Nola P.OV.
Growing up I would have never thought my life would be this way.
Being the mother of a six year old, a wife of a celebrity/drug dealer, and a back up dancer for my brother Chris Brown, wasn't always so easy.
Nights where I had to go to dance recitals with Amaiya or even help her come up with a routine. Nights where I had to rehearse over and over again and couldn't be home with my family.
There were nights with August where I would stay up and worry about him, because he was always gone. Nights where I supported him through anything.
Since the incident happened with August, he has been in prison for 5 months now, charged with domestic violence and child abuse. Amaiyah still has a clear vision about what happend that night, she has nightmares every night that August is going to come back and hurt her again. Honestly I love August with everything in me. He was the guy I fell in love with in high school and he's the guy I am still in love with till this day, but you can only take so much and when August decided to hurt our daughter, that's where he crossed the line.
Of course with him being a celebrity everyone knows about why he was locked up. His mother, Ms.Sheila was heartbroken, she knew this is not how she raised her son, all I could do was hug her and try to feel her pain because she was right.
During these five months I've cut off dancing for a little awhile, along with Amaiyahs dance classes too. I want to be able to think about life ya know? I need to be able to see my daughter and care for her 10 times more since she's still afraid.
I looked over at my phone as is started to ring,
"Hel-" I was cut off before I got to say anything.
"You have a collect call from inmate 0016897 at Fulton County Jail here in Atlanta Georgia, press 1 if you would like to take this call."
I froze up, the only person I could think of to call me from prison is August. I sighed and pressed one.
"Hello? Nola?" August deep voice said into the phone.
"Hello August." I said
"Listen Nola I know I'm probably the last person ya wanna be talking to rite na, but I'm sorry baby, I really am. I don't know wat came ova me dat nite, but I'm sorry baby, I'm sorry." He said crying.
"August you hurt our daughter, our daughter! How do you expect me to forgive you?" I yelled
"Nola when we got married you said you was down fa me wheneva, remember our vows baby? "Our love is forever, Always has been, and always will be" Nola I'm sorry baby and I fucking hate my self for what I did to you and Amaiyah, but I need you to forgive me baby. You all a nigga got rite na." He said
I sighed because I knew he was right.
"Its going to take time August, but I'm here for you. I need you to make it right, not only for me, but Amaiyah also August. I need you to get out of the streets, most importantly I need you to come home."
"Imma make it right Nola I promise, and when I get out of hea I'll give up the streets of N.O.
the time is almost up Nola so I gotta go. Tell Miayah I love her and Im sorry. I will call you tomorrow to discuss sum things, I love you." He said
"I love you too August, Our love is forever." I said
"Always has been" He said.
"And always will be." I said.
And just like that the phone hung up. Even though this is a fucked up situation, I will always love August. I love my daughter as well, and I know she loves her dad more than anything, despite of what he did to her. So with August admitting to that he was wrong, it was just a step closer to fixing our marriage. Im not going to tell Amaiyah about August calling, just yet, but I will let mama Shelia know. I walked out of my bedroom and into Amaiyahs room, surprisingly she was awake.
"Hey Maiyah." I said while picking her up.
"Hi mama" she said.
I smiled, "You wanna go see uncle Chris?"
Her eyes lit up "Uncle Chwris, uncle Chwris!!!"
I giggled while putting her down "I'm taking that as a yes so lets get you ready baby."
I just stopped and watched her jump around, this little girl is my life.
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