August POV

Me and Nicole are just sitting in my office talking sh*t and laughing until I get a knock on the office door.

"I'll go see who it is. I'll be right back." I told Nicole.

I walk to my door and when I open it I see my nigga Derrick.

"Hey my ni-"

I was cut off when Derrick two-pieced my a** in the nose for no reason.

"F*ck you raping my wife for?!" Derrick yelled.

Nicole ran to the door where me and Derrick was just to see what was going on.

F*ck you mean raping yo wife?! I never raped nobody?" I yelled back.

"Well why would Grace call me and say you raped her dumb a**?" He continued.

"Nigga she said y'all broke up and she said she wanted this d*ck so I gave her the d." I responded.

"Nigga now I know you-"

"August is telling the truth. She did call saying y'all broke up and she asked for the d." I crossed my arms and laughed at what I said.

"See and she should know because she was there. Nigga I think you broke my nose!" I yelled.

"How- this just ain't right we are married." Derrick cried.

"She just a gold digger man. We were much better than her crusty a**" I preached as my nose was starting to swell.

Derrick nodded as he agreed with what August said.

"I'm sorry man, we cool?"  Derrick asked.

"We cool." I answered as I gave Derrick dap.

I was starting to think why would Grace start to lie about all this mess and drama.

"Man, my nigga. I believe this is only the beginning." I said very seriously.

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Nicole POV

After the little drama between Derrick and August, I decided to just go home and relax and hit up my best friend,Alisa.

So I called Alisa and she picked up and answered.

"Hey bestfriend." Alisa answered.

"Hey girl," I responded.

"Did you find out who your record producer was?" Alisa asked.

"I never told you?"

"Nawww your record producer is August Alsina. Of course you didn't tell me jacka**." Alisa said sarcastically.

I went quiet for a couple of minutes before I told her who my record producer was.

"Actually, he is August Alsina." I finally said.

"Say what?" Alisa responded.

"August. Alsina. Is. My. Record. Producer. Do. You. Need. A. Hearing. Aid?" I said slowly.

"No and I'm surprised you even managed to be working with August Alsina. Girls would literally kill to be in your place right now." Alisa continued.

"True but girl, Imma have to letcha go because today was long as f*ck and I need my beauty sleep." I yawned.

"I feel ya girl. Maybe we can hang tomorrow. I can't keep being cooped up with my boyfriend all day with his freaky self." Alisa laughed.

I laughed and we told each other bye and hung up to rest. I love Alisa because she like a sister to me. We been best friends since we was literally in diapers. That's some good friendship right there. She's always been someone I can go to in my time of need and we always fought together.

As I was think about our friendship. I scenerio of the moment someone tried to fight my friend and we tag teamed that b*tch, Grace.

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"I know you ain't trying to talk when you been f*cking all these niggas on the low." Alisa said with a attitude.

As we were in the hallways people started to gather around as Grace, Me, and Alisa were all standing there roasting.

"At least I get niggas." Grace said.

"Thot!" Some random boy yelled in the crowed that caused everybody to laugh and made Grace flustered.

"Grace, you can't get mad because you think you the sh*t when really you compare to something my toilet." Alisa said.

"Yo turd looking head a**" I said that caused laughter to break out again.

Grace finally got to the point where she wanted to square up on us.

"You can talk all that sh*t but when it come face to face you can't say nun." Grace said as she got all up in Alisa face.

"Man get you sardine smelling a** up off me." Alisa said. Once more had people laughing.

Grace got to the point where she pushed Alisa hard enough that Alisa had slamed hard enough into the lockers that she forgot what she was doing.

"Oh hell naw, b*tch." I said as punched her dead in the face.

Then soon after that I roundhouse kicked her a** and she fell on floor.

Then before I knew it. All I saw was black. When I came to. I realized that Alisa was still throwing hands on the b*tch and I was being held back by five people.

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Good times. I thought to myself.

If Grace think she can mess with all of us then the b*tch got another thing coming.

Grace POV

I was pacing back and forth thinking about what my next action was gonna be to get rid of August.

Then before I knew it. Derrick came back in.

"Hey hubby, whatcha got in your hand?" I asked curiously.

"I want a divorce." Derrick said as he held out the papers.

"What? Why?" I asked.

"Because you are a mutha f*cking liar. You almost made me lose my bestfriend due to the fact that you cheated on me. He never raped yo a**. I'm through because you just like the next h*e." Derrick yelled.

"You know what? I never wanted yo filthy a** anyway." I said as I signed the divorce papers.

"Oh and by the way, I got knocked up by another nigga. So when I told you I was pregnant. I lied. This baby isn't your's." I added.

"This is why I'm f*cking moving out. I can't stand yo a**. I'm packing my sh*t and moving out." Derrick said as he pulled out a box of his stuff.

"Good. Just leave." I yelled.

"That's what I'm doing" Derrick said.

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After a couple of minutes, Derrick was finally out of there without a single trace left behind. I hope Nicole is ready.

Because this game is judt getting started and in the end. I will win.