Chapter 8

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Aubree's Pov

I had gotten a call from Fantasy saying Aaron was in jail. I didn't even wanna help him out because he called himself cutting me off. Yeah, maybe I shouldn't have gotten into they business but that was her baby and I felt bad. I'm surprise he didn't beat our asses.

"You met with his lawyer?" I asked Fantasy and she nodded.

"Shes a cool older woman, he said she been getting him out a lot of trouble." She answered back as she got in my car.

"Yeah, hopefully this time is no different." I said and she nodded. We were grooving to Oui by Jeremih when my phone started ringing. It was Maurice irritating ass. He kept pressuring me to try again, having his first child cause he wanted me to carry it. Tuh, he betta go ask that otha bitch!

We pulled up to Aaron first trap house, he had one of his loyalist workers taking over.

"Wassup Aubree, its all here." He said, handing me and Fantasy 7 big duffel bags. They were heavy as shit, we needed help carrying them to my car. We checked them just in case, just because my brother trusted you didn't mean I had to.

The money was all there and so was some of the drugs. We got in the car and headed to the next one. It was ass naked females everywhere and wasn't shit really getting done because the dudes were watching the girls.

"I'm kicking Aaron ass for this." She said, mugging the girls as we walked past and I laughed. I typed in his code, also giving it to Fantasy, I mean she did need to know. My brother had about 9 different trap houses and we didn't get done collecting money until 9 pm.

We headed to my momma house so we could drop off the stuff. My momma knew what was going on and she supported Aaron on everything. I was driving just perfect when the police got behind me. My brother didn't buy me this fast ass car for no reason so y'all knew what I was about to do.

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Brielle's Pov

I think this one was going to be hard to get Aaron out of. I mean they had this young man on tape, that's enough evidence. I know he had some type of connects with the system, so we could make something work. We probably didn't even have to take this trial to court.  (Lol I stay watching Law & Order so I know a little something!)

"Sis!?" My little brother Caleb was knocking at my door. I don't even know why I let him know where I laid my head. I kept quiet so he could get the thought that I wasnt here.

"I know you here! Both of yo' cars in the driveway!" He yelled, still pounding on my door.

"Caleb look. I payed a lot of money for my house and door. Don't be coming over here, trying to break stuff that you put no money on." I said, frowning at him then letting him in.

"I'm sorry sis." He kissed my cheek then made his way to my kitchen. I think that's the only reason he really came over here, being greedy like our mom didn't teach us manners.

Y'all remember Caleb?

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