August Alsina & Jazmine Sullivan Fanfic.
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The characters in this book WILL NOT be famous.
This book is going to contain a general amount of PROFANITY AND SE...
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August
24 hours had past by, after getting the call from Wesley that Jazmine was still unresponsive Aug made a few calls back home to NOLA.
He was out for blood. For Dante and whoever else was on his team. If it meant him getting killed in the end he had one goal and one goal only.
Killing Dante!
After he dropped Jazmine off at the ER and called her folks he hit the streets looking for any signs of him.
Little did he know just as he was looking for Dante , Dante was looking for him.
Calling his old boss that owe him a favor, he hit call and placed the phone up to his ear.
"Haha, if ain't my boy Aug.. wassup you ready to get back to these streets?"
"Nah man I can't I got two kids that need me, but I called cause I need that favor you owe me." August stated getting straight to the point.
"Aight yung blood, what can I do for ya?"
"I need you to call up yo boy Chino and get some information on this nigga name Dante Wilson."
"Aight, give me a few hours I'll hit you back."
"Good looking boss." August said being appreciative.
"Aye Aug? If you need anything you know i got you , I don't mix business with personal biz but, you was a loyal worker and I consider you fam."
"Straight up , same here KG. Thanks again man."
And with that he hung up the phone sitting there waiting.
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Travis
I woke up looking around and soon realized I was in the hospital. I couldn't talk due to a tube being down my throat.
"Your finally up." I heard someone say.
Looking in the direction of the voice, My eyes must been playing tricks on me . Angela stood there looking at me.
"The doctor said you were lucky usually in situations like this the patient doesn't make it. But you, your a soldier. He said you were fighting for your life. You died twice on the table." She said coming closer to my bed.
Looking at her, I could tell she was tired just it was all in her eyes. I wanted to be mad but I couldn't. At least she showed up, better late than never.
"I know your wonder why I left without calling , but I'll explain when your well and can actually talk." She said rubbing my head.
I had so many thoughts running through my mind at once, which caused me to have a sudden headache.
Trying to fight this headache, I closed my eyes for a bit. But that seem to make it worst.
I felt oxygen in my lungs slowly evaporate causing me to panic. I heard 5 different voices at once and a loud beep.
"He's collapsing" "His lungs are crashing"
"1, 2, 3" "Again!!"
The male voice counted down but at this point my eyes wouldn't open and I just felt lifeless.
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Dante
As he pulled into the driveway of his home, he kilt the engine as he begin to get out of his car.
Feeling paranoid he reached under his driver sit for his gun, as he retrieved his weapon, a black figure busted the glass to his window.
Cocking the gun the voice order his to step out of the car.
One blow to the head, knocking him out cold, he heard a familiar voice say:
"Got his bitch ass, put him in the trunk!"
To be continued...
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