Locking my phone, I smiled at the soon to be plans I just made. I placed my phone down on the bedside table and brought my hand to August's hair, running my fingers through it.
His head was rested on my torso as his arms were wrapped tightly around my waist, his legs entangled with mine. For some reason I couldn't help but to smile at him and watch his bare back move as he breathed in and out.
I pulled my fingers from his hair and grabbed my phone to snap a pic. He stirred around from the shutter sound and I posted it on snap with the caption my big baby 😍.
"Why you snappin' pics a'me while I'm sleep?" He said groggily.
"Cause it was too cute to pass up, see." I showed him but I was sure he didn't bother to open his eyes since he mumbled a reply.
He quickly fell back asleep, so I let him be for the next thirty minutes.
It was going on one in the afternoon and we'd had a long night, well morning. He was hungover and possibly still coming down from his high a few hours ago. I did a few measly puffs and I swore I'd never smoke again. He on the other hand, smoked like a freight train.
I eased from under him after prying his arms from my waist and setting foot on the carpet.
I showered, changed into a comfy pair of leggings and a loose tank top as my traveling attire. Looking back at August, he was knocked out lying on his back, a leg hanging over the edge and his mouth open. Although it was a funny sight to see, I needed him to wake up and get dressed.
"Aug," I pulled the covers from his upper half. He stirred but didn't wake.
Sitting beside him, I pulled on his hair a little, "August wake up."
"Whatchu want mane." He covered his head with a pillow.
"I want you to get up, we got a long day planned."
"What you mean?" He removed the pillow from his head.
I looked at the bags under his bloodshot eyes and how his eyelids were barely raised. Only the Gods above could fix how fucked up he looked.
"Well, I don't want you in the house moping around all day so we're going on a small trip," I made the gesture with my pointer finger and thumb almost touching.
"Cyd, I ain't tryna do shit taday. I just wanna chill."
"And we will.. once we get to where we going."
"How you just gon' expect me ta get up and go wheaeva when you ain't even tell me whea we goin'?"
"Cause I wanna make you feel better."
"You'ca make me feel betta if you just rode dis—" "August." I cut my eyes at him.
He smacked his lips, getting out the bed slowly. I followed him to the bathroom, standing in the door way.
"Please? If you don't like it, we can leave as soon as you say the words." We wouldn't leave if he held me at gunpoint.
He looked at me through the mirror, wetting his toothbrush, "Fine."
I walked to him, hugging him from behind, "Thank you."
I kissed his shoulder since it was the only thing I could reach at the moment. He wasn't making an effort to bend the slightest bit so I could reach his face.
"I'll pack your overnight bag, okay? You just relax and take some meds for that killer headache I know you have." I pulled the bottle of Advil from the cabinet and placed two on the counter.
"Ovanight bag?"
"Mhm, we got a flight to catch."
"Flight? Whea you takin' a nigga?" I left the bathroom ignoring his questions. He'd find out when we got the tickets.
*
"I can't buhlee you got my ass ta Nola." August sighed in the passenger seat.
His dark shades sat over his eyes as he was reclined back in the seat. His long legs stretched out as fas as they could go, sporting those infamous grey sweats. 👅💦
"I can't either," I mumbled. "I got us a hotel, close to your Maw Maw's place just in case you wanna visit. Didn't know if you wanted to stay there or..."
I looked over and he was knocked out again. Shaking my head, I continued the drive to our first stop.
"Aug, wake up." I tapped his shoulder, "August."
"What?"
"We're here," I undid my seatbelt as he let his seat up.
"You brought me outchea ta see Mel?" He looked around at the tombstones lining the rows of deceased people.
"You seemed lost, so while you were sleep I managed to get you out here so Mel can help you find your way back."
"I appreciate that, it means a lot. Startin' ta think you actually care about a nigga." He spoke again once we were outside the car.
"Aug really?" I rolled my eyes playfully.
The New Orleans air was hot and sticky. I was glad I changed on the plane because I don't think I would've survived in those leggings.
"What? You be mean as hell sometimes." He defended. "I be feelin' like you'on wanna fuck wit me sometimes."
"August! I'm not mean." I hit his arm. Although that was partially true, I denied it.
He got on my nerves on a day-to-day basis. Sometimes, I wouldn't mind dropping his ass off in the middle of nowhere and possibly coming back to get him later on. Possibly.
He stopped walking, "Mel said stop beating up his baby bro."
"I don't give a damn what Mel says, I'll hit you, beat you if I have to."
He laughed lightly to himself, "What's so funny?" I asked.
