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“Don’t Hurt Yourself” - Chapter: “Shot For Me” - Odell Beckham Jr. x Black!OC (Aundraya A.K.A ‘Draya’). 👀

Here you go🥰.

NOTE: I haven’t worked on this in a long time. Please excuse any grammatical errors (I’m sure there are plenty) and anything cringe-worthy😩. I wrote this from the character’s point of view. It’s a lengthy chapter, so you get a long snippet😁. Each couple is going through their own struggle at this point in the story. This chapter is based on the song Shot For Me by Drake.

Main Characters:

Jazmine Sullivan as “Aundraya (Draya) Morgan”

Odell Beckham Jr. as Himself (‘OJ’ or ‘O’)

Supporting Characters (Couples):

Ari Lennox as “Brooklynne (Lynne) Jackson” - Vaughn Hebron as “Trevor Williams”

Saweetie as “Dawn McKnight” - Rome Flynn as “Jayden (Jay) Haynes”

Victoria Monét as “Kimberly (Kim) James” - Michael B. Jordan as “Keith Grant”

Special Appearance (Mentions):

Dave East as Himself

Chris Brown as Himself

Snippet: Odell Beckham Jr. x Black!OC (Draya)

Aundraya (Draya’s) POV:

After we left Trevor’s studio session Dawn and I stopped at the store to get a bunch of junk food and various bottles of wine. We were piling up on items necessary for a “men ain’t shit” party. Odell and I were still on a break, or whatever in the hell you would call this complicated situation. Lynne and Trevor were over (or so they said). Kim was mad at Keith, and Dawn was irritated with Jayden because he had been spending less time at home. With all the drama surrounding our love lives, a sleepover was just what we needed. Odell’s mom had whisked the babies off to visit one of her best friends for the weekend. I didn’t want to be alone in my feelings, so my best friends came to my rescue.

As we drove to my house, Dawn decided to bring up Trevor’s studio session. She had been itching to ask me something since we left the studio.

“What was that back at the studio?” she questioned with a sly smile.

“What do you mean?” I asked with curiosity in my voice.

“What you and East got going on? Why is Chris always so thirsty around you?” she replied.

“Bitch, you’re delusional. East barely said anything to me other than wassup. Chris has always been thirsty when it comes to the crew.”

“No bitch, East was looking at you as if he wanted to duck off somewhere and put you on ya back,” she stated while popping her tongue.

I shook my head, rolling my eyes playfully. “East ain’t checking for me sis, and I ain’t smashing the homie.”

“Bitch, what happened to getting back on yo bully and doing these men as they do us. Fuck his friend sis! What happened to I need to experience a hoe phase?” she mocked her best friend.

“First of all, I was drunk and newly single when those words rolled off my tongue. Second, you in my business. I thought you were team Odell? Anyways, I’m chatting with someone who may have potential. Nothing serious though, a bitch got options. Why are you forcing it with East?”

“Cause that man is all types of fine! In my opinion, Odell and East aren’t tight enough to consider it smashing the homie. On the other hand, Odell is my bro, you two love the shit out of each other. Just get back together already.”

“Damn, why don’t you just suggest I sleep with the both of them?”

“That’s not a bad idea,” Dawn giggled.

“Stop trying to corrupt me, I’m a good girl, best friend.”

“Be a good girl, gone bad,” she teased.

Dawn was blowing mine, but both sides of her argument were valid. East was fine as hell, but I still loved Odell so much it irked me. Pulling into my driveway, I was relieved. Dawn couldn't ask any more nosey-ass questions. Lynne and Kim had been sitting on my porch talking and waiting on us. Taking a moment to greet one another, every one helped to carry the bags inside.

“I never cheated, for the record, back when I was with you

But you believe in everything but me girl, I don't get you…”

-Drake.

After greeting each other, Brooklynne and Kimberly picked up some bags and gave me a weird look. Brushing it off I lead the group into my home. Entering the kitchen, it became clear why my friends had given me weird vibes.

“Wussam baby,” Odell said, seated on top of the island. His eyes scanned my body as his lip tucked between his teeth.

Damn, he looks good. All up in my kitchen, biting his lip and shit. Aundraya you will NOT be having sex with this man tonight! Be strong. My body had pretty much told my thoughts to fuck off. Every fiber of my being was buzzing, and I couldn’t help to think how easy it would be. One press of his hand to my back, and I’d let him rail me against the counter. Relax, girl! We mad at him. My conscience snapped me back into reality.

“Hey OJ, what are you doing here?”

Waiting for his answer, I noticed all the groceries were on the counter, and my friends had gone ghost. These heifers set me up.

“Look, don’t side-eye your girls. They had no idea I was coming. Sorry to just pop up, but I needed to see you. Since the babies are with my mama, I figured now would be a good time to talk,” he explained.

“Okay, talk then.”

He stepped down to help me onto the counter opposite him. Seeing I was comfortable, he returned to the island.

“I miss you baby-” he started.

“I’d miss me too, I’m amazing. What’s your point?” I retorted.

“Wish I knew what to do to make things right between us.”

“You could not cheat on me, that’d be a great way to fix things.” Crossing my arms over my chest with great annoyance, I let him continue.

“That shit right there, That’s one of the main reasons we can’t move past this. I’ve been telling you the same thing since we broke up. I never cheated on you, Aundraya,” he said while running his hands over his face.

“That’s your opinion,” I snapped.

“How did I cheat? I didn’t cheat physically or emotionally,” he shot back.

