Ava{An August Alsina Story}

Prologue

I should have more respect for myself.
So much more.

"Wait," I put my hands on his chest. Jesus he is truly one of God's works. More like a nasterpiece.

"What?," He looks down at me.

"Can we just stop?," He sighs.

"Why?,"

"Can you just get off of me?," He climbs off of me and lays next to me. "Im sorry, " I sit up and start putting on my clothes.

"Its whatever I guess," I feel guilt and I put ony my pants. Silence fills the room and I grab my stuff. "So you are just going to leave?,"

"Yes I am,"

"Wow,"

"Tell me this, you dont even look at me while we have sex so please,"

"I do!,"

"Here we go, why are you yelling?," I slip on my shoes.

"I knew you cant hang, I should have just slept with Kali,"

"As my boyfriend,  I would think you would at least care about my feelings," I feel like shit, like a doll. Worse, more like a punching bag. His hit and run.

"I am not about to agrue with you; you leave you gon'," He grabs his phone and calls Kali I am guessing.

"You are truly an asshole," I shake my head and walk out. I walk back in and slap the shit out of him. Letting all my anger go into his face. "Fuck you," I spit on him and finally leave. I rush down the steps of his apartment and walk down the cold street of Atlanta. I wipe my tears and try to keep warm. How was I so blinded?  Why am I always the one to suffer? Good things never come my way, my story always ends as a fuck up. I just want one happy ending. I hear a car rolling up behind me, slowly, he stops.

"Excuse me?, " I ignore him and keep walking. "Aye!," I roll my eyes and cross my arms. He sighs and speeds up to catch up with me. "Miss, "

"What?!,"

"Oh um, its really late out-,"

"No shit,"

"Okay, I dont want anything horrible to happen to you. So would you like a ride,"

"Im almost home thank you though, " I actually have 4 more blocks to go.

"But you not home though," I laugh to myself. " You are you too beautiful to be walking down the street by yourself," I stand there undecided. 

"Fine," I get in the car. I regret it, what if he is a rapist or-. He hands me his hoodie and I look at him.

"Thank you," I smile.

"No problem," He pulls off and drives me home. The car ride was quiet and awkward. "What were you doing walking down the street by yourself shivers?," I laugh.

"Shivers?," He smiles showing his pearly whites. "I just left my... friends house," He nods and rests his arm on the arm rest, slowly leaning back into his seat.

"What were you doing driving late at night?,"

"I just got off work," I look at his attire, casual clothes. He chuckles at me. "I am a producer,"

"Oh okay, " I smile and look out the window as  he pulls up to my house. "Thank you and I apologize for snapping at you," He smiles.

"Its alright beautiful,"He wipes my tear, causing my to blush. I start to take off his hoodie. "Keep it,"

"Thank you," I grab my phone and he grabs my hand. "I didnt catch your name. Im Lance, "

"Ava,"