His Miracle (Completed)

(August's POV)

August Anthony Alsina

Afta' my baybeh and I got done choppin' it up in McDonalds, I walked her back ta' work.

"C'mere, gimme kiss baybeh." I smiled

She laughed and pecked my lips. I'a rested my hands on her ass and squeezed it, not letting go.

"Who that belong to?" I asked.

"You baby."

"Huh? I ain't hear that."

"It's yours!" She giggled.

"I ain't hea dat lil mama imma need you ta be a lil louder na'."

"It's yours baby it's yours!"

I smacked her ass and gave it one mo' squeeze befo' lettin' her go.

"I love you baybeh."

"I love you more baby."

She pecked my lips multiple times befo' lettin' me go.

"Ima go chill wit' Trav real quick. I'll be back ta' come getchu."

"Behave yourself August."

"Gone sum where wit all dat na'. I'm grown."

"See how grown your ass will be when you sleep with the roaches tonight." She smirked

"I'll fuck all dem bad bitches." I chuckled. She scrunched her face up in disgust.

"Eww August."

I laughed.

"I'm kidding mama, bring it in one mo' time and I'a let chu go."

She playfully rolled her eyes and wrapped her arms around my waist. I leaned down and pecked her forehead.

"Goodbye Auggie."

"Bye baybeh."

I watched her walk into Sweetie Pies and started walking.

Started off in the streets

We would take collection from the fiends

People dyin' all around me

So I gave you my testimony

We were down from the beginnin'

When the world wasn't listenin'

Now that I got your attention

Let us end with the benediction"

People was whistlin' at me and clappin'. I ain't realize I was singin' out loud.

That was a lil sumn I wrote the other day. When are rough, all you'ca really do is pray that it'll get better.

So far, there ain't been no sign of that. If it wasn't fa' Leah, ion't kno' where I'd be. She's been my rida' since I'a got back outchea. I swear God sent her ta' me.

Afta' I got outta jail, I had lost everything. My car got repossessed, I lost my apartment and my job.

I knew the consequences of my actions would catch up ta' me soon but not that fast.

My brotha' Travis offered ta' lemme stay wit him and his girl back home in Nawlinz. But befo' that. I had a few homies out in Atlanta that wanted ta' celebrate my release befo' I headed back home.

Shit, why not befo' I leave? A nigga been locked up fa' a minute, and I need some pussy. Sneak heard about some new club opening up called Ice. I was down fa' it.