C.19 (part three)

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||Kayla Phillips||

I sat at the table for about 45 minutes and then August finally came back.

"Where have you been?" I asked worried

"I had ta leave ta go handle some business." He said

"What business?"

"Don't worry bout dat."

I looked down.

"It's about my music if you really want to know." He slightly smiled

I smiled back.

"You work on music now?"

"Yeah ma. I'm nice guh. You know." He smirked and popped his imaginary collar.

"You are too much." I laughed

He shrugged.

|| August Alsina||

I love seeing her happy, i can't believe her punk ass boyfriend gonna sit up and fucking shoot her. That made me mad as hell and to find out she died 3 times was terrible. It made me think of Mel when she said she got shot. Man I miss my brother.

"So, you done eating?" I asked her

"Yeah."

"Ight. Let's go, where you going to. Tyrese's?" I asked hoping she'd say yes.

"Nope, i'm staying at home tonight." She said smiling

Fuck.

"Ight." I said and got up, she followed

After I dropped her off I got a call from an old friend.

"Hello?...... Yeeah...... You got dat nigga looked up fa' me? .......Ah, he is na'? ....... Bet, tomorrow. My crib. At seven..... Yeah afta' I get outta school. Did yo' dumb ass drop out AGAIN?........ Ahaha, you dumb as fuck my nigga but i'll holla at ya tomorrow." I said and hung up.

Although I didn't want to lie to Kayla. It's time to get this shit set back into motion...

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Short, but..

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