Jersey or Hip Hop ❓| August Alsina

Emotional

Omniscient

Dream "August! No!" Dream screamed out his name. "Stop! August! Please!" She pleaded as she watched him walk up to Phil who was leaned up against the rental.

Phil heard her screams causing him to turn his attention in that direction, only to be met with a fist to his jaw which caused his body to jolt to the side from the force of the hit.

August hovered over him as Phil felt the side of his face. Looking at his hand, Phil noticed blood as he tried to stabilize himself in an upward position again. His eyes became blurry, he could barely see the person who stood before him. He was on the verge of blacking out.

August "You a f*ckin p*ssy. Getcho ass up!" He said through gritted teeth grabbing Phil by the collar and slamming him into the car. "Why'd you hit ha?" He whispered into Phil's ear feeling a sinister feeling growing in his veins by the second.

Dream began to pace back and forth not knowing what to do, thinking about how this will all play out.

The Valet bit his nails while looking on. He knew better than to get involved. These men were of a different caliber both in size and in status.

Phil chuckled at August's question now realizing who stood before him.

Phil "August..." he chuckled as he began slipping in and out of consciousness. "Let me ask you a question brotha..." he paused a bit to inhale some air which seemed to be escaping him at the moment "why you so concerned with my—" before he can utter his next words August connected his fist to Phil's face again causing him to officially pass out.

Dream got sacred for Phil's life and knew she had to do something, so she rushed over to August's side.

Dream "August please! That's enough!" She ran up to him grabbing a hold of his hands trying to stop him from doing anymore damage.

August didn't pay her any attention at first since his focus was still on Phil who was slumped over on the floor.

August "Put chu hands on ha again n*gga...I dare you." He said spitting on Phil then kicking him in the stomach.

Dream "August look at me!" She said now grabbing a hold of his face turning it so he could look at her. "I'm ok, it's not what you think." She said trying to convince him otherwise.

August "Stop f*ckin lyin' Dream." He said towering over her. "I knew he was f*ckin puttin his hands on ya, but you always tryna hide shit." He said pissed off at her for not telling him sooner.

Dream "August...Phil is all I know. You know that." She said trying to make him understand.

August "I call bullshit." He said stepping closer to her. "You knoe I'a be thea. You'ont need dat n*gga like you think." He said sternly.

Dream studied his eyes trying to muster up a response since he clearly called her out. But she couldn't find one.

Phil then began coughing on the floor breaking Dream's attention away from August.

August "I knoe you ain't finna go help dis n*gga afta he ben putin his handz on ya."

Dream turned back to face August.

Dream "August you should go." She said without looking him in the eyes. She knew he was right but she couldn't leave Phil hurt laying on the floor like that.

August "F*ck outta hea wit dat. I'm not leavin unless you rollin wit me."

Phil began coughing even more causing Dream to immediately kneel beside him. She glanced at August once more and mouthed "I'm sorry."