Chapter 12

A/N: before I start, I'm gonna clear up some questions and assumptions that were in the comments. Viola has never dated or had any sexual encounters with a guy. So, no. She's never dated August or Keenon. She just knows things about them. Viola does not like Esined. Viola likes Porscha. Y'all can stop calling Viola a hoe now lmao. That is all.

August

"Hey babe," Chantelle sat down in front of me at lunch with a smile on her face. She leaned over to kiss me and I faked a cough. "Really Aug?"

"I'm feelin' unda the weatha," I lied.

"What's wrong?"

I started laughin' ta myself.

I knew dat peaceful mess I planned wasn't gonna even work. I was gonna snap first and not ask questions later. I couldn't even play nice guy wit her.

"What's his name?" I asked, bitin' into my sub.

"What?"

I wiped my mouth with a napkin then took a sip of my water. "You can't hea'?"

"August, what are you talking about?"

"Don't play wit me,"

She started laughin'.

"I look like I'm laughin' ta you? I'm two seconds away from slappin' you,"

She tried to put on a genuinely confused face. "No seriously, August. Chill,"

"No seriously, Chantelle. Chill," I mocked her voice. "I went to yo house the otha day,"

"And?"

"Yo mama seemed really happy and energetic ta be dyin' from cancer,"

"You think I'm lying about my mom having cancer? You are freaking crazy,"

"But you the one who got a whole 'notha dude on the side, got me taking care of him, his kids, and yo broke ass. You lied and said yo mama had cancer. I'm the crazy one, right?!"

Chantelle got up and stormed off. I followed right behind her. I was nowhere near finished wit her.

"Leave me alone," she said.

I pulled her back. "You shut up and listen when I'm talkin' ta you!"

"Get your hands off of me!" She snatched away.

I snatched her back ta me and she had tears runnin' down her cheeks.

"Fuck yo tears! Where's my money?"

"I spent it!"

"Betta unspend dat shit! Niggas like me work hard fa what they got! Hoes like you outchea scammin' and lyin' 'bout mamas havin' cancer so they can get some money!" I yelled in her face. "You a pathetic bitch and I want my money!"

By now there was a small crowd around us.

Chantelle looked around and tears continued ta fall down her cheeks. She pushed me and I pushed her back up against the vendin' machine.

"You're hurting and embarrassing me!"

"Imma do more than hurt and embarrass you. Gimme my shit back," I held out my hand.

"August stop," she cried.

"Nah. I made you! And now I'm about ta break you. Everything you got on, I bought it! I bought most of the stuff you own!"

"Please stop," she sobbed. "I'm sorry,"

"It's too late fa sorries. Gimme my earrings back. Now," I scowled.

She took them out of her ears and placed them in my hand.

"The watch,"

She took it off and put it in my hand along wit the diamond earrings.

"I expect all of my money ta be returned ta me," I said. I began ta walk away, but then I noticed that she still had on the diamond necklace that I bought her. I reached my hand out and snatched it from her neck.

She started actin' a fool after I did dat. She started hittin' me and shit while I was tryna walk away. Screamin' and tellin' dat I couldn't do this ta her.

"Fuck you, August!" She pushed my head roughly and hit me on my back.

I turned around and pushed her ta the ground wit all of my force, makin' her slide on the floor. "Keep yo hands off me! Dats the last of you hittin' me! We done!"

I was held back by a few people who were watchin' everything go down. I had cameras on me and security shortly came ta get me.

"Alright! Move along! Nothing to see here! Cameras off, get to class!" They clapped their hands and got everyone away from me.

They had the biggest security guard holdin' me back.

I was mad as hell. My jaw was clenched and my fist were balled.

I noticed dat Esined was apart of the circle and watched everything. I wished dat she hadn't seen that side of me. I knew she'd look at me differently now.

She stared as I was taken away by security.

I looked forward and tried ta avoid lookin' at her.

When we made it ta the office, Chantelle and I had ta go in separately and tell our stories of what happened. She went first and then I went.

Of course, we both were suspended for violence. She was suspended for two weeks and I was suspended for one. They gave me a pass because I rarely get in trouble.

They watched the tapes and her ass lied about everything that happened. She was sayin' dat I had choked and slapped her. I didn't, but I should have.

When Chantelle's mom came ta pick her up, she looked at me and went ta the office. I guess they showed her the video.

"So, you're hitting boys?" She asked Chantelle.

Chantelle stayed quiet.

"All that August has done for you and you treated him like he was a rug that you could walk all over. You owe him thousands of dollars and you are paying him back every single penny of it. You will be working now and in the summer,"

"Mama, what about New York? This isn't fair!"

