Caught In Between (B5 Story)

Limo Ride

---**Andria's POV**

The limo was the perfect way to kick off the day. It was spacious, with purple lining and a light tan interior. The bottles were lined up perfectly—Ciroc, Grey Goose, Nuevo, Smirnoff, Jack Daniel's, and Pucker vodka. The strawberries and chocolate bananas were a nice touch too. Raven had really outdone herself with the limo setup. As everyone enjoyed their drinks and snacked on fruit, I couldn't help but notice that Bree was acting a little distant.

I turned to her and asked, "Bree, what's wrong?"

She brushed it off at first, replying, "Nothing, Andria... nothing at all." But I could tell there was more to it.

"Come on, you're not even touching your favorite drink," I said, raising an eyebrow. "There's definitely something on your mind."

Bree hesitated, then sighed. "Yeah, but it's just too much to explain right now. There are too many people around who don't need to know my business."

"I get it," I said, giving her a reassuring smile. "But if it's about Carnell, and trey... I'm here for you."

She didn't answer right away. Instead, she looked out the window, a tear slipping down her cheek. "Yeah, but can we just not talk about it right now?"

"Of course," I said gently. "But know that I'm here whenever you want to talk."

"Thanks, hun," Bree whispered, wiping her eyes.

"Anytime, boo," I replied.

Chasity, who had been quietly observing, suddenly piped up, "Mommy, you okay?"Bree smiled weakly and reassured her, "Yeah, baby, I'm fine."

Aja and Kacey, noticing Bree's mood, asked if she was all right, and Bree continued to insist she was fine, though her tone didn't fully match her words.

"Seriously, I'm good," Bree said, trying to brush it off. But the others weren't so convinced, especially Akira and Mayyah, who were quick to offer protection if anyone tried to mess with her.

Bree finally lightened up a bit as she grabbed the Ciroc peach, ready to get the day going. "Alright, let's get this day popping," she said with a grin.

Chasity, still eager for a taste of the fun, asked for some, but Bree just laughed and sent her back to her fruit punch. The mood was lightening, and everyone was starting to loosen up.

Aja spoke up next, expressing how much she just wanted today and tonight to be fun—no worries. Keisha, ever the optimist, reassured her that it would be, and Morgan, Nina, and Keisha had the bottles already lined up for the night.

"We're going all out tonight," Nina said. "We don't turn down for anything or anyone."

Keisha nodded. "We stay turned up, all day, every day—just as long as the kids aren't around."

Everyone laughed at that. We all knew that when the kids were with us, the vibe shifted. It made me nostalgic for the old days, when we used to party hard, get faded, and let loose.

Morgan brought up how those old times made her feel, and everyone shared their favorite memories. From the time Aja threw a banana at a cop's window and they all ran to hide, to the wild nights in the club, trying to steal bottles and causing chaos. The memories flowed, full of laughter and no regrets.

Aja, always the troublemaker, added her own signature flair to the story. "Yeah, we twerked on whoever was performing that night—Chris Brown, I think," she recalled.I nodded. "Yeah, I remember that night. Those girls were tripping, acting like we wanted their men."