Broke Luxury (A Jacquees Short Story) #Wattys2016

(8) Worth Fighting For

Passion

I stepped out of my maroon Denali and ran my fingers through my hair. I walked up to Sasha's door and rung the doorbell. She answered within a few seconds and she looked like shit.

Damn.

"Peaches, not today." She said on the verge of tears. I knew this was taking a toll on her more than I thought.

"Bitch, I'm here to love you." I said pushing past her and sitting my stuff on the counter. Malika was passed out on the big, black, love seat. I smiled at her and sat on the other couch.

"Excuse my appearance." Sasha said sipping her wine. I looked at my Anne Klein watch.

"Baby, it's only 11. It's a little too early for drinks." I said taking the glass from her hand and sipping some myself.

"Girl, I need something." Her voice sounded exhausted and she look like she hadn't slept in days.

"Kerrie wrong as fuck." I got straight to the point. She shrugged her shoulders. "You miss him?"

She bit her lip before answering. "Like hell."

"He hasn't called?" It was a rhetorical question, but I felt like it was necessary. She shook her head no and my heart broke as I saw the tears forming in her eyes all over again.

"Don't cry ladybug. My makeup on fleek today and seeing your ass cry is going to make me cry." I hugged her tightly and she held her breath so she wouldn't cry.

"I'm sorry." She whispered.

"Don't be sorry, but listen, let's go out tonight." She started to reject my offer, but I wasn't taking no for an answer. "Yes, yes, yes! I don't want you in this house crying anymore. Your mom can watch Lika." I said smiling.

"Peaches-" She started.

"You better be finding your damn outfit and when I come pick you up you better be ready or we gone be fighting right in front of your house." I said looking at her seriously. "Matter of fact, everyone is gonna get dressed over here! That sounds great." I said sending out a group message to everybody.

She sighed in defeat. "I won't have fun, but alright Passion."

"Don't be such a party poopin' negative naquisha!" I exclaimed and a smile tugged at the corners of her mouth, but it didn't reach her eyes.

"I love you." She said sadly.

"Oh girl, I love you too like black girls love white boys!" I said tackling her and kissing her cheeks repeatedly. She laughed and the laugh was genuine.

"I know you're about to go find an outfit." She said after we calmed down.

"You know it. Have to stay with the fleekage." I paused and my eyes lit up. "You should come!"

She groaned and looked down at herself. She shook her head no.

"Yes! Go get dressed. You don't have to be fancy cause I'm not." I motioned to my black Nike hat, white Nike shirt with a black 'Just Do It' sign, black Nike jogging pants, and all maroon Roshe Runs. "We can drop Lika off too."

She frowned.

"Please S. I hate seeing you like this." I pouted.

"Fine." She getting up to go get dressed. I clapped my hands excitedly and plopped down on the couch while I waited.

I didn't want her to be sad anymore. I'm not gonna be like 'bitch get over him' because they really had something and when the feeling are real you just can't get over him. I just hope Quee knows what he's doing to her.

Part of me thinks he doesn't deserve her, but the other half wants him to come back because he makes her happy. I hope they work things out cause as long as my girls are happy, I'm happy .. no matter how crazy the things they're fighting for is.

Unknown

I sent another right hook into Jacquees' jaw. "Tell me where they are." I growled.

"Fuck you." He spit on my shoes.

"You a bitch for that." I sent a kick into his ribs and he fell to the ground. My guards picked him back up. His arms were tied behind his back and his legs were tied too. He was on his knees, execution style.

"You better kill me." He said chuckling to his self. "Because if I get out of here, I'm killin' you."

I laughed this time. "When I find your family, you'll want to kill yourself anyway." I smirked as his eyebrows furrowed.

"You got me fucked up!" He exclaimed spitting out more blood.

I shrugged.

I wasn't scared of this bitch.

"I'll let you go now, if you tell me where they are." I was trying to reason with him.

"Just kill me, cause I ain't tellin' yo' bitch ass shit.. Fucking queer."

I shook my head. I don't know why people choose to play with me. It's only a matter of time before I execute my plan.

"You don't have to tell me bitch. I got niggas in her city. They will find her." I said confidently.

I ordered my guards to throw him back in the dungeon. I don't give a damn if he tells me or not. They'll find her.

I love Peaches lol.

Poor Quee!

Where is he, who had him, and why do they want his family?

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- toodles, jp!