The Perfect Man.

Betray.

"Say it, and I'm yours". "I care about you, I should've listened to you and-" I paused, getting sort of choked up on tears. "And I love you more, tha--". Quincy switched positions, "Aubree who are you talking to". He questioned, sleepily but stern. I kept Quiet, listening to Lucas breathe over the phone. "Aubree". Lucas called. I waited for Quincy's eyes to fully shut back closed. "And I love you more than I love him". I brushed off my tears with a blanket. "Alright. I'm coming to get you". Lucas instantly hung up. I sprung up out of the bed silently, stepping on the carpet hoping that the floor wouldn't creak somewhere. I began stuffing my belongings into a bag, trying to be quick but silent. I began reaching over to fetch my phone off the night stand, my elbow slipped, and falling on the floor came down countless bottles of Hennessy. I shut my eyes, knowing he was going to wake up. I quickly grabbed my phone and my bag. "Where the hell do you think your going". I heard a dark voice spoke as I turned to leave. "I-I'm leaving". I retorted, shutting the door behind me. I jogged down the steps making way for the door. "Your not going any fucking where. Get your ass back upstai--". "I said, I'm leaving. Shut the hell up". He furrowed his eyebrow. "Who the hell was you on the phone with?". "None of your damn business". I spat. "Watch your damn mouth, Aubree". I fake laughed. "Quincy your so pathetic". He charged at me and then choked me into another wall. Just before his words could spill out and crush my feelings, the door swung open. "Aubree?!".

Lucas.

I untangled myself from Quincy's grip and stumbled towards Lucas hugging him tightly. "What the fuck you doing here?". "Didn't I say keep your mother Fucking hands off her? Are you out your rabbit ass mind?". Quincy chuckled, reaching in the back of himself and instantly point out a gun. He then slowly lowered it, "As a matter of fact, Aubree you shoot him". He handed me over the gun. "Quincy I'm n-". "Shoot him or I shoot you". "Quincy". I gasped.

I can't do this.

"Nigga you bugging the fuck out". Lucas shoved him. He grinned, "Shoot his ass, Aubree". I glanced at Lucas, and then back at Quincy. My palms began sweaty and my heart was racing at a rapid pace. "Shoot him!". Quincy wrapped his hand around my neck, but in an instant Lucas Charged at him with full force. The two of them began rumbling in a dangerous rage. Blood began splattering on the floor, I held the roots of my hair.

I had yet but to stand there and see Quincy now on top of Lucas with a knife to his neck. He began trying to catch his breath, coldly glancing at me. "I told you, to shoot his ass, and you didn't want to obey my orders". He held the knife closer to Lucas's neck, I watched him scramble trying to get out but if he moved any more he wouldn't have a throat. "Now, you shoot him, or I'm slitting his throat". Tears raced down my cheeks. "Quincy please don't do this". I whimpered. "Aubree! Fire the damn gun". Lucas quenched his jaw, his eyes were red and rimmed with tears, he was breathing heavily knowing that soon he might take his last breath. "Just do it, Aubree. I knew one of these days were coming". Lucas stated in sorrow. The gun shook in my hand. I squinted my eyes and tears instantly escaped, I wrapped my pointer finger around the trigger.

But before I could squeeze, I heard a jab. Quincy's eyes froze in shock, until he collapsed onto the floor. I then saw knife in his back.

There was a woman in back of him. She was gorgeous, I'll admit. But who the hell was she?

"Stupid son of a bitch". She murmured.  I dropped the gun, relieved. "Who, are you?". She got up off her kneeling stance in her knee high boots and her T shirt dress. "I'm Quincy's Wife". I nearly choked. "Wife?".

(Kehlani In The MM playing as Quincy's Wife😻)

(Due to us forgetting the social media of Aubree's Character, this will be the new Aubree😻)