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Two days later
Nicole(Nicki)POV:

I'm so mad, I don't know what to do with myself. I'm trying all the calming techniques I'm always teaching my clients, but damn. I get out of my car and march up to his door. I bang on it, waiting for him to open.

The door opens and its Aaron. He smiles and I just glare at him.

"Well damn, Nicki. You good?"

"Where's August? He and I need to talk."

"I'll call him for you."

I walk in and wait in the livingroom. He jogs down the stairs with a slight frown on his face. "Wassup? You good?"

"No! I'm not. You lied to me! You looked me in the eye and you Lied!"

He blinks. "What you telling about man?"

I laugh and put my bag down. "Just because I deal with psychos everyday, doesn't mean I know how to deal with my demons when they are unleashed, and things like this unleash them."

"Imma ask you one more time, what are you talking about?"

"I don't know, let me think. Your best friend, Rita and her death. Your occupation. Everything. Probably how you feel about me."

He frowns deeply. "What do you know about Rita and her death, besides what I told you?"

"Tell me the truth! How did she die?"

He slits his eyes. "I told you."

"No you didn't! All you told me was lies."

Aaron walks in. "Is everything ok-"

I fume. I turn my head in his direction and lash out. "Leave, Aaron!! Or should I say Rizzy?"

I look at both of them and their facial expressions are priceless. "Like I said, leave us, Aaron." I say, looking at August. "I believe your friend and I have a lot to talk about."

"Yung-" Aaron begins, but August cuts him off. "It's fine Rizz, leave us."

I hear his footsteps disappear. "What do you know?"

"Everything August. Is it true?"

"I can't admit to something I know nothing about."

"Ok, fair enough. You were dating Miracle. Rita had come from Mexico after finishing her studies and you got together. I don't know exactly what happened, but yall got into an altercation and things were not good between yall. She died in your arms after she jumped in front of a bullet, for you. Apparently she was protecting you."

His eyes were dark now. Super black. They had no life in them. Shit. Now I'm scared.

"That's all?"

I swallow the lump in my throat. "No."

"Than spill."

"You a gangster. You and all your friends. You are the most feared men here in NOLA."

"Than why are you here?"

"You sell drugs August?"

He tilts his head. "I asked you a question." He says in a whispering voice.

"I've been asking questions and you haven't answered any of them. Why should I answer yours?"

"Why are you here?"

"I want the truth, dammit August! Is that so fucking hard? You lied! Don't you get it? I would have never judged you. That's not me. I'm not like that! Yes, maybe I would have put a little distance between us or stopped talking to you for my good, but I would have never judged you. I've had a chance to know you, you a great person, with a great mind, I would have probably put it behind me! But you lied! We have been talking for so long, you continued to lie.... why?"

"Because I don't trust you." He says coldly.

"Than why am I here? Why do you keep calling me-"

"I didn't call you here-"

"Yesss!" I hiss. "Not right now, but you have called me several times. Why?!"

"I don't know. Maybe I was bored."

I nod. I hold his face between my thumb and index, gripping it with my manicured nails. "I'm not one of your bitches, August. Don't ever call, ever. I hope you can find a girl that will accept you with all your flaws, cause boy you have a lot of them. You keep hurting the girls that care about you. Keep at it."

I walk out, wiping my face. I'm done.

August(Yungin)POV:

I am fuming. That bitch got me fucked up. Ain't no fucking truth that I owe her. Rizzy walks in.

"Man, what's going on?"

"Trace her fucking steps. I wanna know if she a foe or not. I wanna know who she been talking to. Trace from two days back, because she ain't know shit before than."

"And if she isn't a foe?"

"Get someone to follow her, because than that means she might be in danger too. Now on to serious things, what's the update with this Rita situation?"

"You know, if you helped us, I think we would be closer, if not have her back."

I sigh and walk in my office. "I'm busy. Is the work too much for you?"

"No-"

I smile. "Ok than, how is the progress?"

"You remember 6 years ago, when you were having that 21st birthday party?"

I nod. He leans forward. "That nigga who had your shit shot up, Offset, we killed him. His brother is out to avenge him."

I frown. "Six years later?"

Rizzy sighs and nods. "Same thing I was thinking. It's crazy. Talk about 'hit you when you least expect it.' He is crazy and nowhere to be found. It's been weeks August. I'm starting to think you don't want to find her."

I frown. "If I didn't, we wouldn't be discussing her right now, Rizz. Stop it man." I touch the chain around my neck.

I sigh.

This shit is fucked up. I lowkey don't wanna see her. I mean I was starting to move on and now all of a sudden, she's alive?

I'm glad, really, but shit.

What do I say when I see her?

After that shit she did for me and what I did to her, how do I look her in the eye?

What if she hates me.

I don't think I can live with myself if she does.

"I'll see what I can do. Give me everything you have so far and I'll try and figure something out. Hasn't he at least given yall a clue or something?"

He shakes his head.

"Only stupid letter. They are by my house. I'll get them for you and bring them by. He goes by Quavo, but his government is Quavious Keyate Marshall."

I roll my eyes. "What kind of ratchet name is that? Shit, man I'm tired of this bullshit."

I get up. "Get me them papers and follow that bitch."

"She a bitch now?"

I smirk. "Nah, she just pisses me off."

I walk out the room.

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