Instant Love VII: Final Decision {Heptalogy August Alsina Story}

~ 47 *Cont.* ~

**Mariah Outfit in MM**

Mariah POV:

When I walk in tha restaurant, I see Erica. Terrence came wit me cuz befoe I left Aug jogged downstairs and tol' him ta come wit me. I juss said okay and walked out. I push my hair back and sigh. I cut my hair short again cuz it's easier ta deal wit. Anyways...I really don't feel like dealin' wit ha or anybody fa dat matta. I'm not tha type who likes ta talk unless we close. And juss cuz she Trey wife...don't mean we close. I wasn't even dat close wit Trey. And na dat I know tha shit he did...Ion fuck wit him at all...

Terrence: "Imma be watchin' you"

Me: "Yea I know"

I walked ova ta where she was and sat down. I put my phone on tha table since I left my purse in tha Escalade and looked at ha

Me: "Wassup?"

Erica: "Wassup? Wassup is the fact that Aug shot Trey in the arm and you punched his faced. Don't chu know I can report this shit to the police..."

All dis attitude. I juss took a breather and looked at ha

Me: "Watch yo attitude. I ain't wit dat shit ta'day. And if you were gonna report it...theeen...you shoulda done it. You still have time. Do it. Ion care. But if you must know. Tha nigga deserved it. Especially fa what tha fuck he did ta me..."

Erica: "What are you talkin' about?"

Me: "So your husband didn't tell you? Hmm. I wonder why. Well let's see. Lemme make it short. Tha nigga tried ta get my ass killed. Twice actually. Hell...prolly moe than dat. I was too pissed ta hear tha rest. And ta top it off. One of tha times was while I was pregnant. And because of his dumbass...I miscarried a child dat could be hea' right na. So you lucky Aug didn't release a full clip on his beige ass"

She juss looked at me

Me: "Well ya quiet na. Anythang else ta say?"

Erica: "Yea. You ain't have to do all that. Bitch that was uneeded"

I juss had an ERRRR! moment. I juss stared at ha. I can feel my anger risin'

Me: "Imma stay calm. I swore I wouldn't do shit" I said tappin' my foot

I can feel Terrence starin' at me so Ion botha ta look at him

Erica: "And exactly what would you do? Please tell me"

Me: "Hard ta describe. I prefer ta show it. You lucky I can't"

Erica: "No honey. You won't. Big fuckin' difference. How would you feel if Trey and I did that to Aug?"

Me: "Fa one...yes honey. I will. And secondly...there is a big fuckin' difference between Aug and Trey. Trey is fake as fuck. Aug wouldn't do dat shit ta you or anybody he coo' wit. Bitch know yo shit. Aug wouldn't have brought anotha bitch in yo relationship ta fuck shit up. Aug wouldn't trynna get chu killed. Aug wouldn't have you kidnapped. And Aug damn sho' wouldn't have you shot up then endin' up havin' a miscarriage. And there's prolly somemoe shit....we'ont know about. We wouldn't let him get ta it cuz I was busy bustin' his shit up and then basically kicked his ass out. Be happy he made it home wit tha ability ta walk"

She slowly nodded. Then she threw ha drink on me. Na y'all know I'm crazy. Tha table ain't dat big. So I took tha time out and put my phone on tha couch. Then I hit tha bitch wit tha table and beat ha ass wit it. I threw tha table and kicked tha bitch. I have on heels so I know tha shit hurt. She grabbed my leg and I leaned down and punched ha in tha face

Terrence: "GET THA FUCK OUT THA WAY!" He yelled

I can hear him comin' towards me. I got two moe punches in and he grabbed me. I grabbed tha bottle of Vodka, poured it on ha then threw tha bottle at ha. And yes it hit tha hoe