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Chapter 12

JJ

"You played really good today", I was unfazed by all the attention I was getting from these girls, who on my side dragged me outside for no reason, I continued to watch as one of them danced on me.

I gave it a good minute before I excused myself from these shawties and made my way back into the house.

I stopped once I seen an unfamiliar and a familiar standing next to each other as the unfamiliar nigga had a grin on his face.

With my bottle in hand, I leaned against the sliding door before I peered over at everyone who was crowded by the stairs.

My attention was soon focused on Candy who was slyly making her way down the corridor where my pops office was.

Mentally rolling my eyes as I put two and two together, I looked over at the two ma'fvckers who were starting to irritate my niggas.

Making my way to my group, I kept my focus on the one nigga I didn't want here.

"Brian" I simply said as I looked him dark in the eyes with no emotion.

Whatever ty did to him, he really fvcked him up. He had a cut under his eye that I could tell was healing and his other eye had a visible bruise along with his cut lip that was also healing.

And you could tell his nose was still in the process of healing ca' it was wrapped in a small bit of band aids.

"Been a minute.." he said as he returned the same stare.

I knew this nigga wasn't gonna back down now so I had to come up with something that would give me the chance to go over by the office and see what Candy was up to.

"Grab yourselves a drink in the kitchen" I said as I motioned to the direction of the kitchen.

Like idiots they went for it before I looked at Marcus who quickly picked on that something was wrong and I started to make my way to the corridor.

As I walked down past the guest room and the secret play room, there I seen Candy fiddling with the damn lock on the door.

I grabbed her and pinned her against the wall on the side, covering her mouth so she wouldn't scream before I looked her dark in the eyes.

"What the fvck are you doing?" I asked pissed.

Her breathing was heavy as she panicked, looking up at me in fear. Good thing she wasn't a nigga cause I would have shown her who I really was on the spot.

I removed my hand over her mouth once tears ran down her face.

"I asked you a fvcking question" I said not in the mood to wait for her cause she was prolly trynna think of a lie.

"Please don't hurt me" she pleaded, making me even more pissed as I was running out of patience.

"It really isn't what it looks like" she explained, not fooling me in the slightest.

"You wanna see a nigga die tonight?" I asked her which made her shake her head before she threw herself onto me and our lips met.

Without a thought I pushed her away before she stared at the floor sniffing.

At this point I knew her ass was terrified and she just wanted to get outta dis space, but I needed answers and I wasn't gon budge until she started talking.

"An anonymous called my phone the other day tell- forcing me to get a file in your office" she said in between her tears.

"I don't know what it's for but - but they gave me no choice but to or else they would kill me" she added still crying.