"Uhm, nothin'. Mel just thank you a trip and then sum." He stopped in front of his brothers grave.
"Well tell him thank you, I have to be to get you in line."
I smiled at his connection with Mel, how it was strong and how he felt comfortable enough to talk to him as if I could see and hear him too.
"You right," he mumbled as he crouched down in front of Mel.
"Oh, I forgot something in the car. I'll be right back." I walked away to get what I needed after he nodded.
August Alsina
"Cyd a real one ain't she, Mel? Did allis fa me and I ain't nobody special," I shook my head.
"And man. Oh man, this mornin' I was rough as hell but she neva left my side."
"Yea, man I seen dat. She cool fa you." I felt his presence heavy on my soul.
I agreed. If anythang, Cyd been like my rock and I greatly 'preciated it.
"Here," Cydney said behind me.
I looked back and it was a bottle of Hennessy. I cracked a smile, when you get this?" I know she ain't get it on tha plane.
"While you were kicked back, mouth all open, drooling, I stopped at the liquor store."
"You know a nigga so well." I took the bottle, opening it.
"Want me to leave you two alone?"
I shook my head, "Nah, it won't be long." She sat down beside me.
I didn't have a lot ta say this time and I was surprised. So much shit was goin' on in my life right na and I ain't wanna tell my brotha tha shit. Is that bad?
I guess I been confidin' in my girl so much, Mel wasn't tha first option anymo'. I wanted ta just enjoy bein' in his presence and bring good vibes.
"Mel-Man, Happy Birthday. You thirty, old as hell na." I chuckled.
I took a swig and po'd a bit in the ground fa Mel. Cyd took tha bottle from me and took a swig also, I chuckled some mo' as she just sat there like it was wata. I swear it was all a act around me tho.
"See Mel, my lady take that shit like a G. She take it betta than you eva did." I reminisced on tha time when we use ta just kick back and drank til tha bottle was empty. It took us all night cause we couldn't take tha burn, but Cyd just got tha throat of a steel.
"I may not tell you shit like I use ta but I know you watchin' everythang that's goin' on. You fa'eva on my mind."
Cyd laid ha head on my shoulda, "Can I say something to him?" I motioned fa ha ta go ahead.
"Hey Mel.. I know you really don't know me but I just wanna wish you a Happy Birthday. Aug speaks so highly of you and how you raised him to be a man, who is rather petty, but still a great guy."
She looked back at me and I looked at ha unamused. King of Petty, I kno'.
"But anyways, happy birthday again and maybe if you see my brother, tell him hi for me. He likes to be well known so I'm sure you'll hear him before you see him." She giggled.
I talked ta him fa alil but mo' and say my goodbyes. I ain't finish tha bottle of Henny this time cause my ass was still fucked up from earlier
"Thank you fa doin' this fa me." I said as we walked back ta tha car.
"No problem, I just don't want you to be cooped up like you were trying to be."
I opened tha drivers door fa ha since she ain't want me drivin' yet. When she got in, I rounded tha car and got in myself.
"So I figured since last time we were here and I messed up the trip for you—" "Yeen mess it up fa me but continue." I lied.
"I was wondering if you wanted to show me around some tomorrow. Our flight is like late tomorrow night, since I cleared your schedule."
"Uhm, how you did that?" I wondered. I pray ta god she ain't call up my manager.
"T did it for me."
Whew, "Oh aight." That was close. I still got a lotta shit ta tell ha but this weekend was not tha weekend fa that. "So whatchu got planned fa tanight?"
"Well you wanted to just chill so I guess grab some food then go to the hotel."
"Aight, well that's cool wit— hol' up." My phone rang in my pocket, "Damn."
"Helluh?" I answered.
"Boy! So you back in New Orleans and ain't tell nobody? I should skin your skinny ass alive!" My Maw Maw started yell at me.
I pulled tha phone away from my ear. Cyd was tryna stay in ha lane while she was laughin' at my Maw Maw.
"Maw, chillat na. I just got hea'."
"No tha hell you didn't! I have eyes and ears everywhere, you been in town fa a few hours and you ain't swing by?"
"Maw Maw.."
"Don't Maw Maw me, come by right now and dinner should almost be done."
"Fa'real? You ain't gotta do that." She started goin' off in my ear again and I finally agreed.
I sighed, "Cyd take a left right thea'. Maw Maw I'a be thea' soon."
"Okay, see you soon." She hung up on me.
I shook my head, she is way too old ta be shufflin' 'round tha kitchen, cookin' a big meal. Fa just us.
