Shot For Me || August Alsina

Chapter 11- Drinking And Driving

Jordan In MM.
"Is there life after death, or should I hold my breath?" - Jhene Aiko.

Jordan POV

"Jordan," Honey says, in a voice that sounds nothing like the one I know. It's weak, uneven. Almost.... frantic. "i need help. I need a lot of help. Can you come get me?" I nod quickly, gathering my things up. I motion for August to come with me. "Yeah, Honey. Where you at?" Honey sighs shakily. "Ima text you." She says in a low voice. Before I hear the recognizable click of the line going dead, I swear I hear a male voice. I look at August, almost shaking. "Honey's in trouble." Moments later, my phone blares out 3005 by Childish Gambino. Honey.
[Honey Bunny 😂🌞💓]- 2756 Darwin Lakes Street. The house on the left. HURRY.
[Jordie 😻😩🌚]- okay, baby sis, hang on. Me and Aug on our way.

I quickly put my phone in my purse, rushing out to the car with August right behind me. "Yo, whats happening?" He asks, almost worried. "I have very limited knowledge right now, August. Get in the fucking car." August does as he was told and I speed to the destination. I hop out the car with my gun on my waist. It looks like we at a hoe house. I see Heather in her car and tap on her window. She jumps but immediately jumps out the car when she sees that its us. "Honey called you here too? Hey August." "Yeah." I say at the same time August says "Wassup Heath." Heather stands on the curb, looking at the house. "You really think Honey is here?" I shrug unable to speak. All of a sudden, I see Honey walk out. She looks terrible. Her once honey blond hair now looks brown. That's how dirty it is. We all rush up to her, only to be met with a foul bodily odor. Honey smells like urine, sweat and feces. I wrinkle my nose up, struggling to speak. "Honey, w-what happened to y-you?" I look at August and Heather to see they just as speechless as i am. We pull Honey in Heathers car, and I get in the passenger side. August drives my car back to my house and we meet at Heather's house. "Okay, Honey, what happened that night we all split?"
December 22nd, 2014
"Honey, come with us." The masculine voice spoke out to me. I nod, struggling to breathe. After the August and Jayda thing, we all had went our separate ways. The drug game had been my only source of income, and seeing as we all split, shit was different. We wasn't shit no more. Nobody was scared of us. So eventually, I got evicted, and too scared of rejection to call Jordan, I began living out on the streets. All I had with me when I left the house that they kicked me out of was $256, 4 granola bars, 2 bottles of water, my phone, a pillow and blanket, a picture of the squad, a picture of my mom and dad, and my car and car keys. Of course I began living in my car. When my car finally ran out of gas, and I only had $5, I decided to stay in the place I was. An abandoned parking lot, behind a neighborhood. I guess someone found me, because.... "Come with us," the male voice said, "We'll keep you safe." The voice wasn't anyone I recognized, but when you out on the streets, you take whatever you can get. "Okay." I nod, struggling to breathe. I stand up weakly, gathering my things out the trunk of my car. They took me to a house, where I found out their names were Diamond and Malachiae. As soon as I found out what they did, I immediately regretted my decision of going with them.
They took me to a hoe house, and I was to become a prostitute.
"Oh my god... Honey..." Heather said as she sat on Trell's lap. "What else happened? What led up to you being like this?" Honey chuckled. "I'm getting there, be patient."
"Okay, your new name is Cocaine." said Malachiae. "Cocaine?" I asked puzzled. Malachiae smacks me swiftly. "YES COCAINE! DONT QUESTION ME!" I fall to the floor, quiet and confused. I had no idea why this was happening to me. Pretty soon, I was a well known prostitute, the one everyone wanted. One of the niggas I was hooked up with got me hooked on a drug. It's pretty self explanatory: Cocaine.
Honey finally stops speaking and the whole squad sits there in awe. "Oh Honey..." I say, unable to form the whole idea in my head. I can't process this. Our Honey went through this?
August POV
I look at Jordan for a second, noticing that she needed a stress reliever. "Aye y'all, Ima be back with Jordan later." I drag her out the house and pull her to the backseat of her car. I kiss her hungrily, tugging at her shirt. I move down from her lips to her neck, leaving wet kisses around it, leaving light hickeys. She moans lowly in my ear, only turning me on even more. "Ooh...August" I know we wrong for doing this when our friend could be in trouble but, we both need it. I slip her shorts off with ease, along with her panties. "Damn..." I mumble. Shawty bad as fuck and she don't even try to be. I go lower and kiss her pussy, and start slowly licking her clit. "OH FUCK! AUUUUGUSSST!" She whines loudly, moaning in my ear. The whole car is hot, and I know everyone in the house can hear us. I slip off my pants and slip inside of her swiftly, going faster and faster making the car shake. She moans and twists her face up with pleasure. She struggles to speak, but I make out, "Oh fuck, August, FUCK ITS YOURS!" I go deeper and slower, realizing shes about to cum. "Who's is it?" I flip her over so she's on all fours. "FUUUUCK AUUUUG! DADDY ITS YOURS! ITS FUCKING YOURS! IMA C-C-CUM!" I groan lowly in her ear, feeling her wetness. "You better fucking not, ma."
She finally cums, at the same time I do. We walk back in the house, acting as if nothing happened. Honey wrinkles her nose. She's cleaner now, I'm guessing she showered. "EWWWW, August and Jordan smell like pussy juice and dick sweaaaat." Heather covers her mouth, pulling Jordan and Honey up to her room.
Then it hits me.
We didn't use a condom.