Page 23 of The Hellcat Barbies: Aubree

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I had come to the game to support the kids.

Seeing Nice pissed me off, but knowing that I had robbed his ass and hit him a few times was enough to keep me calm.

Even if I wasn’t calm, I would have left before I cut up in front of kids.

After I walked away from Aubree, I heard Nice talking to a group of young cats.

“When I find out who robbed me, it’s up. I’m not sparing any fucking body. Put the word out. If anybody finds out who it was for me, I’ll put some money in your pocket.”

Smirking, I walked past. I really gave no fucks if he found out it was me or not.

The only thing Nice could ever do was be glad that I let him live.

Something that he failed to let my brother do.

I wasn’t sure that he noticed me, but I didn’t care whether he did or not.

I wasn’t going over to speak to him. I found Cook and a few guys we used to play ball with before I went away.

They were talking about the Diamond Cove Knights and their schedule.

Diamond Cove’s NBA team was one of my favorites easy.

I planned to hit a few of the home games for sure.

I still had six years to make up for. Spending the day with Brianna made me realize that I was ready for some real grown up shit.

I wanted a wife and kids. I didn’t want mad baby mamas and kids living in different houses.

I wanted my children to be smart, well- mannered, and happy.

Not even a coward like Nice was worth me losing my freedom again.

I had a life to live and a legacy to leave.

From across the park, I watched Aubree laugh and talk with the members of her car club.

If I was going to marry anybody, it would for sure be her.

I would give it a couple more months before I went ring shopping.

Once we were married and I had at least completed my first year of college, I was going to put a baby in her ass. I wouldn’t even be mad at twins.

Aubree had me in such a zone that I didn’t notice Connie until she was right up on me. “Well at least I know you’re alive,” she stated sarcastically.

Silly me, I felt that not responding to her calls and text messages would make her get the hint, but I guess it didn’t.

It baffled me why women couldn’t leave well enough alone.

The last thing I wanted to do was tell Connie her pussy was trash, and I had linked with my ex and was now in a relationship.

I never promised to be exclusive with her when I got home anyway.

All we’d ever discussed was having sex once I was free.

I made it very clear to her that I didn’t want to move in with a woman or be tied down right away.

Honestly, I never expected to get back with Aubree.

It came out of left field for me too. Connie wouldn’t believe that though.

“Yeah, I’m alive. My bad yo. I know it’s inconsiderate and lame, but I just been on some other shit.” I was trying my best to be vague.

“What does on some other shit mean?”

“You know when I came home, I told you my main focus was going to be getting my money right.”

“I know that, and I’m also not stupid. You aren’t making money twenty-four seven, and you’ve got to be having sex with somebody.”

“If you and me aren’t in a relationship, and if I’m not having sex with you, then why does it matter if I am?”

Anger flickered in Connie’s eyes. “So you are having sex with someone else. Now that you found somebody else, it’s fuck me, huh?”

“You wanted to have sex with me like I wanted to have sex with you. We had sex. That doesn’t mean we have to keep doing it.”

“Wow,” she sucked her teeth. “You’re just like every other jailbird out here.”

I kept my mouth shut. She was angry and more than likely going to try and hit below the belt. I wasn’t about to go back and forth with her, and I still didn’t want to hurt her feelings, but Aubree came first. I didn’t want her to think I was being disrespectful.

“I’m sorry if I went about things the wrong way. You really are cool people, but we gotta wrap this convo up. My girl is out here, and we’ve been talking a little too long.”

Connie glared at me, and I wasn’t sure if she wanted to slap me or if she was about to burst out crying.

I saw Aubree sauntering over, and all I could do was shake my head.

She wasn’t a confrontational person, but I could only guess how things were about to go.

She walked past Connie with a smile on her face.

“I’m about to leave.”

“Okay. Come here.” She walked into my personal space, and I kissed her. “This is, Connie. She was a correctional officer where I was locked up at.”

Aubree had just smiled at her when Connie’s lips parted. “And we had sex twice when he came home.”

Aubree chuckled. “Okay. Congratulations, I guess. Bye Brasi,” she chuckled again and walked off.

“I hope you end up right back in prison,” Connie hissed and once again, I shook my head.

“That’s not nice, shorty. I wish you nothing but the best.”

“Go to hell.”

I wasn’t laughing at her, but I had to chortle as she stormed off. Maybe I shouldn’t have ghosted her. A commotion broke out, and I gave my attention to the crowd that was gathered. The game was over, but there were still kids present. The fact that people were fighting was disgusting.

“Aye,” I called out to two boys who appeared to be around the age of twelve.

“Nah, don’t go over there,” I walked toward them.

“You never run toward a fight.” The moment the words left my mouth, shots rang out.

Ducking, I grabbed both boys’ arms and pushed them in front of me. We all took off running.

“Who you out here with?” I asked out of breath as we hit the parking lot.

“We walked. We live around the corner.”

“Get in the car. I’m taking you home.”

I wasn’t sure what happened, and I didn’t care. I was getting the hell out of dodge.