacing in the media, it definetely has some of us questioning the couples honesty. The picture was originally taken on Feburary 17th says the friend who posted it. Now Seeing how Simone, who's a store owner/stylist to the stars, was nowhere in sight, we think it's pretty safe to say this story has a few holes in it. Hopefully more details will come out soon."

I hit the mute button while I felt my face get hot, and tears started to sting my eyes. I dropped my head in my hands, realizing the real reason why August stood me up at counseling. I closed my eyes, trying to gain some composure, when I heard his voice.

"I can explain." I looked up from my hands and stared at him through my glassy eyes. "Look Simone I-" I held up my hand, cutting him off. "Get out." He sighed. "I know what I did was wrong, but let me tell you why I didn't show up." I shook my head. "It's obvious why you didn't show up, just get out." I stood up from the couch and wiped my eyes.

He held up both of his hands, not wanting to argue with me. "Fine..I'll leave, when can I come back?" "Never." I said sharply. He frowned. "Never? Okay, I understand your mad, so I'll give you time to calm-"

"No." I said cutting him off again. "I don't want you coming back here anymore, stay the hell away from me, and from Aliyah. When your tour is over, check yourself into a hotel cause your not welcome in my home, now get the fuck out." I pointed to the door, trying not to explode since Aliyah was still sleeping.

"...What are you gunna tell Aliyah." "That you left." I started. "She's use to hearing that anyways." I could tell by the way he looked at me that my words hurt him, but I didn't care.

"You can't kick me out of my own house Simone." "Well I am." I started. "Do not, and I repeat, do not bring your black ass back to this house August. Pack as much shit as you need and get out." He opened his mouth to speak, but I stopped him.

"Don't say shit to me, just get your stuff and get out." I looked him up and down before walking off.

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Last short chapter, next chap. should be about 9 pages or more.

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