And Then, There Was Fire.

six.

"What the fuck?" Lauren faintly whispered to herself, the chewed fry still in her mouth that was left agape as Aubrey approached their table, waiting for her to get up instantly. The smirk on Trey's face only angered him over and beyond as Trey's elbows rested on the table with his hands propped up and intertwined in front of his face, shaking his knee calmly.

"Don't even give me that look." Aubrey warned him with a screwed expression, shaking his head while he stared at the smug smirk that kept growing on Trey's face.

"What the hell is your problem?" Ren asked, refusing to raise her voice to cause more of a scene.

"HE'S my problem. He ain't shit, Ren. Let's go, now. I'm NOT playing with you." He demanded, unable to control himself once he got word that she was here with Trey, ignoring the fact that they weren't there alone but with their typical group of friends.

"You need to go back to wherever you were because-" She began to face the middle of the table again until she felt strands of her hair against her cheek, realizing that she was yanked so hard from her seat that her hair whipped. This caused Trey to rapidly stand out of his seat by reflex as Devahn and Marlon were even closer than before.

Trey stood there, facing Aubrey above eye level in unison with Devahn and Marlon who were inching in at the scene of him grabbing Lauren.

"This is NOT your place to be protecting her, it's MINE!" Aubrey growled in his face. His eyes remained on the heating eyes of Trey, watching a mysterious animation in his pupils. His narrowed eyes squinted even more at the sight, almost ignoring Lauren's reaction until he realized where her hands were.

She patted Trey's chest softly, pushing him back calmly as she whispered to him. "It's fine. I'm fine. I'm gonna go-"

"What the FUCK you mean it's fine? Are you serious Lauren? In front of me?!" Aubrey barked at her with his hands out, upset that she was attempting to calm Trey down, rather than him, her boyfriend.

Sophia and Sarai were finally present, standing behind the scene as they watched Aubrey like never before. His morals had vanished and he could care less how many more times he had to curse and he believed it was all due to Trey's presence.

Lauren rolled her eyes with her back still to Aubrey, slowly grabbing her Louie tote and sliding into her black leather jacket with her eyes still on Trey, whose pair of eyes finally softened when he looked back down at her. He sat back down calmly, his body facing forward but his face towards her. "Don't have your back towards me." Aubrey breathed behind her, turning her around by softly taking her elbow.

"Yo," Tremaine could nearly taste the blood from biting on his bottom lip as hard as he did to stop himself from launching, feeling an extreme force each time he grabbed her. The commotion between the two was louder than his simple word.

"What has gotten into you?" She asked lowly, now facing Aubrey closely.

She was torn now; she always fought to break Aubrey down, begging for a more aggressive side, and she gets it at the wrong time. While watching his face screwed tightly still, his angry breaths heavily exhaling, she began to feel the cool invisible touch as expected. The sensational feeling crept around her, causing her to comply internally but her expression remained upset. As bad as she wanted to turn around and take her seat, he got to her like he always does whenever he was only inches away.

Aubrey pulled her face with the palm of his hand and kissed her cheek quickly, softly pushing her face to the side showing her to the door with his body still facing Trey. "One more time, Tremaine." He warned, causing Trey to want to laugh or smirk at his threat, but was busy sipping out of his glass. He then placed it down calmy, looking Aubrey up and down.