Aria and Aubrey { A TLS} : Book Two

Chapter Two: From Bad To Worse

Hi guys. So based off the lack of somewhat feedback I got on the first chapter, I was kind of hesitant to post this one...like I know Wattpad authors is supposed to wait and let time build up before they works really get appreciated, but ya'll I just...>.< I get frustrated. Gotta know if I'm doing good right? Anyway, here's chapter two of A and A, Happy readings xoxox....

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++Aubrey's POV++

 I woke up to the sound of Ezabel crying her fucking eyes out. Nicki groaned and nudged me.

“Aubrey take care of your damn child. She messin’ with my fuckin’ sleep.”

I sucked my teeth and rolled out of bed. “Maybe if both of us could take care of her she wouldn’t have to be messin’ with no one's sleep.” I mumbled.

“What?”

“Nothing.” I got up and left our bedroom. I walked to Ezabel’s room right next to ours and opened the door. She was standing up in her crib throwing a complete fit.

“Hey, daddy’s baby, why you so upset? Aww, c’mere. Let Daddy see you.” I picked Eza up and began bouncing her and patting her back. She had stopped crying and was now making gurgling noises in my ear. “Yes, daddy’s baby is okay hmm?” I bounced her some more as I walked over to the rocking chair facing her crib. It was six in the morning, but I didn’t give a fuck. If my daughter needed me, I was there-no questions asked. I rocked Eza for a few minutes as she cooed in my ear. I chuckled and kissed her head. Man I love this little girl to death. I just hope that when she gets older she doesn’t have to be exposed to the lifestyle her daddy has to live…

Two years has past and my life has drastically changed. After Aria left, I became involved with Nicki and she started living with me. Sonya, on the other hand, stayed at her apartment. I was fine with that, just as long as I didn’t have to deal with them both at the same time. After nine months, Sonya gave birth to Ezabel Camille Graham ( She didn’t want the baby to have her last name...until this day I never know why) on April 16. That’s actually how I got my “416” tattoo, to honor my little girl. Sonya and I spent the next few nights in the hospital, just because we wanted to feel close to our baby girl. I remember seeing her when she first popped out of Sonya. I immediately fell in love. This little girl looked so much like me, with a head full of hair and a wide toothless smile. I couldn’t believe that I was a father...that I actually had a child that would look up to me now. So far, I can say that she was the only greatest thing that has happened to me since Ari left.

Once Ezabel was born, I took some time off of my music to help Sonya raise her. I felt like we had a real family, despite how it all came to be. Eventually, Nicki was getting frustrated that I wasn’t home as often and she threw hell about it. Sonya couldn’t deal with it, so she stopped by my house one night with all of Eza’s things and Eza. She told me that she was leaving Cali and going back to Massachusetts to set things straight with her mother. After that, Nicki and I began taking care of Ezabel...well mainly me. I’m the one who changes her diapers, the one who feeds her, the one who constantly checks on her to make sure that she’s okay. I have given this little girl every single ounce of my being while Nicki just sits on her ass all day, or goes to the studio and events. I can’t say I was mad at her for doing what she needed to do, but I can say I was mad at her because she acted like she couldn’t be a mother when she needed to be.

Anyway, shortly after that, I got out of the music business. Wayne was upset with me when I told him to drop me from his label and so was Nicki, but I didn’t give a fuck. If I was going to be the sole provider for Ezabel, then I couldn’t be in the music business anymore. I couldn’t be going on tours or doing events every week or so. So I gave that shit up. I wasn’t making any money for a while until I ran into this nigga named Abel. He and a few other niggas were makin’ good money selling that good shit and I wanted in. I knew what I was getting myself into, but at least I could be home more with my daughter instead of being away for weeks on end. Abel introduced me to the game and also to the rest of his crew. It was then that I met, Trey, Tyga, Miguel, and Jermaine. We became close and they all showed me the ropes of how to do drops and take care of business. Nicki doesn’t like the fact that I drug deal, but fuck it. She’ll get over it. Besides, I only sell to the highest of clients, such as big time lawyers and CEOs. Mainly people who have a lot of shit to deal with and don’t know how to deal with it. I’m the supplier, which means that I get the product and I make sure it sells because if it doesn’t, then my ass is on the chopping block.

I rocked Eza in the chair and she started to doze off on my shoulder. I kissed the top of her dark brown curly hair and rubbed her back. I couldn’t help but flash back to Aria and I talking about starting a family together...about being able to have a child and be a family. Of course she was only eighteen at the time, but I really wanted that. I really wanted to be the “family man” that she wanted me to be...of course things  didn’t turn out that way.

I wish I hadn’t of fucked up. I wish I hadn’t of decided to go ahead and allow Sonya on that trip with us..but then again, I can’t say I fully regret it. I got Ezabel out of the whole situation and I’m just fine with that. It’s just...I wish the mother of my child wasn’t some hoe instead of the girl that I was in love with and was supposed to wife. Now that I think about it, I still have the ring that she tossed back to me. I keep it right in my night table drawer in that same little box that it came in. I guess I never let go of it because a nigga hopes that maybe one day...someday soon...Aria will come back to me. She’ll fall in love with me again and I’ll be able to slip that ring on her finger. But for right now, I’m letting time heal all wounds that I’ve caused. I can only hope that two years is enough.

Ezabel was fast asleep now in my arms. I smiled to myself that I was able to make her so comfortable and secure, just like a father should. A few minutes later, I began to feel myself drift off to sleep as well. As I let the sleepiness fall onto my eyelids, my mind drifted off into thoughts of Aria…