*
"Aight, we 'bout ta head out na." I pushed Cyd off my shoulda. "Always leanin' on a nigga, gone somewhea." I joked and she gave me that nigga fuck off face.
I laughed and stood befo' pullin' ha up. I pecked ha lips and she rolled ha eyes. My Maw came from 'round tha corna. She was in tha kitchen.
"Whea y'all goin'? Back to Atlanta?"
"Nah, we got a hotel fa tha night."
"Hotel? You know you could've just stayed hea. I'd love tha company."
"I know, Maw Maw. But tha room already booked and paid fa."
"Well cancel and get a refund." She crossed ha arms, obviously annoyed with me. She wanted me ta stay and I undastood.
I walked ta tha front door. I let Cyd out ahead of me and my grandma was behind me.
I looked back at Cyd and she wasn't payin' attention ta me, she was lookin' at all tha flowas lined up against tha sidewalk n' shit.. "I'd love ta, but I kinda wanna spend some alone time wit Cyd. She planned this whole trip and I wanna—"
"Oh so y'all goin' ta tha hotel and gettin' a head start on baby makin'?! Why didn't you just say that?" She practically pushed me out tha door.
"Maw, wait I ain't say allat—" "Gon' na! Give me some mo' great grand kids before I kill ova."
I chuckled, "Aight Maw Maw, no promises."
Cyd told ha bye and waved, "What was she talking about?"
"Nothin' important." I opened tha door fa ha. This time I got inta tha drivers seat since I was sobered up.
"What hotel we stayin' at?"
"Windsor Court, off.. Gravier St. I think." She said unsure of tha street but I knew whea she was talkin' 'bout.
"Okaaay, you bawlin' I see." I chuckled. As I headed in that direction.
"How? I used your AMEX." She shrugged.
The smile from my face dropped, "You what?" We was at a red light so I looked at ha.
She looked up from ha phone wit a smile on ha face, "It was a joke Aug." she started laughin'.
"Mane, don't play wit my money like dat mane." I check my bank account statement at tha next light. My shit was still thea.
"Awh, did I make you mad? The New Orleans came out in you." She giggled.
I pulled off, "Man whateva." I waved ha off.
"I'm sawwy, Wugga." She leaned ova ta me and kissed up on my neck and tha side of my face.
"Mane, gon' somewhea," I shooed ha and she laughed leavin' me alone.
"I know you want tha draws but have some class, can we get ta tha hotel first?"
She looked at me shocked and hit my arm. I laughed. She should be use ta a nigga talkin' reckless like dat by na.
I parked and we check inta tha hotel. Cydney took ha showa and I went in afta ha. I tried ta get ha ta save water and showa tagetha but you know how dat shit went.
We was chillin' wit tha TV off just enjoyin' tha silence. She was wrapped up 'round me and had ha head on my chest while I sat up against tha headboard.
"I just wanna thank you again fa this. I said and kissed tha top of ha head. "I kno' you bout ti'ed a'hearin' me say say."
"I am. So because of that I'm not gonna say 'your welcome'."
"Can I at least have a kiss instead then?"
"Mhm," she nodded while leanin' up ta me.
"Anotha one." She gave me anotha one, "anotha one."
"Okay, Khaled." She giggled and gave me another one.
It turned inta a make out session and I pulled ha onta my lap. My hand was all ova ha ass while our tongues wrestled. I ended up flippin' tha both of us and she was on ha back while I was on top. I couldn't stop myself as I started grindin' my dick against ha.
"Aug," she moaned slightly as she put ha hand between us.
She was givin' me mixed signals. She was stoppin' me but at tha same, moanin' my name. I took the safe route and eased up.
"My bad, ma." I replied not wantin' ta. But as a man, as ha man, I wanted to respect ha wishes.
She started up tha kissin' again and I decided ta follow ha lead this time. Breathin' harda than befo', on my life I swear, I was gon' explode. If I ain't get shit tanight, I was gon' be in tha bathroom tha rest of this trip.
"Fuck," I mumbled and felt ha smile between kisses. "So you thank this funny huh?" I pulled away and stared at ha.
She pulled my face back down ta continue what I stopped.
I ain't find shit funny. I found it crazy actually. Tha first time I fucked, I ain't even feel like this wit a broad. It took everythang and ha power ta turn me on. Na look at me, all Cyd gotta do is put alil peck on my neck and she could be pregnant like dat.
"Aight, aight." I said outta breath, "I can't do this no mo', you fuckin' wit my head too much."
