Lost In Your Love [ ON HOLD.]

11.

Aubrey||

Before you guys start reading the story I want to put something out there. No, I haven't been 'bashed' or anything but I want yall to look past any grammar issues or problems you may find as you read this. Yes, there's gone be some mistakes because I'm not perfect therefore my book isn't either.

As the story progresses, If you have any questions please, come and ask me in my inbox so I can clear it up cause sometimes I feel like it comes out confusing or not as clear as I try to make it be. *note this for the future preference*  If you have a problem with how my story goes then thats just gone be yo own personal problem. Like it or leave it, real talk.

Anyways I just wanted to throw that out there before I start uploading back again and fast at that. School started back in August and I've been trying to get adjusted so ya know.

Enjoy

   I squinted my eyes as the sun shone right in my face. I snuggled deeper into the covers trying to fall back asleep. It was Saturday, the one day of the week I get to rest. I could hear the argument going on in the background but I tried my best to block them out  so I could get an hour of rest before I was forced to get up and do my chores. I was so tired from talking on the phone all last night.

No it wasn't the sweet talk that's usually go on between Chris and I, it was a mini argument. If that's what you'd call it. I'm just gon' state the fact that I will not be told to do something I do not want to do. If I want to do something and you have a problem with it, oh fucking well. I always get what I want. Remember those words.

"You had one job Marcus! One job!"

"And I did that one job, that one job!," He mocked my aunts voice before kissing his teeth. "Get the fuck on Jaz. You're overreacting like you usually do because you always want to have your own way. I'm not that soft ass nigga Ben you was just with, you gon' talk to me with respect like the adult yo' call yo'self."

My aunt, Jasmine, and current boyfriend Marcus were having an argument of some sort. I don't know nor do I care. What I do care about is why they had to have it at ten o clock in the morning.

"All I asked you to do-" she slapped her hands together trying put her point across. "-was to pick up Journey from daycare because I was running late coming home from work. You pick her up and go hang out with some girl who was giggling like she had no sense over the phone! Why would you bring my child around some girl who I don't know?!"

"Jaz! Jaz shut the fuck up!" he yelled. "You been smoking that stuff or what? I was at my moms house! She was giggling because she was awing over Journey and playing with her!"

"Do I have stupid over my forehead? No I suggest you get-"

"-I suggest you stop talking and use yo' common sense." By now I was peeping out my door and watching the two. He flicked her forehead. "I'm not Benny. I'm not no track star girl, I ain't tryna run game on you." she laughed and he tried to hold a mean mug but his mouth broke out into a smile.

"Look at you making me soft. I'm a hood nigga, I'on get soft." She sighed and apologized. "It's okay baby. Come bring yo' fine ass ova' here and plant one nem' kisses on my lip." he pulled her by her arms and they shared a kissed before she walked away.