The Forbidden Hit

Chapter 5

'I'm sorry for the wait I'm sorry for the wait. The Carter gon be late so I cooked up a tape. The garden full of snakes so I had to escape. Lil homie gon be straight lil homie gon be straight and this that sorry for the wait 2.'

Jamaal rolled over when he heard his phone ringing. "Hello?" he grumbled barely awake.

"Hey boss I know it's early, but we got a problem." Mikey rushed into the phone.

"What kind of problem?" Jamaal said as he tried to slip his arm from under Jayla and got off the bed.

"Meet at the warehouse in the next hour." Mikey said frantically.

"Mikey what's goin on man?" Jamaal asked as he tip toed into the bathroom.

"Somebody been spillin' secrets and we need to wind it out of them." Mikey said getting upset all over again.

"Alright. Alright. Lemme see what I could do."

"I know that new chick you fuckin' with ain't got you pussy whipped already." Mikey laughed hysterically.

"Can't be pussy whipped if I ain never got none." Mikey laughed even harder.

"So man what you sayin? You like her?" Jamaal got silent. "Damn dude. You got it bad." Jamaal blushed and smiled.

"Whatever. I'll be there in a hour duke." Jamaal said grabbing the knob to walk out the bathroom.

"A'ight homie. Peace." Jamaal opened the bathroom door to find Jayla starring him dead in the face.

"Where you goin'?" Jayla said folding her arms.

"Got something I need to take care of." Jamaal stated tersely.

"A'ight. I'll get dressed." Jayla said heading for the bathroom.

"Wait wait wait wait wait...where you think you going?"

"With you. Problem?"

"Yes. Big problem., I don't want to bring you into my shit ma. I told you that already." Jamaal said hating to repeat himself.

"Well that's too bad. Go get dressed. You only got an hour to get there." Jayla said brushing past him to go in the bathroom.

"How you know that?...Anyway, c'mon ma. You not goin'. We talked about this already." Jamaal said sternly.

"You done?" Jayla started the shower and undressed. Jamaal let out a heavy sigh and shook his head from side to side.

"A'int no sense arguing with you is there?" Jayla ignored him stepping in the shower. When she got out Jamaal followed routine and did the same. By the time he got out the shower , Jayla was already dressed in black skinny jeans a camouflage tank top and some black heels.

"You can't be serious. Babe I don't want nothing happenin' to you out there." Jamaal said as he kneeled in front of Jayla.

"Why you always kneelin' to me? I ain't God." She said brushing him off.

"You ain't God, but you were made like a goddess. And that's why I don't want nothing to go down and you there."

"How you think I feel when you out there doing whatever and I'm here alone in an empty bed. If we die out there, I wanna be there to die with you." Jayla said fighting back the tears.

"I know ma. I promise we gonna talk about this when we get back home later." Jamaal got up and walked over to their closet.

"Did you just say we?" Jayla lit up.

"You already dressed. Don't make no sense to tell you no." Jayla ran over and jumped on his back.

"You ain't all feathers babe. C'mon let ya man get dressed." Jayla hopped off and sat back down on the bed.