Right By My Side [Book 4]

Chapter 22

August Alsina POV

Tyga hits me up and say meet up wit' him at the studio, I did but I'm still waitin', and I am a lil' paranoid. He said he had a lil' surprise and ion what it could be bruh. And these text messages that I'm gettin' ain't no help, Bianca just the tip of the iceberg. It got to the point where I had to just cut off my phone altogether. Can't get into it right now.

I sit back inna chair and wait 'til this nigga Tyga shows up wit' this so-called "surprise'' that prolly ain't shit.

Tyga comes thru the door wit' a big smile on his face and comes over to gimme dap and shit. "What's good," he said.

"Non' much. 'Til this shit." I said.

"Nothin' good happen onna tour?" Tyga asked. Minus the part where I slept wit' Teyana, nah nigga nothin' good.

"I'm still on tour nigga, next stop is in Orlando." I said.

"Where that surprise at tho'?" I bring up impatiently.

So to my surprise the surprise is Nicki comin' inna studio lookin' at me all shock and shit. Who knows what my face looks like, so many emotions I got gon' on too.

"Well, well, well, if it isn't Nicki Minaj." I said.

"I'll just leave y'all alone." Tyga said.

"Nah," Nicki pauses.

"Gon' ahead and talk. I'll just go."

Nicki Minaj POV

"Well, well, well, if it isn't Nicki Minaj." August said.

"I'll just leave y'all alone." Tyga said.

"Nah," I paused.

"Gon' ahead and talk. I'll just go."

"Nicki, c'mon in girl. We all fam." Tyga said.

I stop fo' a second and look towards August one mo' 'gain before I walk over and grab a chair to sit in. I shoulda known somethin' was up the minute Tyga said he had a surprise fo' me. Ion if he tryna play matchmaker or what but this here ain't funny. I cross my leg and out the phone up close to my face, keepin' myself to even look his way. Ion why I feel so shy all of a sudden when before I was confident inna things I say and do.

My heart starts racin' all fast and I can't help but to bite on my bottom lip 'cause I am so so nervous. What makes me nervous is not knowin' August reaction towards all of this. He prolly mad as fuck, he prolly relief, who knows but him. I'ma just play it cool and safe and let whatever Tyga finna do, do. I just hope Tyga don't sink me inna deeper hole I'm already in.

"Ion what's gotten into y'all but y'all finna work out ya pro'lems real quick." Tyga said, leavin'. Wait, why he leavin'?

August just taps his fingers onna arm part of the chair meanwhile I stare at him 'til one of us breaks the silence. "Wanna tell me why you thought it was a good idea to tell niggas our business?" He asks.

"I can explain err'thang, but first thing firsts, do you still have any feelin's fo' me?" I ask him.