August
The next day I woke up and I wasn't feeling good at all. My head was pounding like I had a hangover and my whole body was sore, I felt weak.
I sat up and grabbed my phone off the nightstand and went straight to my momma contact.
Aug: Ma, u up? Feeling sick 🤒 - 9:45 AM.
Mama: What's wrong? - 9:50 AM
Aug: My head is pounding and my body feel weak. Just come, moved the spare key. It's under the door mat. - 9:56 AM
Mama: Such a unique hiding spot son. I'm on my way. - 9:56 AM
I laughed at her lil remark before going to my other unread messages - A few from Lola, one from my niece, and the last one from Celiné. Last night we exchanged numbers and I promised I'd text first, but she beat me.
I opened her message and texted her back.
Celiné: Good morning. I really enjoyed our conversation last night. Thanks for helping me out. - 7:23 AM.
August: No biggie 😬 Chad good? - 9:58 AM.
Celiné: Just waking up? And yes. I think he misses you though ☺️. - 10:00 AM.
August: Mhm, he told you that? - 10:01 AM.
Celiné: Okay 😂 It's me that misses you. Can I come by? - 10:02 AM.
August: Nah not right now, feeling sick. - 10:02 AM
Celiné: U need anything? - 10:02
AM.
August: Hmm...🤔 - 10:03 AM
Celiné: Nvm. Bye boy 😂😂 - 10:03 AM.
I laughed at her last message before putting my phone down. I got up and walked to my bathroom so I could brush my teeth and wash my face.
"Damn I need an edge up.." I spoke to myself while running my fingers through my hair.
After I got done with my morning routine, I walked downstairs and I seen my mama in the kitchen and it smelled like she was making soup.
"When you get here?" I asked her as I sat at the island.
"I been got here, boy. I just didn't disturb you because no telling who you may have in the bed." She joked.
"Yea, yea. What you making?"
"Well, I'm making myself some broccoli cheese soup - You can eat whatever. I brought you your medicine though." She smirked.
"What you get?" I asked before grabbing the Walgreens bag.
"I grabbed you a bottle of Tylenol and some Benadryl, and you said you been feeling weak right?" She looked at me.
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Celiné
Fanfiction|August Alsina FanFic| Celiné is twenty-two years old and is battling her way through a divorce from her crazy husband, Derrick. They have one son together, Chad, who is eight months old and means the world to Celiné. As Celiné is going through he...
