Hold You Down (August Alsina Story)(editing)

Ch11-Secrets

Megan's POV

"fuck!" I said as I was stretching. I looked around and seen I wasn't in my bed or room. "what da fuck happen?" I asked out loud. I looked around & seen tha flat screen tv on tha white cream colored wall. I looked over tha Otha side of da bed & noticed it was nobody ther. I'm in August's room , ion know where nothing is at.i been in here once & that was in da dark.I got out tha bed & walked to tha dresser that was against tha wall. I found one of August's black nike shirt ,& a pair of sweatpants . I slipped them on and headed downstairs. I walked into tha kitchen , I ain't see any one. I walked back into tha main area and seen a door open that leads to tha basement. I stood at the top and heard voices , I made out August's voice and made my way down tha steps.
"hey" I said awkwardly to every body that was down there. I took a seat on tha red couch that was across from where August and his two cousins were seated. They was playing tha game but August wasn't.
"what happen last night?" I asked him. I began to rub my head everything is a big blur with me. He looked ova to me. "ya don't remember? " he answered my question with one. I shook my head No. " tha last thing I rememba is goin to Mansion Élan." I sat back on tha couch. Shiid I barley even remember that. I must of been real fucked up.
"ya broke into ma house, drunk most of my liquor " he told me. I placed my hand over my mouth for embarrassment. "Oh my gosh I'm soo sorry." I apologized. "how drunk was I?" i asked it's a certain amount that I drink. He raised his eyebrows confused
"it's just Robin said wen I get over certain a limit i start talkin bout this guy I seen...never mind" I cut myself off before I said any more. It's a lot of stuff that happened in my past that I'm not proud of and I have a habitat of tellin it wen I get to much of alcohol on my system. August looked at me. "huh?" he asked em. "nun ima just go check my phone." I said and went up stairs.
I walked in to tha kitchen to so happen to find my purse and cell phone on tha charger. I took it off tha charger & seen I had hella miss calls & text messages. I dialed Robin number & she answered on tha 2nd ring. "where tha fuck are ya.?" she asked worried. "I'm at August house." I told ha. "did ya fuck?" she asked , I knew she was gon ask that. "no, he said I broke in. aye um.. u rememba wen I got drink dat one time & ya was like I was talkin bout sum.?" I asked to see if she remember. ion know why but I woke thinking about this guy I seen get murdered 3years ago. "u was tellin me bout a guy in New Orleans, why u told August, please tell me you didn't tell him. Megan dats a turn off , but shid he might like dat gangbanger shit." she said popping ha gum. "I'm not a gang banger. " I heard some noise by tha kitchen door, I turned around & didn't see any one. "it's just I'm not tha one to mess with. What happen to Cameron, he called me but I ain't answer." I said referring to tha missed calls I had from him. "guuhh dat nigga was heated like he was goin off on er'body , wen ya left. I'm surprised he ain't find ya he was li-" "dat nigga ain't bout shit." I said cuttin her off. Cameron haven't seen a damn gun a day in his life. I had to teach him tha strings & ropes bout that shit. "I'll find him before he finds him, " I said laughing. I looked up & seen August& his cousin in da kitchen.I wonder how long they been in here. "u a killa & a fuckin shoota. I knew ya ass wasn't innocent wen I met cha, I'm bestfriends with a real nigga." she said all hyped over tha phone. I laughed "girl, I'm not no killa or shoota, I was just taught well. Plus it ain't cute for a girl to be doin all this." I smirked.

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August's POV

I can't shake this shit off my mind, da stuff Megan tol me last night bout ha seeing brotha gettin killed. It's trippin me up, ....like dis shit ain't right, sum not addin up bout dis guh. She seen Mel get killed, den she down hea' in Atl wit me, now she dancin back up wit me and we gotta thang fo each otha. Yea I gotta thang fo Megan but now ion know any more. She lied & she knows important info. I ain't tell ha wat she told me last night, cuse I gotta plan fo ha. I can't be mad cuz she ain't know who dat was, but still sumbody could of spoken up , but ha ass didn't. I found out wat really happen to my brotha da night he died, wen she was tellin me i pictured er'thang.. like I was der. My olda brotha got murdered & I heard da full story. Knownin dat dem niggas still living..... got me ready to go back ta my own ways. I need ta keep Megan close, she knows a lot....too much. I'll try ta be nice but now my mind not right. Terion & I walked into da kitchen while Megan was ona phone talkin bout killa & shoota, I knew sum was up wit da girl. She got off da phone & looked up at me. I'm tryin to avoid it but she keeps lookin at me. "August wats wrong?" ha sweet soft voice asked me. 'bitch ya saw my brotha get killed & ain't say shit!' is what I wanna say but ima settle for "nun." i said walkin over ta da refrigerator. She stepped outta my way. I scanned at da stove digital clock & seen it's 10:45 am. Rachel & Ford should be on der way. She notice me lookin at da clock. "I should get going." she asked me. I shrugged ma shoulders cuse ion give af wat she do. "August wat tha fuck is ya problem.?" she yelled gettin in my face. Dis guh got sum big guts stepping up ta me. "Megan get outta ma face ma." I snapped ta ha. My patience is very little wit ha right now. "no , we have a problem so I wanna know" she lowered a voice. she rested ha arms on da island . "I said shit ain't wrong wid me." I lowered my voice to ha. She thru up ha hands & walked out tha kitchen. I made sure she was outta sight before I talked ta Terion. "nigga I'm glad ya ain't spazz out on ha." he said leaving up against that kitchen closer door. "I cant do dat, I need ta keep ha close." I tell him "ima get my nigga Chance ta keep an eye on ha." I added. If Megan knows who Mel's killers are dey probably still outcha & dey probably lookin fo ha. So wid dat being said Chance, my nigga from high school gon look afta ha behind da scene.