TORN

Chapter Thirty Three

Odell

I want to kill this bitch ass nigga.

And trust me the fight didn't end at the club. As soon as they threw us all into this cell I beat that nigga ass again! Pussy ass nigga, ruined my damn birthday party. And for what? I still honestly don't even know. Because who petty ass even invited him to the party? Better not have been Jazmine ass thinking that I've just turned over all my old leaves.

Fuck no.

"Odell Beckham?" The officer called out. Jarv nudged me and I stood up.

"You've made bail. Follow me" He unlocked the cell and I followed him.

"I'll see what the word is on y'all" I told my bros.

As I walked past the cell they put August in and grimed his ass as we walked to the front.

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After signing some shit and grabbing my phone and stuff I walked outside to find Jaz.

I saw her white g-wagon off to the side and she honked her horn. That's my girl.

I jogged over to the car and got in.

"You okay?" She asked zooming off.

"Sore, and hungover but I'll be okay. How are you? I'm sorry about going all crazy like that" I sighed putting my seat belt on.

She came to a red light and looked over at me.

"You have got to control you anger period. You gone fuck around and lash out at the wrong person Odell" She sighed.

"And I'm only saying this because I love you so much and don't want you to risk your career over something that I could help prevent" She added smiling some.

I leaned in to kiss her and she kissed my cheek instead of my lips.

"Give Daddy a real kiss" I groaned pulling her face towards me more.

We kissed until horns started to honk. Chilllll. 

"Damn" I huffed laughing. 

We drove in silence for a while before she spoke up.

"Do you even know why August was on 10?" She asked.

"Jealous because I got the girl" I said under my breath but she must have heard me because she slapped the shit out my thigh.

"No. That female that was talking to you moments before August got to tripping is his girlfriend" She explained.

"Fuck that gotta do with me?" I scrunched my face up.

"Y'all were both drunk. So it had everything to do with you. I talked to Tone and I said that we all gone sit the fuck down soon and get shit understood because I'll be damned if we go back to how y'all use to be" She shook her head.

"Hell yeah, it was on site with that nigga! Each and every time." I laughed.

"But no, ain't no need for you to be around him. I'm not going to sit down with Augusta and neither are you" I said in a stern tone.

"Odell this isn't up for discussion" She snapped.

I looked at her and smirked.

"You're right. You're not going to see that nigga. Period." I challenged.

She rolled her eyes and turned music on.

I sat back and attempted to relax some. I don't care if she got an attitude. I despise that nigga period. And after last-night he lucky if I don't make a couple calls and have his ass handled.