The PO

By d3xterr

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noun a person appointed to supervise offenders who are on probation. The story of when Sabrina meets Travis More

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The PO sequel

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By d3xterr

''I can be your man when he's not there."

- I changed the main character from Coco to Angel because I found out Coco was 17 and my book has nasty content in it. I'm actually crying cause I deadass thought Coco was older. -

Sabrina stepped into the building feeling more anxious than ever. Yeah sleeping with Travis was one thing but she was more concerned that she had cheated.

She never thought in a million years that was going to be her.

She walked up the stairs and down the hall, she dreaded to open the next door but went for it. She just had to talk to him for an hour and a half.

Just as she was about to reach for the door she received a message. She pulled her phone out and looked at the message.

Meet me at Greenwich park tonight. 10 pm sharp.

She sighed and turned around to exit the building.

-

Travis and Rhys both entered the penthouse with each holding 2 duffle bags. They both put the bags on the table and smirked at one another.

''Fam we did it! Nah mad blood, we haven't been moving this fast in time! It's good to have you back home.'' Rhys exclaimed, he hadn't been this excited for a while.

''Word just wanna make this bread init, been too long.'' Travis watched as Rhys opened one of the duffle bags and slid it over the table.

Travis chuckled, he took a handful of cash and chucked it at Rhys. ''This is what I'm talking about g.'' Travis spudded him before walking out of the living room. He walked up the big marble stairs to change into a different outfit.

He changed into a Dolce& Gabbana tracksuit and a pair of Dior sneakers. He wore his chains loosely around his neck. On top of that, he wore his black Canada Goose jacket.

He had gotten a trim earlier that day and felt fresher than ever since he got out. The love Travis received from the youngers was mad to him, seeing how much people respected him was mad to him.

''Yo g, I'm meeting my PO rn, in a bit yeah?'' He said as he stepped into the living room, he picked up two of the duffle bags and turned to leave.

''Cool g, I'll see you around.''

Soon Travis made it to the park. He parked nearby and walked the rest of the way, he was a few minutes early and it was dark out and colder than ever. He put his gloves on and looked around. He spotted Sabrina's tall figure not far from where he was.

He hadn't seen her since the night they shared 3 days ago. She canceled on him yesterday and told him to meet her today but because he didn't have time over the day he asked her to meet tonight. He ripped the ankle monitor out the day before too.

Sabrina figured he had when she didn't see him move within the area. There were days where she couldn't help but check where he was, she had noticed how he didn't move as much as he used to yesterday. He would go from being in the area to not leave at all.

''You alright?'' He asked as he approached her, she looked up and him and nodded.

''Yeah, I'm fine, yourself?'' She replied as they walked into the park side by side.

''Nothing big you know,'' he shrugged, ''you've been ignoring man.''

Sabrina knew he was gonna bring it up, the next thing he was gonna ask was about the night they shared 3 days ago.

''No just been busy with other things.'' She shrugged. ''But to be fair, I think you've learned your lesson with the monitor. I knew eventually you was gonna get rid of it, I don't know how you did it without it being alerted but, I want it back so that I can give it back to the station.'' She ranted looking down at his ankle. Of course, he had gotten rid of it.

Travis stopped by a bench and sat down. He leaned down to pull a pre-rolled blunt out of his sock.

''Alright.'' He said as he nodded, he put the blunt between his lips and lit it. He blew the smoke out and looked up at Sabrina. He observed her quickly, she was dressed in a pair of black sweatpants, she wore a black Moncler jacket, for shoes she wore AJ1.

Travis liked her style because she matched his drip, she was fly and he was fly.

"You look good b." He complimented her.

"When do you think you can give me the ankle monitor?" She asked as she played with her fingers.

He chuckled softly, "you ignoring my compliment?"

"Yes." She said. She flipped her hair out of her face thinking about the next thing she should say.

She felt disgusting standing in front of her client she had slept with. For the past 3 days, Sabrina had ignored Bashar out of guilt. She slept at Mila's place because he didn't know where that was, that way he couldn't come find her.

"How come?" He reached for her hand, but she stepped back. "What's wrong with you?"

"We can't." She sighed. She couldn't make the situation worse.

"Why not?" He watched as she was deep in her thoughts, he could tell something was bugging her. "You regret it?" He asked referring to the night.

"I have a boyfriend." She quickly said as she closed her eyes. She felt like vomiting just then and there. "I was drunk, he hurt me that night and I guess I came to you for comfort. I'm sorry but we can't." She opened her eyes and looked down at him. He threw the blunt away and rose to his feet.

"Mad." Was all he said before giving her a look, a look she didn't miss. He chuckled lightly before walking away from her, leaving her standing by the bench dumbfounded. She didn't expect him to just leave. He didn't even question her.

She was never the type to beg and who was he really to her? No one. So she let him walk away, she waited a few minutes before leaving the park too. She walked up the street until she reached her car. She got in and switched it on. She texted Bashar before driving off.

