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*At My House*

Jacob: *runs in the house* what the fuck happened? *looks at the lady next to Jackson* who is this?

Jackson: Ivory's assistant sent a lawyer here today.

Jacob: A lawyer for what?

Lawyer: *stands up* for your brother, Ivory hired me to help you win custody. She also put a trust fund in place for him that she needs you to sign.

Jackson: This is the best news I've got all week.

Jacob: *chuckles* come here boy

Jacob: *chuckles* come here boy

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Jackson: *hugs Jacob*

Lawyer: *stands up* I'll let you guys enjoy the news, tell Ivory she's in my prayers. *leaves* 

Jacob: *looks at everybody* alright, like I said, what the fuck happened?

Brandon: *looks at Ciara* *looks at Jacob* let's talk outside

Jacob: *takes his jacket off* *follows Brandon outside* *looks at Mo* somebody better start talking

Brandon: She's been taking pills and last night she panicked and next thing we know she was unconcious.

Jacob: *looks at Mo* do not tell me she's been taking the shit I gave you. *starts unbuttoning his shirt*

Mo: *nods* I didn't think she-

Jacob: That's the problem Mo, you don't fucking think. *takes off his shirt* How did she get it in the first place?

Brandon: He left the duffle bag in her room.

Jacob: *chuckles* you knew she had a drug problem and your dumb ass left a whole bag of it in her room. I should really fuck you up right now *shakes his head* *walks back in the house* who's at the hospital now? Is she awake?

Brandon: She hasn't woke up yet, but Lala and Crystal are down there with her now.

Jacob: *punches the air* *points at Mo* stay away from her and go get my fucking money

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Jacob: *punches the air* *points at Mo* stay away from her and go get my fucking money. *leaves* *slams the door*

Mo: *looks at Brandon* you still in to get this money?

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