"There is no New York! I cancelled your flight and you are no longer going. I told your cousin that you won't be seeing her this summer. And life isn't fair. It wasn't fair to August that you were taking his money!"

"Mama, please," she cried.

Her mama pulled her by the ear. "Shut up. Don't make me hurt you in front of these people," she said through gritted teeth. She signed Chantelle out and got her homework for the rest of the week.

Chantelle rolled her eyes and her mama popped her in the lip.

"Roll them again!"

Chantelle covered her mouth.

"August, sweetie," she walked over ta me. "Again, I apologize for everything that has happened and I will make sure you get every penny back. Just send me the amount that she owes you and I'll make sure you get it all, okay?"

I nodded and we hugged. "Thank you, Ms. Harris,"

"I'm proud of you for standing up for yourself," she rubbed my back. "I'll see you later, okay?"

I nodded. "See ya,"

We released from our hug and she snapped her fingers at Chantelle.

"Let's go,"

Chantelle followed behind her and left.

"Hi, are you the guardian of August?" The secretary asked Mel when he walked in.

"Somethin' like dat," he shrugged.

"I'm sorry, but I can't let you take him home unless you are his parent,"

"Why would I take him home when he got his own car?" He looked at her like she was stupid. "I'm just tryna sign my lil brotha out,"

"I can't let you do that,"

Mel smacked his lips. "Pretty sure I signed dat paper ta be on the list ta take him home. Excuse me," He took the pen from her hand and signed me out. "C'mon lil bro,"

"Sir, you cannot take him with you," she stood up.

I stood up and began ta follow Mel.

"Ma'am, he is seventeen years old. You da secretary, you know da rules. You know he can leave on his own. Miss me widdat extra,"

"He cannot leave because of his actions. His guardian must speak with the principal before he leaves,"

"Well, tell Mrs. J I said wassup," he flicked his hand. "C'mon," he put his hand on my shoulder.

"Did you buzz me?" Mrs. Johnson came out of her office, questionin' the secretary.

"Yes. This man is trying to pick up August-"

"Hello Melvin," Mrs. Johnson smiled.

"Wassup, Mrs. J?" He smiled.

Mrs. Johnson turned to the secretary. "Did you not check the checkout listings for August? His brother, Melvin, name is on the list. He can pick up August,"

"She was tellin' me dat I had ta speak ta you befo' leavin'. When y'all come up widdat rule?"

"Beginning of this year. Can you both come to my office for a moment?"

The secretary looked as if she felt stupid while we went ta Mrs. Johnson's office.

The video was played back fa Mel and he was tryin' not ta smile. Evil ass.

"As you can see, they were both in a physical and verbal altercation," Mrs. Johnson said. "Between us, I don't blame you, August. Lord knows that girl is troublesome,"

Mel started laughin'. "She's crazy,"

"Trust me, I know,"

"How?" I asked.

"She's dating my nephew,"

"Oh really? Your nephew has a baby?"

"No,"

"Wait..." I looked at Mel.

"Told you she a hoe," he mumbled.

"I mean-" he tried ta correct himself because Mrs. Johnson heard him.

"It's fine," she said.

"Ain't dat crazy? The girl you loved and gave ya all to cheated on you wit multiple guys," I shook my head.

"I'm sorry to hear that. I'm going to tell my nephew about her ass," she mumbled, causin' us ta laugh.

Mel gasped, actin' shocked. "Mrs. J. I'm appalled,"

"Don't you act brand new," she joked. "Well, I will see you back in school next week, August,"

We all stood. Mel and Mrs. Johnson hugged before we said our goodbyes. I got my papers and left wit Mel.

"I ain't neva trustin' anotha broad," I said as we walked through the parkin' lot.

"Wit dat shit she pulled, i'on blame you, lil bro. But don't let dat one silly hoe keep you from findin' the love you deserve from a girl, ya heard me?"

"Yeah, I hear you," I mumbled.

He looked at me. "You tryna smoke when we get home?"

I nodded.

"You need ta vent too or nah?"

"Yeah. A lil bit,"

"Drive safe bro. See you at da crib,"

We hugged before goin' our separate ways. I went ta my car and he went ta his.

I felt dat even though I ended things wit Chantelle, it wasn't really ova.

-I hope that was satisfying enough.

I know y'all wanted him to stomp her ass tho. Smh. Evil asses lmao.

I start school Wednesday. Meaning a bad thing, less updates :[ not like I really update anyway, according to some of y'all lmfao.

Y'all probably thought that Esined was gonna do something to Chantelle. She's not... Yet at least.

Buttttuuuuhhh! That's all. Want the next chapter in August or Esined's POV?

Anyway. Comments and votes are appreciated.

Much love, Shia.