Trap Nigga's Princess || a.a

Chapter 12

Amber

Two days later

"It still going straight to voicemail ?" Treasure asked me.

"Yes." I said, throwing my phone on the couch.
"What did Chris say ?"

"They haven't heard from him, last seem him was two days again."

"Oh my God. Answer the phone August." I said, dialing his number again.

"Amber calm down okay. I'm sure he's fine, just don't worry yourself on this."

"I can't calm down til he answer this bitch ass phone." I scolded.

"Your working yourself up over this. August is fine, he'll call."

"Fuck that." I said, dialing his number again but this time it's ringing.
"It's ringing."

"See, I told you."

"Helluh ?" August answered, in a sleepy voice.

"August ? Where the hell are you and why haven't you been answering your phone ?!"

"Amber ?"

"Yes nigga Amber, who the fuck you thought I was ?"

"Baybeh I'm so sorry-"

"Where are you August ?"

"Um baybeh lemme call you back okay ?"

"Hell nah" I scolded. "August you got me fucked up, where the hell are you ?"

"Amber baybeh I'll be home later, I have to go I'll explain later." He hung up.

"August don't you- ughhhhhh fuck !" I yelled

"Where is he ?" Treasure asked.

"I don't know, he wouldn't say."

"That sounds kind of funny."

"Exactly. I swear Treasure, I'm not about to play with August."

"Gimme your phone."

"For what ?"

"Girl just let me see, we about to get to the bottom of this."

I handed my phone to her and watched as she searched up August's location.

"Boom, there he go. He's at- what the fuck.."

"Let me see." I yanked my phone out of her hands.
"The fuck he doing at a hotel ?"

"Wasn't he supposed to be looking for Jonathan ?"

"Yes, yeah he was."

"So why the hell is this nigga at a damn hotel ?"

I laughed a little as I continued to looked at my phone.

"Alright bet, say no more. He thought he was crazy, let me show him I'm the devil's child." I said, grabbing my keys.

"Okay now sis, calm down. Remember he haven't seen this side from you."

"And now is the perfect time to show him. Now let's go."

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"Is this the right hotel ?" I asked.

"Um" She said, looking at me phone. "Yep sis, it is. This the one my cousin work at."

"You talking about Daysha ?"

"Yep, I can ask her what room number he in."

"Perfect." I said, putting Vaseline on my arms and face.