Where are u?

-

The next day Sabrina went to go see Bashar who was shooting a documentary, she had joined him and his son Jason in the van.

''Hey, baby,'' she kissed Bashar before sitting across for Jason.

''You alright?'' He smiled at her, he didn't realize how much he had actually missed her presence.

''Yeah, you?'' She smiled at Jason, tickling him.

''Yeah, we've missed you.'' He said as he watched Sabrina play with Jason. He loved how much she cared for Jason although it wasn't her child. Bashar had Jason with a girl he dated in the past. Before Sabrina, he had dated girl who hated Jason and it never sat right with Bashar.

''Missed you guys too,'' she looked up at Bashar who was observing her with a small smile.

As the interviewer went on the ask questions Bashar kept his eyes on the road.

''So we know you get this question a lot but how do you deal with having a girlfriend and a baby mother?'' Bashar turned to the lady and frowned a little.

''I mean my baby mother isn't really in my life, it's not like I'm dealing with a lot.'' He commented, he hated getting those questions.

''How would you say your life has been growing up compared to your son?'' The interviewer asked.

''Everything was different, I'm trying to give my child everything I ever wanted but never got. Like growing up I didn't have a relationship with my dad the same way I and Jason have now. I knew my dad I'd see him 3-4 times a year. As of now I facetime Jason like 10 times a day, he's like my best friend.''

''Last question, how many children do you have and want?''

''I only have Jason. I do want more kids but in this life, I'm in right now it's kind of impossible because I don't have time like I want to. And I can't be there how I want to. But I do want 5 kids one day, with my wife.'' He chuckled looking up at Sabrina.

Not long after that, the interviewers got dropped off where they were picked up. Bashar's unreleased songs were blasting in the background. Sabrina was scrolling through her phone, Jason was playing video games on the small TV above her. She put her phone down and admired Bashar as he rapped along to his song.

''5 kids huh?'' She smiled at him as the van pulled up to his penthouse. He gave her a genuine smile as they got up.

''One day baby.''

He wrapped his arm around her shoulders as they made their way inside. Jason was quick to run upstairs when they got in. Bashar's penthouse had 3 floors, on the third floor he had a game room for Jason. 

''How was work?'' He placed both his hands on her hips as she poured herself a cup of water.

''Yesterday wasn't too bad,'' she said turning around to face him after feeling the bulge in his pants. ''Working tomorrow tho,'' she said as she took a sip of the water.

''So you're free tonight?'' placed his forehead on hers just taking her scent in.

''Yeah, we should grab some dinner. On me.'' She smiled at him.

''Yeah, we should.''

''I've missed Jason so much,'' she pushed him off of her dragging him upstairs.

''He's missed you too. He was asking about you all morning,'' Bashar told her as she stepped into his room.

The next day came faster than expected. Yesterday with Bashar had been so perfect. They took Jason out to eat, went shopping. She loved how Bashar took care of his son. Made her feel good about eventually having kids with him in the future.

She walked into the park in which she and Travis had agreed to meet up in, she sat down by a bench. She felt her booty growing cold by the second. She didn't understand why he didn't just wanna meet in her office.

She watched as a car pulled up right outside the park, not long after that Travis jumped out of the car, she watched as the passenger side swung open and a guy in a red coat stepped out. Another one jumped out from the back and soon they engaged in a conversation.

Travis was dressed in an off-white jacket, grey jumper and a pair of ripped designer jeans.

She watched as he blew smoke out of his mouth while pulling his phone out his pocket, seconds later her phone went off, she chuckled lightly when she saw it was Travis calling, she picked up the call

''Are you blind?'' Was the first thing she said, he looked around with a frown but then spotted her.

''My bad b.''

He disconnected the call and approached the bench. He sat down and pulled his gloves out of his pockets putting them on. 
''You alright?'' He asked. Sabrina couldn't help but notice the tattoo on his hand. He didn't have it last time she saw him. Over the past few weeks, Sabrina hasn't seen much of him. He showed up to 2 meetings but always aired her calls when she wanted to cancel a meeting so she was forced to attend on her and Bashar's anniversary.

Since she told him about her being in a relationship he hasn't spoken to her like he used to.

"Yeah," she nodded and pulled her files out of her bag. "Travis the police want a report on you. I can't make shit up so please work with me." She started out, right when she said that one of his friends sat next to her and the other one sat next to Travis who was sitting in front of her.

"I'll fill it out for you," he said picking up her files, he scanned through them and nodded.

"What so you can lie about your attendance and behavior?" She asked he chuckled. "You're asking to be put on tag again."

His friends burst into laughter.

"Nah she's jokes," the one next to her said, he was the one in the red jacket.

"Caes man," Travis chuckled and passed him a 20-pound note. "You guys go find a shop or something." They both stood up and left the park cracking jokes and laughing.

