Make It Nasty 2

Chapter 25

Aaron's Pov

We was at this shitty ass hospital once again. I had dog blood all over my shirt and the police kept asking me questions. Talm bout I killed a animal and that's Aggravated Animal Cruelty, a felony, 4th Degree Criminal Mischief, and a misdemeanor. They had me fucked up, that dog bit my baby. The fucked up part is, the owner of the fucking dog ran. Couldn't nobody describe this nigga and It was pissing me off even more.

My momma and sisters were all here except Aubree & Ashley. She was watching Ashley since my momma was here. Fantasy was crying, saying it was her fault.

"Baby its not yo' fault." I said, grabbing her hand. "Its my fault, I shouldn't have left y'all."

"I know but I felt like I could have done more." She said and I gave her a kiss.

"Bae you did enough." My phone started ringing, it was Aubree.

"I heard about my nephew, is he OK?"

"He in surgery getting stitches now, Ill call you on a update." I said and then said her goodbyes.

I straight up called Brielle, she needed to get down here. I wasnt finna go to jail over no fu shit.

"Hello?" It was a dude, I didn't recall her having a nigga.

"Let me speak to Brielle." I ordered.

"Ight, who is this?"

"Aaron, now is you gone give her the phone?"

"Aaron? You gotta bitch named Fantasy?" No this nigga did not.

"Aye folks watch yo' motherfuckin' mouth."

"Man whatever, you think my sister finna help you after you shot up my car? Hell nawl bruh." He hung up. See, this exactly wh- Did he just say his sister? Was this that bitch ass nigga Caleb?

"Bae Ill be back, Ill call you when I'm on my way back." I told Fantasy and got up.

"Where is you going?" She grabbed my hand.

"Chill, to get Brielle. She needa be here cause this dumb ass pigs trynna cuff a nigga." She nodded in OK and I was on my way.

I pulled up to her house, ready to beat her brother ass. I saw that same car in my driveway and I knew he was here. I went under my seat and retrieved my pistol, he was about to get something. I banged on the door and she answered it.

"Aaron? I wasn't expecting you. Come in." So this bitch ass nigga really didn't tell her I called.

"You know a nigga by the name of Caleb?" I pulled out my gun.

"Yeah, that's my brother." She looked down at the gun.

"Brielle I'm sorry, but I'm finna kill his ass." I started looking around her house.

"What do you mean?" She followed behind me.

"He real disrespectful and the nigga almost cost me my marriage." I walked into her dining room and found him playing 2k.

I put my gun to the back of his head and he instantly hopped up.
"What the fuck?" He looked like he was about to have a heart attack.

"What? Bitch you thought I wasnt gone find you? Thought you was just gone disrespect me and get away with it?"

"Bruh get that gun outta my sight." I laughed and cocked it back, he must've knew I wasn't playing cause he started sweating.

"Aaron! Please, that's my brother!" Brielle started crying.

"See, I got the chance to kill yo' bitch ass. I'm not even gone do it cause I got mad respect for Brielle. Next time, matter of fact. Bitch ass nigga It wont be a next time. Stay the fuck in yo' lane and out my family. Be a man about yo' shit and stop doing lil' boy shit." I said, putting my gun on safety.

"And Brielle, I need you down at the hospital." I put my gun back in my waistband and left. I felt good about the choice I made even though I should've killed that bitch.

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