Don't Forget About Me (An August Alsina Love Story) (Completed/ Editing)

Chapter 20: Lies Upon Lies

I walked into the studio the next morning and Carlie approached me quickly as if something was wrong. I paused in my tracks waiting for her to say something.

"Carlie whats wrong?" I asked her.

"Kay, is it true?" She asked, rubbing her forehead. I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion, looking at her and then at my photographer who shared the same look as she did.

"What is true? Whats going on?" I repeated, becoming more scared at each moment.

"This," She said handing me a copy of the latest Hip Hop Weekly magazine. I took it from her quickly and scanned the headline on the cover page with my face all over it.

"Model and girlfriend of August Alsina, Kalissa Junior sleeps with Trey Songz in order to get a job as the current Essence model and gets pregnant by Trey" the headline read and my face dropped to the ground.

"What the fuck?!" I shouted, looking at Carlie and Kevin. "Who the hell said this?"

"Check page 6," Carlie said, shaking her head. I flipped to page 6 to see an interview with Trey about the situation.

"I am going to kill him!" I said, slamming the magazine down on the floor. "I can't believe this muthafucka would act like such a bitch."

"Kay, calm down," Carlie said placing a hand on my shoulder. "All you have to do is declare it untrue."

"How am I suppose to do that?" I asked, folding my arms.

"We're gonna do a interview too with August," She said. "When we publish it, then  everyone will believe that Trey was lying."

"I don't know if August would go for that, Car. He has a serious temper."

"Well you need to talk to him because we need to save our careers here, Kay."

I nodded, snatching my purse back up and storming out the studio toward my car. I drove to Trey's house first. Once I rang his doorbell, a Columbian girl answered, wearing her swimming suit.

"Watchu want mami?" She asked in a thick Columbian accent.

"I need to talk to Trey."

"Uh, he no here, mami, he went to the uh...studio," She said, clearly trying her best to lie. 

"Look, sweetie, I don't know you too well but if you keep lying to me, I'm gonna have to beat your ass," I threatened, impatiently. "I am in no mood to be playing games. Now, you better go get Trey or let me in so I can get him myself."

She looked at me and then behind her, thinking of what she should do next. Then she stepped aside so that I could come in. I walked and stormed to the pool where Trey was with about 6 other women.

"Muthafucka!" I yelled at him, throwing the magazine in his face. "How could you lie like that?"

He laughed, sipping the liquor in his cup. "Who's lying?"

"Who's lying?" i repeated, looking at his dumb ass. "Nigga, I never fucked you."

"Shit, you led me on though. And after I gave you that job, you dropped me for that nigga. It don't take a genius to know that you played me," He said, standing up to look down at me. "You did me dirty, so I did you dirty."

I started laughing, trying to calm myself down because he was two seconds away from a bloody nose. "You are such a bitch, you know that?"

"Takes a bitch know one," He replied, snapping his fingers. Suddenly two security guards came and picked me up by my arms, escorting me out the party. While they picked me up though, I got a good kick hard enough to push Trey in the pool so I wasn't even tripping.

I drove to August's house next and walked into see him, the girls, and his mother all sitting in the living room playing Monopoly. I mentally rolled my eyes. Just what I needed, more problems.

"Auntie Kay!" Kayden said, running toward me and hugging me. 

"Hi, baby," I picked her up, kissing her cheek. "I missed you."

"I missed you too," She smiled as I placed her back down and looked at my stomach in awe. "Auntie Kay, why is your stomach so big?"

I laughed, eyeing August's mother from the side mean mugging the hell outta me. "There's a baby in there, honey."

"A baby!?" She exclaimed, following me toward the kitchen. "You're pregnant?"

I chuckled, nodding. "Yes. You'll have little cousin in little bit."

"Yay! Can I babysit the baby and feed it?"

"Uhh, we'll talk about it," I said and she nodded.

"Okay, I hope you get a girl," She smiled. "I gotta tell Chay and Maya."

She skipped off and August walked in, sitting at the island looking up at me. "How was work?"

I sighed, sitting next him. "It wasn't good. I might get fired August."

"What you mean?" He asked, clearly clueless of the whole situation. I sighed again, sliding him the Hip Hop Weekly magazine. He read it and in an instant he was furious.

"August, its not true," I said quickly. 

"Who wrote this shit?" He asked, standing up and pacing around the kitchen.

"Trey told them that to get back at me for getting back with you," I said, watching him tense up more.

"I'm tired of this nigga! Does he know who the fuck he fucking with?"

"Baby, Carlie said that all we gotta do is make another interview together to clear this up."

"That still won't do shit, Kay," He sighed. "That nigga still gonna act like a bitch and make up some other shit. I gotta handle him myself."

"August, no. That will fuck up your image," I said, knowing that he was serious.

"Ion give a fuck. He needa know not to fuck wit me. On the real, ion give a fuck about what anybody got to say after I fuck him up. Fuck the industry, I'm going on some street shit."

"August-"

"What is going on in here-" August's mom asked, walking in but stopped in her tracks, looking down at magazine on the table. "Oh my god, I knew it!"

"Mama, not now," August said. "Just stay outta this."

"I knew it, I knew it, I knew it!" She continued, looking up at me. "This little hoochie was sneaking around on you with that nigga all this time."

"Hoochie?" I asked, looking at her like she was crazy.

"Yes, hoochie!" She yelled back. "You played my son to make a name for yourself and you have the nerve to come back up in here?"

"Okay so first of all, you don't know shit about this so you need fall back. And second of all-"

"Kalissa, chill," August said, pushing me back. " Ma, you needa chill too because I already told you to stay outta this shit."

"August do not talk to me like you lost your damn mind," She said, pushing a finger in his face. "I am your mother and you not gonna be going against me when I am just trying to defend you from this hoe."

"Ma!" August raised his voice. "Stay the fuck outta this! You not gonna keep disrespecting Kay like that because she ain't do shit to you. She the mother of my child and you better start treating her with respect from now on."

Shelia shook her head in shock, but didn't say anything else. "You know what? I don't need this. Girls! Lets go!" 

She walked out the kitchen and the front door slammed in a matter of seconds. I looked at August who looked stressed and placed a hand on his chest.

"Baby....I'm sorry, I didn't mean to-"

He shushed me with a light peck on my lips. "Its not your fault."

I nodded, sadly. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm cool," He said, taking my hand and leading me to the front door. "Lets go."

"Where?"

"To do this interview," He said, walking out the house.