My Dying Wish ·August Alsina Story·

Chap. 2: Reality

Day 2.
Bruh. Wattpad kept deleting this chapter. I love all you guys' support. I took a while to update both books, and I truly apologize. I fell back on writing, but what I'll do is write 3 chapters in advance, so for example; I have this chapter +3 more. I upload this one and have 2 more, so I write another. Hope you enjoy! Comment what else you wanna know or see in the future chapters.

Adrienna in MM.

November 9, 2014.

Today is my birthday. I am turning 20, but I still feel like complete shit. My room speaker buzzed and I heard my nurse's voice boom. "We have a Tyria Stewart and Tyler Williams here to see you, Ms. Hernandez." She spoke. "Alright. Let them in" I told her. The door clicked and in walked squad.

"Hey!" Tyria squealed. I waved and she bent down to hug me. Tyler came over to me and we sat on the end on my hospital bed. I craned my neck and looked behind Tyria's back. "Girl! you got me food." I said while faking tears. She rolled her eyes. "Yes, I did fat-ass." I giggled and took the McDonald's bag from her. "Gracias, tu feo nina." I said and laughed. He head whipped my way. "No hay problema estúpido hijo de puta." She replied and then smirked. My jaw dropped. "Ooh, mamacita! I'll call all my cholos and we'll have a problem." I replied, sitting up a bit. "Hehe! I'll call the feds and tell them you're illegal." She spoke and Tyler was just sitting there. "Whet does all this mean?" He asked. "Tyler, I called her an ugly girl, then she called me a stupid motherfucker, so I told her I'd call up my Hispanic thugs." I explained. "Oooohhh" He yelled and started shaking his head. I chuckled to myself. I really enjoyed these times, but one thing came to mind.

"Tyria, I'm at Stage 3, what if I don't... What if I die in here?" I asked becoming serious. Tyria sat right by me and stroked my hair. "Bae, ion know." I hated this feeling of hopelessness. I decided to talk about happier things.

"Oh! Oh! Tyria! August Alsina DM'ed me his number!"  I squealed as I forgot. Her jaw dropped. "Oh my gooodd!"
"I'm gonna call him." I said opening the message. I shakily dialed his number and held the phone up to my ear.
After about 4 rings, "Hello." A deep voice spoke. "Hey, this is Adrienna." I replied nervously. "August!" I heard the voice yell.
"Who dis?" He asked. I put the phone on speaker. "Adrienna, the girl from Instagram." I bit the inside of my cheek nervously. "Oh Yeah! Lemme save ya number." A second of silence. "Okay. How you doin' babeh?" He asked and I nearly melted. "Lawd. Um, I-I'm fine. You?" 
"Grindin'" He simply replied. There was a second of silence. "Who was that on the phone before you?" I asked his. "Oh, that was my bodyguard, Big T." He told me. "Ohhhh. Okay." I sighed. "He scared me for a bit." I chuckled to myself. "Oh, he ain't gone do nothin'" He blunty stated. 

I smiled to myself. "I love your work, by the way." He laughed. "I see you fuck wimme. My phone stay blowin up, it's hard to notice niggas. But I saw yours, and it was mentions on tha same picture. So I checked it out." 

I smiled extra hard. My nurse came in and started switching out my IV. "Shit." I said wincing at the needle sticking me. "You aight?" He asked, sounding concerned. "Y-yeah. I gotta go. Nice talking to you." I said. "Aight." I heard the dial tone, signaling he hung up. 

"This chemo is a newer brand, so hopefully you won't have to shave your head or lose any hair." The nurse spoke out. I nodded and flashed a quick smile before laying back down. She walked out and I sighed very loudly. It fell silent after that. All I heard was the beeping of my heart monitor and cars honking outside ever so often. I turned on my side and felt bored as can be. Tyria got up and left for a minute. I decided to make a beat. Using the constant beeping of my heart rate, I had my tempo. I took a pen and tapped on my side table. I stopped when I heard Tyler's fast and random knocks at the door. "Why you here?" I asked. "Tyria wanted me to ask you if you wanted anything from Whataburger." He said after reading a text. "I want the #5, plain, with a root beer." My stomach growled just thinking about it. 

"I'm out. Bye girlie." He said after hugging me. I'm sure the rats off fucking in the ceiling were having more fun My eyes drifted shut after a few minutes of nothing.

August.

I stared at tha' ceiling. I wanna see more of dis Adrienna girl. I grabbed my phone and looked back at ha' profile. Dis girl was pretty. Each picture continued ta' satisfy me. I came across a video of ha' singin' one of my songs. "Shit is fire." I mumbled.

"August! We gotta head out to the studio, mayne!" I heard Big T yell. "Aight foo. I'm comin'" I told him back. I closed out tha' app and got my stuff togetha'. I stood up n' grabbed my keys. "We takin' my car, or yours?" I asked Big T. "Uh, We can take yours." He tol' me. I nodded my head and we walked out tha' door. I unlocked my Range and got in. T looked ova' at me befo' opening his mouth to talk. "Who was that Adrienna girl?" 

"A lil broad I met on the Gram." I tol' him back. "Why was she calling you?" He asked again. "Because nigga, I gave ha' my numba'" I said. I was gettin' a lil irritated with all these questions this man was askin'. 

A few minutes lata', we pulled up to tha' studio. We hopped out my Range, and went in dappin' errybody up. "Knuck, my nigga." I spoke out ta' him. "Yung, be ready to make some fire." 

"Always, man." I said back. Tha' studio was emptier than usual. I grabbed tha' glass of Patron off tha' desk and took a sip. "Ahh." I said as I felt it go down my throat. The recordin' room door flew open as I walked inside. "Le's go." I said.

Adrienna P.O.V

I mugged the hell outta the nurse. "Why won't you cooperate??" She asked me for the 5th time. "I told you Ion fuck with needles!" I told her. She sighed heavily and trudged out the room. "YAASSS!" I heard someone yell. That had to have been Tyria's ratchet self. The door swung open and she came in with my food. "I had to sneak this in." She whispered. Tyler stood watch at the door. I quickly took a big bite of my burger. The room smelled like Whataburger. I heard Tyria gasp outta the blue. "BITCH." She stated while staring at her phone. I raised my brows. "That little Sasha girl that had beef with me throwing shade. Like baby girl if you need me to take all that shade from your little umbrella, I got you boo." She said. "What did she say?" I asked her after eating my burger. She placed the phone a few inches from my face, and I pushed it back a bit. 

"I know she know your hair is real, why she tripping?" I questioned. "I zon't know. Zaddy." She said looking at Tyler. He smirked. "Yeah?" He said licking his lips. She pushed her drink onto his torso and his face fell. "Tuh. Bitch you thought." She spoke out as Tyler walked over to the trash can. All of our heads turned to the door when it swung open. "I have your discharge papers here, doll. Even though you're bad with needles, we can arrange something. Chemo therapy will be every 2nd Saturday of the month. Have a good day."  The nurse sat the papers down on my side desk and gave me a pen. 

After I had signed the papers and all that bullshit, Tyria drove me home. "Y'all can stay the night if you want." I said to them. A devilish smile crept on both of their faces. "Jesus." I muttered to myself as I shook my head. 

This was bouta be a fun ass night.

LMAOO IT'S BEEN LIKE 2 FUCKIN MONTHS SINCE CHAPTER 1 YO!!

BRUH I'm sorry. Ian got no comments or feedback. Df. 

I'm putting my other book on hold. Chapter 3 will be up by next Saturday.