You've Got it Bad

Ninety Eight

*Play this at the end to cry 😭❤️☝🏾
And this chapter is hella long bc idk when to stop 💀

And only half edited because I keep falling asleep! 😒

But anyways,

Jade's POV

"W-what?" I stuttered, feeling myself floating in and out of consciousness.

"Probably not the family reunion you had in mind, but-"

"Fuck you!" I spat. "You are not my family!"

He walked over and snatched me up to my feet. My body hurt so bad I could scream, but it wouldn't do any good. He wrapped his hand around my throat and pinned me to the wall.

"You need to learn how to watch your fucking mouth!" He yelled in my face.

I wanted to say something back, but it felt like his hand was crushing my windpipe.

"Not much to say now, huh?" He laughed in my face.

I don't know where the strength even came from, but I was so over guys like him who like to slap women around, thinking it makes them look tougher.

In one move, I brought my knee up and right into his balls. He doubled over in pain and his guys charged at me. I was able to get in one more kick before they pinned me back to the wall and I curled up as they started punching me from different directions.

"Enough!" Oscar yelled and the guys backed away from me.

I looked up at him with matching evil eyes. Now that I knew who he was, I was past scared. I was just plain furious.

"I'll let that slide, but the next time, my foot will be in your throat!" He yelled.

"You feel like a man now?" I asked through gritted teeth, holding my stomach and wiping the blood from my nose and lip. I was going there. To that blind stupid anger. The stupid kind where you're an unarmed woman talking shit surrounded by five big ass dudes with guns, who didn't look like they would have a problem using them.

"What?" He looked at me as if he was wondering where I got the nerve too. He lunged at me again, grabbing my throat, but this time he lifted me off the floor.

"What the hell do you want?!" I croaked out, kicking my feet.

"I'm expanding my business to this side of town, and what better place to operate out of, than your daughter's legitimate nightclub." He smiled and released my throat.

I fell down, still choking on blood. "You're out of you're damn mind!" I started to get up, but he pointed his gun at me again and I froze. "You're real tough with that thing."

"And you've got a big ass mouth!" He yelled, still pointing it at me.

"Cops are here, we gotta go!" One of the large guys yelled, peeking out of the front door.

"You bitch!" Oscar yelled, kicking me again. "You called the cops?!"

"No I didn't!" I cried out in pain. "How could I have?!"

"That means someone else is here then!" He looked around and my heart stopped when he looked up the stairs.

Fuck!

"No there isn't!" I cried, trying to get up off the floor.

"Boss, we gotta go!" The one guy yelled.

I was able to pull myself up to my knees and start to crawl towards the stairs, but he put his foot on my back.

"You'll be seeing me again, and you'll be begging to take my offer!" He lifted his foot and brought it back down onto my back, stomping me back to the floor.