"Let's discuss your problems." She said as she pulled her phone out to take notes. She didn't bring her notebook.

"I don't have any problems, I'm a big man. I solve that shit quicker than I get them."

"So you just happen to end up in jail twice in the past 7 years with no problems at all?" She screwed at him, he always found ways to ruin her mood.

"I mean no, but you know, feds were on man for time! It was forged evidence." He said looking everywhere but in her eyes. He hated the way she looked at him as if she was disappointed. But how was she really to him? No one so why the look bothered him he didn't understand.

It took Sabrina about 20 minutes to fill in his reports she left a few things out. Not long after his friends returned being extra loud.

Sabrina had packed her things and gotten ready to leave. She whipped out her phone to call an Uber.

Bashar accidentally crashed the front of her car when they returned from dinner. He felt so bad he went to get it fixed but of course, that would take time.

"You drove here?" Travis asked her looking around, she shook her head.

"Nah my man crashed my car," she said.

"I'll drop you home," Travis got up and so did she. She watched as his friends gave him the small plastic bag with snacks and drinks inside before heading in the other direction.

"Thanks."

They didn't speak much during the ride but when Travis came to a red light Sabrina answered a phone call.

''Hey, babe.''

''...''

''I'll be there soon,''

''...''

''Okay, should I come straight to yours or are you gonna pick me up?''

Travis watched as she conversated, he couldn't help but think about how lucky Sabrina's man was. Yeah, he was still upset that she had slept with him knowing she had a whole man at home but Travis didn't really care for some next man but still. He wouldn't like it if his lady went and slept with her client but who was Travis to judge her?

She disconnected the call and smiled lowly looking out the window.

''Can I see your living arrangments?'' Sabrina looked at Travis, she had always wondered how he lived, with who he lived. 

''Ahh, sure b''

He did a quick u-turn and drove in the other direction of town, luckily they weren't far from where he lived.

He pulled up an parked on the side of the road, there were already 3 cars in the driveway. They both got out of the car, Sabrina walked aroun2d the car and followed him inside. The house was average size, when they got inside, everything was marble, the floor, stairs just basically everything. 

She looked towards the kitchen, the island counter was marble, there was a mirror running along the counter. The lights were on and inaudible chatter came from the kitchen but she didn't seem to spot the people.

''Do you live by yourself?'' She asked as they walked upstairs.

''Nah still, with my cousins.'' He stepped into a room and walked to the bed, he sat down and pulled a blunt out of his drawers. She looked around the room and noticed a big mirror on the ceiling. She noted that she had to ask Bashar if they shouldn't get one. Her eyes then landed on a painting hanging on the wall. It was of a beautiful black woman. 

''Who's that?'' She asked taking a seat on a chair next to a small white table.

''My mother,'' He said as he blew smoke out of his mouth.

She got up and walked towards him, she looked at the blunt before snatching it out of his hand- he chuckled lightly and watched her dash it on the other side of the room. 

''Sabrina, behave. You're forgetting this isn't your house.'' She screwed him and went for the door but he stopped her.

''I hate you,'' she said not turning around, ''am I not doing my job properly?''

''Is that what you're telling yourself?'' He sounded surprised.

''I haven't been telling myself anything. I just know I hate you and you won't ever change, now let me go.''She stood facing the door with her arms crossed and feel him move closer behind her she felt his body heat.

Damn it.

''No, you don't.''

''Please, I can't stand being in the same room as you no more,'' she said desperately. ''Just let me go please.''

His hand slipped up her hoodie, he caressed her sides before firmly gripping her hip, pulling her roughly against him. She felt his hardness and stepped away from him just for him to pull her back.

''No.''

She turned around to face him. ''I hate you so much!''The words spilled out of her mouth but even she knew they weren't true.

He grabbed her face and roughly made her look up at him.

''Do you want me right now?'' 

She felt every word in her crotch. 

''No.''

''Don't lie to me Sabrina,'' he choked her lightly, he watched as she struggled to talk.

''I'm not,''

''Lies. Tell me what you want right now.'' She could barely breathe but all now she was just thinking about how good his hand felt on her throat.

''I wanna go home,'' she turned to the door only for his hand to push it back, he leaned into her and planted soft kisses on her neck. ''Please.''

''Tell me what you want and I promise I'll give it to you.''

His fingers slid down her side and straight into her pants. She felt as he moved her panties to the side and made his entrance inside her with his fingers. 

''I want you to let me go,'' she nearly moaned. She gripped his hand from outside of her pants, her legs shaking.

''You're already this wet for me, why do you wanna go?'' 

''Please get off of me.'' She pushed his hand out in embarrassment. He lightly wrapped his arms around her pulling her in close. ''Just try to help me change you please, you can do so much better.'' 

-

And she finally updated! 

What do you guys think of Sabrina & Travis's relationship so far? And do you prefer Sabrina and Bashar or Sabrina and Travis?

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