“Fine, let me re-word it then. You lied to me! What did I tell you back when we first started dating? What have I always been vocal about? You know what I won’t tolerate in a relationship. I’m not dealing with my man being disloyal or dishonest .”

“I never lied to you, just didn’t tell you every single detail. That’s not lying! That’s me trying to avoid adding drama to our relationship,” he replied.

“Keeping shit from me is lying, Odell! Why can’t you understand that? When you keep me in the dark, it makes it so much easier for bitches to come at me sideways. That is exactly what that bitch Krista did!

“Kristen.”

“What?”

“You said Krista, her thirsty ass named Kristen,” he smirked. Odell was trying to irritate me.

“Don’t play with me, Odell. Not right now. I will knock ya head off for toying with me like that. I don’t give one single fuck about that bird’s name. That’s your problem, everything gotta be a joke to you.”

“Just finish saying whatever it is you’re trying to say. Everything gotta be a debate or lecture with you.”

“I’m not even going to respond to that. Stop trying to gaslight me. How the fuck am I supposed to believe you when you tell me you’re not cheating, but then this bitch approaches me out of nowhere. Talking about ‘Odell left his chain at the house last night. I figured you could give it to him for me.’ Guess I can, since that’s my man. Bitch! What am I supposed to think when shit like that happens. Hoe better be glad I didn’t give her the reaction she was fiending for. Should’ve snatched that stiff ass lace front off her head.”

Odell hopped off the counter, entering Draya’s space. “Calm down. I get that it fucked you up, but it’s not like I didn’t tell you I was going to a kickback that night. I told you the only reason she had my chain was that I took it off to swim. It was a mistake to have given it to my bro’s drunk ass. Instead of putting it somewhere safe, he left it lying on the table. Didn't even know it got left behind. Kristen’s stalker ass saw it as the perfect opportunity to create a fake narrative and cause issues between us,” Odell responded.

“Yes, I remember you telling me about the party, but guess what I don’t remember? You telling me that the party was at Drake’s. That hella bitches, including your thirsty stalker ass groupie, were going to be in attendance. Let’s be real, had I tried to pull some shit like that. If a random dude approached me. My ass would be single as a pringle. There would have been no convincing you that things weren’t what they appeared to be. You would’ve cut me off with no second chances,” I said through gritted teeth while mushing his head.

“Stop! What I tell you about putting your damn hands on me? You know what, you’re right. I fucked up. Had I just told you everything this whole situation would have played out differently. C’mere,” Odell said.

I sat there looking at this man like he was crazy. My emotions were in disarray. I didn’t move I just kept mugging him.

“Aundraya, baby please come here,” he begged.

I sighed heavily and slowly slid off the counter to stand near him. “Look at me,” he said placing his hand under my chin to tilt my head up. He wrapped his other hand around my waist and pulled me closer. “Babygirl from the bottom of my heart, I’m sorry. I know your trust is all fucked up. The last thing I want is for us to be apart, but you need time. Guess I have to respect that. I just have to live with it, but I need you to understand that I have never cheated. I love you more than words could ever express. I’m going to work on myself so that I can win back your trust,” he said in a sincere tone.

Odell pulled me closer and whispered, “I love you baby girl,” kissing me softly on the lips. He hugged me as if he never wanted to let go. “Well, I’ma go and let you get back to your girl's night. I’ll let myself out. Can I come to see you tomorrow? That is if you don’t have a date or sum,” Odell frowned when he stated the last part.

“No, OJ I don’t have a date. Just because we're not together right now, doesn't mean I’m dating other people. I’m all about honesty, yes a few have asked me out. I’ve declined thus far and it’s only been casual conversation.”

His jaw clenched and for a moment I thought he was going to get angry.

“I guess I deserve that, hope I don’t come across any of them. Not sure if I’d be able to control my temper,” he smirked.

“It’s not that serious, let’s just take things slow. See if we can come back from this. You can stop by tomorrow, OJ. Just because we’re not together at the moment, doesn’t mean we can’t kick it. We did start as friends, boo,” I said while smiling.

“If you gon’ be dating you should at least let me take you out too,” he winked.

“Boy, bye,” I exclaimed.

“I’m serious, mama. It could be a fresh start. Let a brotha court you, or sum,” he replied.

“I’ll think about it. Now go home, OJ.”

“When are my babies coming back?”

“You act like you carried and pushed the babies out. Your job lasted a whole fifteen minutes.”

“Be easy, that was the best thirty minutes of your life. You weren't complaining when I had you folding up. As I was saying when are my shorties coming back?”

“Boy! Ask ya, mama, stop sweating me and exit stage left. I have wine and men bashing to get to.

“You so damn rude, this my house too.”

“It was until I put your lying ass out. Bye, boo,” you retorted, blowing him a kiss.

“You so spicy, one of the many reasons I love your mean ass.”

Odell stole a quick kiss, ducking the slaps you tried to deliver. He pulled you into a hug, whispering that he loved you. Not wanting to force you to say how you felt, Odell pecked your forehead and made his departure. Standing in the kitchen, you took a second to reflect on your relationship. The conversation only left you more confused than before. Snapping out of it, you spun to walk to the living room where your friends were.

“You hoes got some explaining to do. Who let that fine ass man, who makes me weak in the knees, in my house?”

Hope you enjoyed it lovely💓.

Still plenty snippets to choose from. If anybody would like to request one that hasn’t been done go here😊.

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