Secrets 2

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3 Years Later

August 31st.

August

August, Nicki said walking into our room.

We decided ta move in since our relationship was going so good.

She had a steady job as an assistant for some big time ass lawyer .

I on the other hand is still slinging crack and weed ta da people.

Together we put in Fa our condo, it was nice as Fuck a nigga ain't neva seen something so nice before .

August, she said sitting on me as I groaned.

Baby get up ,she said looking at me as I looked at ha.

I looked at our alarm clock as it read 8:32 a.m.

It's too early Ma,I said sitting up.

August you gotta start looking Fa a job, everybody doing something good for themselves. Trey and Chris got that deal and out the hood.

I want the same thing for you baby, you need to leave selling drugs alone when you know the cops still got they eye on you.

I never went back ta school for my diploma.

Nicki ain't nobody gonna hire me,they take one good look at me and I'm already walking out without a job.

I believe in you August, Imma always hold you down but you gonna have to do your part and step up to the plate.I can't carry us both with my income.

I sighed.

Alright Ma,I said as she got off me.

I should get going but I'm serious about what I said August.

She kissed my cheek as she grabbed her Michael Kors bag and walked out.

I rubbed the eyes.

Nicki was always pressuring me ta go get ah job.Shit I got one.

I got up as I went into the bathroom to take a Shower.

When the water warmed up, I took my boxers off as I scratched my chest and got in.

The shower always made a Nigga rethink life.I hummed a little, I wasn't a singer but I could do a little something.

I remember wakin' up, bein broke
but still it wasn't breakin' us
I remember why I broke the rules,
cuz I ain't really have nobody to look up to
I remember cuttin' class, bein' bad,
cuz I ain't have what them other kids had
I remember wishin' that I knew my dad,
then I remember wishin' I could get him back
For every single night that he told me he was comin' and he didn't.

I was deep in thought as I harmonized what I was thinking.

I washed the soap suds off my body.

I cut the water off as I got out and wrapped a towel around my waist.

I went back into the bedroom as I picked my phone up seeing my phone was getting blowed up from my cousin.

I called back as they answered.

Man Wassup,I said looking out my window.

Mel been shot August.

Everything went in slow motion as I dropped my phone.

My breathing slowed as everything went black.