A R I A

Chapter 3: Trouble

#ARIA
Chapter 3 Trouble Part 2

Antonio "Ace" Major
September 17th 12:22

I unlocked my door pushing it open and walking in with him following right behind me I heard him close the door and I chuckled as I walked inside the living room sitting on the gray loveseat located next to the gray sofa.

"What's up twin brother"

I chuckled looking over to him as he placed himself on the couch

"I need your help with the trap.. Leia left me Kamiyah and I can't be running the streets anymore"

Dream said making me laugh.

"So why don't you just hand it over to one of your best workers? Andre you're 26 years old should've been stopped working the trap"

I said grabbing a rolled wood I had already sitting on the coffee table I put it to my lip lighting it up as I inhaled then exhaled.

I passed him the wood and he took it taking a long drag

"My shorty put me out"

Dream said and I snorted as I took the wood back inhaling it

"How come I never met this shorty?"

I asked handing him the wood back and undoing my tie..

"You have, her name's Aria."

He said putting the wood out and i leaned back looking at him confused

"Dark skin, skinny, nice booty prefect teeth"

Dream said looking at me

"Lil mama that work at Sapphire?"

I asked smirking thinking about when I saw her she was mad gorgeous

"Yeah, her"

Dream said

"Would you be mad if I tried to holler?"

I asked and he jumped out his seat

"Nigga what the fuck you mean? Tryna holler at my bitch?"

Dream said and I pushed him back in his seat

"Nigga, you ain't treat her right, so what you mad for?"

"Bitch you wanna date my ex? That shit is dirty"

Dream said getting all heated and I laughed at him before speaking

"Oh well I'll treat her better than your dumbass did, aren't you married? Go stay with Gabriella"

I smirked and he got mad jumping up from the couch and walking out of the house

I shrugged my shoulders and went to go shower, after I changed into some basketball shorts and got into the bed

I grabbed my phone clicking the Instagram app I clicked the search and typed in "Aria" she popped up on the first one I clicked it and shot her a dm

"Wassup, shorty?"

I waited for her to respond and she did it read "Well well, if it isn't the nigga from the strip club, how you get my Instagram?"

I laughed before responding after texting for about 45 minutes we talked on the phone for 4 hours

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September 18th 2:00 p.m.

I was at "Mamas Dinner" waiting for my good friend Zaria, she was back in Manhattan and I was so excited I haven't seen her since we graduated highschool I heard the door open and there she was still as beautiful as she was before