She was outta breath too, "Do what? I just wanna," she grabbed my face again, kissin' me. "Kiss you're perfect lil' face."
"Ah uh. This," I motioned between us, "I can't do this if you ain't gon' gimme mo' then dat. I'm just bein' honest."
Cydney Michaels
"I don't wanna put you in a position whea' you have a flashback a'sum. That's not what I wanna do ta you again." August confessed.
He removed hisself from me, and sat back. One of his legs folded under him while the other bent at a angle with his elbow resting on it. I noticed his lil' big thing was at full attention through his basketball shorts.
My eyes trailed back to his eyes and he matched my stare.
"Aug, you know what the word no means right?"
He nodded.
"Then I should be fine," I sat up and grabbed his face between my two hands, kissing his nose. "You should be fine." I kissed his lips, "If you wanna stop, I get it babe."
"Nah, that's tha thang. I don't wanna stop. I wanna go farther."
My eyes widened at his bluntness and I pulled my hands away from his face. His eyes softened at me.
"I'm sorry it's just how I feel, but I'm willin' ta wait on you fa wheneva you ready." He accent grew thicker as his voice got lower.
The way he said it, had me wanting to throw it at him. He was ready to go and ready to wait at the same time. I tried to ignore how I felt, but maybe this was it. I was ready and I just didn't know how to express it.
I pursed my lips for a kiss and he rewarded me with one. Passionately, our tongues wrestled like it was no tomorrow and he finally gave in letting me win.
I pushed him backwards to lay back on the bed and he did so. I straddled him with ease as his hands traveled from gripping my waist to cupping my butt. He did that thing where he half smiled and bit his lip, sexiest thing ever.
I couldn't help but to kiss his lips and he was eager to do the same to mind and he flipped our position again and ended back on top of me. He was a man who wanted to take control and I respected that.
I felt him smiling through the kiss, which only made me smile more. He went for my neck and oh my god, can you say pleasurable as fuck? I'm sure he left his mark in multiple places. It'd never felt like this before.
I thought too quickly; better yet I didn't think at all, I grabbed at his shorts that were already low on his hips, pulling them down farther.
"Cyd, what you doin'?" He asked between kisses as he pushed my hands away.
"I want you August." I said, "let me have you." I pulled at his shorts again and he pulled way.
"Cyd you ain't ready." He said with a slight laugh before going for my lips again.
How dare he laugh at my attempt to give him all of me.
"Yes I am." I went for his shorts again but he stopped me again. "August I thought this was what you wanted?"
He stop trying to kiss me, "Yeah but I want you ta want it too."
"I do August, that's why I'm —" "No Cydney. You doin' it ta make me happy."
"Same thing."
"No it's not. Cyd listen ta me." He lifted my chin.
"I luh yo' ass waaay too much ta do sum ta you that you don't want me ta. 'Specially in a fuckin' hotel in da slumps. You deserve betta than that."
"You love me?"
"Cyd, you askin' rhetorical questions na. Of course I luh yo' delusional ass. Ion kno' whateva tha hell you feelin' right na but it ain't right. You holdin' on ta a good thang, don't be givin' it up and you don't wanna, aight? Na lay down."
Moment ruined.
He pulled back the covers not giving me a chance to answer. I got under them and so did he. After turning the lamp off, he pulled me to his body and I instantly snuggled myself closer to him.
My butt grazed his awoken friend and he winced a little before shifting.
"Sorry."
He chuckled , "It's fine. I thank you should turn around Y'know . Be easier fa me."
I turned in his arms careful of his condition, "You probably think I'm some hoe now."
"Nah, neva dat." He closed his eyes, "You just a confused lil' girl that's it. You'll kno' when you really ready baybeh."
He kissed my forehead pulling me closer to him. I nodded in reply feeling ashamed. I can't believe I came on to him like that, then he stops as if he didn't want me. Then tells me he loves me..
"August?
"Go to sleep, please."
"Thank you for having half a mind to stop. I don't know what —" "Hush, it's aight. You thankin' on it too much."
The tiredness grew in his voice as he spoke. It was a matter of seconds before he would sleeping like a baby. I had more to say but I decided to leave it alone.
I finally drifted to sleep when the beating of his heart cleared my head making me more and more tired.
Writing towards the end of this chapter and I found out that Sydney is literally in New Orleans right now. Well then🤔
I need help y'all. I need names for August's third leg lol. I don't wanna do Mr. Classy but something funny and childish that Cyd would say but something that'll get on Augs nerves at the same time. I'm leaning towards one I've mentioned before but I'm not sure.