You Deserve ( August Alsina Fanfiction )

Let's Talk...Pt.2

[August]

It's finally Friday which mean I get ta' talk ta' Amber. Befo' it felt like ole girl was avoidin' a nigga but then she said somethin' bout Jess needin' ha' help. Part of me was pissed cuz it feel like I'm payin' ha' fa' nothin'. Maybe I'll undastand betta if she explained it ta' me.

To: Wifey
You meetin' wit me today or are you ditchin' me again?

From: Wifey
Yes. I am meeting with you like I said. It's Friday isn't it? Okay. I thought so.

I laughed ta' myself as I read ha' reply.

To: Wifey
You gotta smart ass mouff on ya'. We meetin' at yo house or what? We can meet at my crib if ya' want.

From: Wifey
That's fine. I'm leaving from work & going to get something to eat. I'll be there in like 30 minutes. Text me your address.

I sent ha' my address & went ta' straighten up da livin' room & da guest bathroom. Nothin' mo nastier than goin' ta' somebody bathroom & it bein' dirty & smellin' like shit.

I ain't have ta' clean da kitchen cuz it was already clean. I ain't cook nuthin' so it's good. I always clean my room every mornin'/aftanoon befo' I leave da house. Ion think we need ta' come in hea anyway unless she wanna fuck which I doubt.

(August house in MM)

*ding dong*

"Come in!", I yelled from da couch. I heard da door open & close.

She followed ma voice & I saw ha' walk in wit 2 bags of food & her purse. She stood in front of me wit ha' hand on ha' hip, givin' me da look of hell.

I looked her up & down, biting my lip. "Why you lookin' at me like dat?"

"August why is your door unlocked? Do you know that anyone can come in at any moment & kill you?", Amber fussed.

She so damn sexy when she mad. Ha' face turn a lil red & her nose scrunches up.

"I ain't worried bout it. I gotta glock in almost every room so I'm straight.", I shrugged.

"What's a glock?", she asked wit her eyebrows furrowed.

"A gun babeh.", I laughed.

Ha' cheeks turned a dark shade of red & she turned ha' head & quickly looked down so I wouldn't see it. Awe she blushin'.

"Um I didn't want to be rude & eat in front of you so I got you something to eat as well.", she said grabbing a bag & handin' it ta' me.

I notice they bag anywhere. Babeh girl bought me ma' favorite. Pop Eyes.

"So I guess just cuz I'm from New Orleans I'm supposed ta' eat or like Pop Eyes? Kinda judgmental don't ya' think?", I asked lookin' at ha' wit a straight face.

Ha' eyes got big & she put ha' hand ova ha' mouth.

"I'm so sorry. I didn't mean it like that. I just remember talking about what foods we like & you said you really like Pop Eyes & I-I", she rambled wit an apology.

"Hey. Hey. It's cool I was just playin'. I love Pop Eyes. Thank you.", I said cuttin' ha' off befo' she have a damn panic attack.

"You almost made me freak out. I thought you were seriously mad.", she pouted.

"Fix ya' face. Now come on so we can eat & get ta' work.", I said pattin' da couch, tellin' ha' ta' sit by me.

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