Strip Life - (August Alsina Story)

Chapter 2 - You Deserve

August POV

I can't believe that was Y/n. She has changed. She prettier than she was before. Shawdy work at a strip club tho. Damn man. How I forget somebody that damn special. I been thinking bout her all day. I need to go see her

August: (goes to the strip club and asks his homie for ya address) Thanks man (pulls up at your house)

Baby girl live in a fucking mansion. That's wassup man. She got a Lambo,Bentley, and a Camaro. Why she working at a strip club tho? I got out the car and rang the doorbell. She answered. She was about to close the door until I stuck my foot in the door.

Yn: What do you want August?

August: I wanna talk ya hear meh?

Yn: Alright Aug. ((Lets me in))

I came in and looked around then I looked at her. She had on some basketball shorts and a sports bra like she was bout to go ball. I sat on the couch. She stood up.

August: Why you so mad at me ma?

Yn: ((starts crying)) Because you left me. You never replied to my texts or answered my calls. When I got misused and abused you weren't there. I had no where to go. My mom put me out. My dad died from drugs. My sis got killed. Then I had already lost Mel. Then you left and I lost you. My friends told me you weren't the right one for me,I never listened. When ma kicked me out, I moved to Miami  with Drea and she got killed too. The strip club was my only option. You weren't there Anthony!

August: I'm sorry ma. I just be busy. I didn't know Tracy got killed or ya pops died. I promise imma work things out with you from now on. ((Gets up and hugs her))

Yn: ((Cries harder)) You weren't there.

August: I know. I'm sorry. I got my number changed too. ((Gives you his number)) I know the feeling. Cause I've been there too. You held me down and I left ya. I'm sorry. I love you shawdy.

Yn: Don't say what you don't mean.

August: I mean it. I love you ya hear meh?

Yn: I hear whatchu saying but ain't no love in you Aug.

August: I love ya ma.

Yn: I love you too

August: I have a question.

Yn: Ask it.

August: How you living big like this, but you still working at the club?

Yn: Cause thats how I get my money. I'm grinding hard everyday day tryna overcome. I'm ghetto. ((Laughs)) I'm just being real.

August: What if I made sure you never had to work a day in your life and gotcha out of the  strip club?

Yn: Idk Aug. Ya know I'm independent.

August: Ik but lemme take care of ya babe.

Yn: Okay August.

August: I'm bout to go to the studio I'll be back.

I was thinking about what YN was saying. She G.H.E.T.T.O. and she been misused and abused. Ain't no love in me. It made me go to the studio and started thinking.

This beat started playing in my head. I told my homie to make one. I started singing

This is for

The girl down the hall

Misused and Abused

Yea, yea yea

Pick ya head up love smile.

This is for you.

When I got done I felt good about it. Its called You Deserve. I really hope she liked it when I dropped the album. I was planning on putting it in my album. I went to her house and some nigga opened the door blocking it.

August: Uh can I come in?

???: Who you looking for?

August: The owner of the house.

???: She not interested.

August: TF? Man yeen talm bout shiiid. ((Pushes him out the way and walks in)) Yn?!

???: TF? Nigga I'll whoop yo ass.

August: Yeah whatever.

Yn: (comes downstairs) Hey Aug. I see you've met King

King: ((walking towards you)) Imma whoop yo friend ass.

August: ((Walks towards him)) I'm not scared of Noobody. So wassup yung nigga?

Yn: Chill out!

King: Okay. I'm bout to go over Chad house.

Yn: Tell him I said he needs to come see me cause I miss him.

King: I will ((leaves))

August: Who is that nigga?

Yn: My bro.

August: Why he so rude?

Yn: I used to tell him about ya.

August: Aw I understand. Aye ma you wanna come with me on tour?

Yn: Are you serious?

August: Yeah baby

Yn: I'd love to August.

August: I wanna take you out on a date. Can I?

Yn:

°Should yn go on the date?°

·Will she like the song?·

·How will the tour go?°

°Who is Chad?·