[Part 18: Father ?]

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Im oh so sorry about these late updates but shit a nigxa got a life. And I'm sorry to all my loyal followers, I just wanted yall to know that this story might have a trilogy or not. Because I dont have that much care for it anymore. But I do know that I will have another August story. Like I said before, only August Alsina & Chris Brown stories but I might do a Urban story, what yall think ? comment below and let this chapter continue.

Kaycee Marie :

The Next Day.

"Ayo?!" Someone smacked in my face, lightly. I opened my eyes to see Chris with a McDonald's bag in his hand.

"What could you possibly want? Shit, its too damn early" I squint my eyes cause it was bright in that room.

"I brought my favorite Kaycee in tha world lunch. And it aint early girl its 3:18 pm." He put the bag on my lap as I sat up. I rolled my eyes cause this nigga right here is aggravating.

"Im the only Kaycee you know nigga. Anyway, where's my baby at?" I asked, opening in the bag to see my favorite, The Big Mac Meal With A Large Sprite And Cookies. Mmm. I grabbed the big mac and took a big ass bit.

"He is said he was gon do sum. I forgot but ay, you sharing my nigga?" He changed the subject kinda fast, thats when I knew he was lying or up to something cause its Christopher we talking about, this dude cant even hold water for a minute so I knew he knew what Aug was doing or trynna do.

"Chris why you lying?"

"I aint lying, but aye I need ya help on a song with Akon"

"He still living?" He nodded his head. "Since when?" He shrugged but shushed me up.

"Ima sing 'em lyrics to ya, aight?" I nodded.

It aint nothing to make you wanted,
Get you tipsy a lil blowed.
I pulled up 85 hundred, fuck up feelin all up on it.
You know what I came to do, you know what I came to do.

He stopped.

"Why you stop?"

"Cause that part sound dumb as fuck, all the other parts are dope. I need ya smart ass to help me"

"Aight, instead of saying blowed, how about blunted. And 85 hundred is wack so say S5 hunnit. The rest sound ok. Now sing it"

It aint nothing to make you wanted,
Get you tispy, a lil blunted.
I pulled up in that S5 hunnit, fucked up feelin all up on it.
You know what I came to do, you, you know what I came to do.

"Awwwww shit, lemme find out yo." He yelled in excitement which made me smile cause this boi right here is a straight up fool.

"You working on ya album?" He nodded. I put french fries in the burger and went ham.

"Aight lil girl, I gotta go and record this soo Ill see you later, love you boo boo" He kissed my forehead and walked out. Just as he walked out Jennifer walked in.

"Where's Mac?" She asked. Its clear as daylight I hate her ugly ass so why ask a fucking question if I was gone give her attitude?

"Like I give a fuck" I scoffed

"You fucking should, cause he is ya baby daddy. But ay, thats all yous babygirl." She laughed siting at the foot of his bed. "Y'know Kaycee, I always thought you were pretty, I mean shit Aug had all 'em pictures of ya in his phone and I would get jealous but after this hospital shit is over I wont have to be jealous anymore, not saying I am now considering I have ya nigga" She laughed again.

"Bitch is you fucking dumb or retarded? Like where the hell you came from? Lets not forget, I have Aug before you and Mac. And just 2 days ago he was trynna get at me." I finished my food, I was really thinking bout throwing food at her ugly ass but God told me to just eat my food and not waste it on her.

"What ever, just know you gone regret that shit" Just as she said that Mac walked in on crutches. I chuckled cause this nigga got beat the fuck up to the point he had to use crutches, like it was mandatory.

"The fuck is so gotdamn funny bitch?" Jennifer asked with a attitude while helping Mac.

"Oh y'know the fact the this nigga got beat up to the point where he couldn't walk no more. But ay, aint Karma a bitch!" I laughed again.

The nurse walked in before they could say anything.

"Um, Ms.Wilson you have a

important guess that goes by the name, Kenny Wilson." I became silent. Kenny Wilson was my real father.

Its confusing, how do I know he's my father. Well, I kinda search up my family ancestors and boom he's parents pop up. Just outta curiosity.

"Uh, yeah you could let him in" Im pretty sure he doesnt know me like that, he probably knows Mac, considering Mac is 2 years older than me. She nodded and letting the dude in.

"Uh Kaycee Wilson?"

"Thats me"

He nodded, well here goes nothing

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Believe it or not but this book is ending at 25 or 30. Im not sure yet.

Jennifer, girrrrl you needa stop that shit fr fr!.

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