I put pics up but they don't show for some reason
FYI- The girls really call Travis Uncle Boobie. There was an instagram video about it.
And sneak's MCM statement was a joke. Y'all take ish to literal."
Jazmine POV-
"Why he in there pouting?" Ms. Shelia asked as she got the ingredients ready for me to make Aug's dinner.
"Him and his cousin got into it." I sat on the stool and put my arms on the counter.
"Who Sneak?"
"Yeah."
"Oh lawd. I knew that was going to happen."
"Why you say that?"
"They stay getting into it. Last time Peanut was here, Sneak got mad cause he only did the concert. Then had to leave."
"I thought it was because of me."
"Naw. Sneak feel like he losing his bestfriend. That's all. Him and Aug gon have to sit down like grown ass men and work that out. Chop them yellow onions."
I washed my hands then got the onions to chop.
"Sneak said he took a bullet for Aug. That true?"
"Yeah girl."
"What happened?"
"Imma let him tell you." She said melting butter.
"I don't want to come between them."
"Girl if you was a rabbit Aug had in his arms, Sneak would've been mad. It just comes with the territory of fame. Folks perceive you to be different, because they think you look at yourself different. Even if you don't. Aug ain't changed. You went over Sneak house?"
"Not inside."
"Aug gave him one of his BET Awards. As thank you for being there for him through thick and thin. Sneak got that thing right on a mantle in there. And he dares anybody touch it. Guards that with his life. It's all in his head baby. All in his head."
"This is so funny." I laughed.
"What's that?" She said handing me the other ingredients to chop.
"I constantly have this problems with my bestfriend about Aug. He feels..."
"He? You cheating on my baby?" She gave me a suspicious look.
"No. He's gay Ms. Shelia." I laughed. "But he always feels I'm abandoning him for Aug. Which is so not true. I love DJ more than my own self. But he's so possessive."
"That's what people do when they feel they losing you. Hold on tighter and when they feel their losing their grasp they lash out." She got out a big pot.
"Yeah. Aug did the sweetest thing. When me and DJ got into it. Mind you we were on tour and had a show, Aug literally left the show to convince him to stay and brought him back."
"Aww are you crying girl? Stop that." She hit me playfully with an oven mitt.
I wiped my eyes.
"That's new. He must really love you girl. You must be putting it down something major." She gyrated her hips.
I laughed. "Not at all."
"So I already made the roux. Just , add the onion, green pepper, celery, and garlic and cook over low heat about 5 minutes, until the vegetables are limp."
I followed her instructions.
"I'll be honest, I'm afraid to go over his cousin's house. And what he might do to me cause he was not happy with me at all. But it would be great if he could join us for dinner." I suggested.
"Sneak stubborn but I'mma call him. You finish up."
"Okay."
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"Baby the food is finished." I got up to check on Aug in the room.
He was laid on the bed watching television.
"I ain't hungry." He flipped the channel.
"Negro I slaved in the kitchen to get this meal to perfection for yo ass get up." I threw his sock that was on the ground at his head.
"Stop playing Jazmine damn." He threw it on the floor angry.
"August." I sat on the edge of the bed.
"What?" He said with a slight attitude.
"You can't let what happen ruin your day."
"What I'm pissed off at is your ass just sat in the car."
"You wanted me to break up a fight of two grown ass men ?"
"That's what a real girlfriend would have done. this ain't gon work. Loyalty is big to me and you ain't that." He got up and went in the washroom and slammed the door.
Yet he got upset at me the other day for taking my anger out on him. 😩
I went back into the kitchen where Ms. Shelia was fixing the table.
"He's mad at me because I didn't jump in the middle of the fight."
"Girl ignore him. If I was as pretty as you I would've stayed my ass right in the car to. They grown men, let them handle their own problems. Problems that existed before you even knew them."
Aug walked passed us and out the front door slamming it.
His mother ran after him.
"Don't be slamming no doors around here. Crazy ass. You respect my house." she yelled.
I heard him get in his car and drive off.
"Where is he going?" I asked her as she came back in
"Don't know and don't care. He know better than to try me."
"Yes I smell shrimp étouffée." Aug's brother came in as soon as she was about to close the door.
"Shrimp étouffée to yo own house."
"Ma why you so mean." He tried to kiss and hug her.
"Gon Boobie. She tried to push him off. That made him go harder and he started tickling her. It was the funniest thing. Finally she just hit him on his head real hard.
"Damn Ma." He came in the kitchen looking in the pot.
"Yuck boy wash your hands. You been at that hospital. Carrying all them germs."
"Ma I wear scrubs and gloves."
"I don't care."
He washed his hands.
"What type of medicine?" I asked.
"What type of nosey?"
Ms. Shelia hit him.
"I was just playing. General surgery. Where Peanut at?" He said getting a plate.
"Walked outta here mad." Ms. Shelia said.
"Well guess imma be eating for two." He took a huge amount of food.
"Boy everybody got to eat."
"Aug not even here mommy." He said in a little kid voice.
"Boy gone."
"You know I love your cooking."
"Jazz made that."
"Well I might need to put some of this back."
I gave him the straight face.
"Just joking damn. It smell good. Let me taste." He sat at the counter, took some on a fork, then ate it.
"Yuck." He spit it out on a napkin and made a gagging sound.
"It's bad?" I asked.
"No."
His mother hit him. He laughed.
"You and your brother are the exact same. I can't stand you two."
August POV-
"I ain't got shit to say." Sneak stepped out on his porch smoking a blunt. I stood at the bottom of the stairs trying to figure out what went wrong.
"You was talking all that shit earlier."
He laughed. "Teke you should come out here and see this nigga." He yelled back in the house.
"Jumping bad. You may fool them Hollywood niggas, but not me. We know who the real shoota is and ain't yo pussy ass."
He spit in the grass.
"What the fuck have I done to you Sneak? No I don't call everyday but everytime you hit me up I answer."
"I shouldn't have to hit you up. You should care enough about what's going on in my life. Nah I ain't on fucking tv but I got an interesting life to."
"I'll call more often then."
"Nah don't call me. Might of fact lose my number."
"Sneak I have been more than loyal to you. I got Noni in the private school. I paid for that. You was behind on rent I gave you money for that. And shit nigga I gave you my award. What is the real fucking problem? Cause I'm not about to be dealing with this shit. You either happy for me or you not?"
He looked into the darkness exhaling smoke. He finished his blunt then went inside closing the door.