Right My Wrongs || Jordan Baker [ON HOLD]

Keep Ya Head Up 《2》

Jackson walked down the alleyway, paranoid as he watched behind him sporadically, trying to keep an eye on his surroundings.

“Yo, Jack, you shouldn’t be walking around like you sellin’ drugs, man. You gon’ get yourself popped.” The man reveals himself from the shadows, as no other than his uncle. 

Jackson rolls his eyes at the familiar face that has made his life hell since the day he became affiliated with him.” What did you want, Tyrone?” he said informally, trying to sound irritated, enough to push Tyrone’s buttons. 

“Put some respect on my name, son. I raised you as your mother raised me, you're as much as my son, as you are hers.” He said, with a smug smile on his face. Jackson lamely nodded, stuffing his hands in his jacket pockets. This time in LA it was always chilly. He clicks his tongue and he sets it on the roof of his mouth, annoyed he had to meet this man once again. 

“Ok, whatever. But for real, why do you need me?” Jackson questioned his presence there, he was afraid to tell him his recent feelings on the curly-headed girl he grew to love and adored. Forbidden Love, what a waste of time, well at least that was what Tyrone said. Tyrone needed Janelle to fall for Jackson for his plan to work and Jackson blindly accepted his fate, but never accounted for the fact he would also fall for the Davis girl himself. 

“I need intel on Jessica’s daughter. They told her mother that she shouldn't have returned, and now, the both will pay.” 

“She was a kid, uncle. You ruined her life as much as it is, why do it again? I get it, what her mother did ruin everything for the gang, but Janelle has done nothing wrong, please, lead her out of this.” Jackson strongly said, as he accidentally let a plea slip from his mouth. I would remorse and guilt. Mostly love. Tyrone’s jaw clenched, and he walked further up to Jackson, as he got up in his face. 

Face to face, Jackson let his eyes stray from Tyrsone’s gaze, giving up. “I need you to understand that I am showing that girl enough mercy to let her live. She should have been dead after that night, but she wasn't, and now I’m just showing her all the shit her mother left behind, she fucked up everything for everyone in the gang, she deserves hell, and so does her daughter. No more discussing anything, son. She will feel everything. All the pain, all ‘dat hate she did before, she’ll feel everything her mother left behind for us, Jack. This is her mom's fault, not mine.” Tyrone began to walk away. 

“Where are you going?!” Jackson inquired loudly to get his voice to project to Tyrone’s hearing range. 

“To give the little lady a talk, and don’t think I haven’t seen the way you speak of her. I know you love her, Jack, and don't worry, she’ll live a little longer, for your sake”, and with that, Tyrone gets in his car, and drives off, to the house upon the hills, leaving Jackson questioning everything and more. 

***

“What do you want, Tyrone?” Janelle couldn't feel more confused and scared, but if she knew anything, she wasn't supposed to run from people with as much power as Tyrone has. 

Tyrone laughs, inviting himself in with his 7thmen, as they observe the homestead,”  Nice crib, little lady. Seemed to have cost a fortune.” Tyrone places a smug smile on his face, looking at the girl. For a person he thought to feel intimidated by him, she stood her ground well, he was almost impressed about how well she held herself together, almost. “What? Scared?” He pestered her with the question, waiting for her to break, but she stood tall. That’s what traumatic stress does to a person. 

“I’m not going to ask you again, Tyrone, what do you want from me? You Have taken enough from me already, don’t you think.”

He clicks his tongue three times, as he shakes his head. “Now if I remember I was just doing what your mother did to many people, including me. Anyways, if it was up to me, you would already be dead, but thanks to your little boyfriend, you're not. Not yet, at least.” Janelle was confused, her boyfriend? What did Jackson have to do with any of this? She thought.  Her confused face seemed to show on her face, as Tyrone just nodded and continued with his words.