Alsina's

Car Trouble

(This book is coming to an end pretty soon. Be on the look out for that sequel SOON ✌ Plus having a new story put out tonight or tomorrow or when?!)

August POV
Nine months. My advisor said I only have to serve nine months in this shit hole. I'm already four months in. Five more to go... Megan was motivation.

"What you doing?"

"I'm rubbing stretch mark cream on my stomach. Believe it or not I'm getting fat."

"Weight is just a number, just like age babe."

"Well I gained ten pounds. That's a number for you."

"Stop."

"What are you doing?"

"Uhh. On my way to the prison the fuck you think I'm doing?" That didn't come out as planned and sounded rather harsh.

"Chill..."

"My bad...when you coming back?"

"I don't know. Maybe not for a while."

"I got five more months."

"Wait? You don't have to serve the whole year?"

"Nope, only nine months."

"That's actually perfect."

"You're actually perfect."

"Maybe not so much...but look I gotta run. Work in twenty minutes."

"What time you get off."

"Eight."

"Okay then. Bye."

"Bye."

Mimi POV
Maybe one more visit and that's it. I just couldn't do it...
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I pull up to work determined to leave exactly at eight o'clock. Sometimes I be staying over. But not today. I'm already tired and my feet be killing me by the end of the night.
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"Can you stay until closing tonight?" My boss asked right when I walked in.

"Oh no Ms Sharon. I can't do it?"

"Well why not?"

"I just don't feel well enough to be on my feet all night. Please understand?"

Being the Sharon that she is, come over to me and rub my forehead, and my chest and my upper abdomen.
"Are you alright?"

I pull away from her, give a fake smile, and say, "I'm fine."
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Came eight o'clock, I clocked out, said bye to everyone and then walked to my car.

As soon as I went to open the door, I felt a metal-like thing pressured on my head. I soon realized it was a gun to my head and I was probably about to die...
"Get. In the car. And don't say a word. Or I'll take your head off right now."

I don't make a sound or even breathe, I do as told.

I get in the car, thankful for the gun not being against my head.

The guy joins me in the car. Sitting on the passenger side. I wish I could see what he looked like, but I was too shocked and scared to even move.

"Start the car and pull into the empty lot across the street." I do it, again, with no hesitation.

"I bet you're wondering who I am by now aren't you? It's okay. You don't need to know right now. But you wanna know something we both know?-" I didn't respond-"Say yes bitch!"

"Yes."

"We both know your precious boy August. We call him A. I bet you call him baby, or honey, or future - husband. Well, I know right now he's in the Pen. But could you call him or write him and tell him: there won't be no future once he gets out...You have a good night Megan."