A Housekeeper's Secrets

Candor.

Jayde's POV:

"Stay back or I'll put a bullet in her head right now!" Marco shouted as I watched Chris try to approach us. My stomach flipped constantly from my growing fear and my thoughts pondered on my fate.

"Chris!" I whimpered out as Marco kept me in a chokehold and held a gun to my temple.

"It's ok baby... I'm right here! He ain't gone do shit!" He exclaimed as my eyes bucked.

Is he crazy?!

"I won't!? Try me!" Marco shouted back.

"You ain't built for this shit. You way in over yo' head man so just tell me why you're here. You been on my ass all weekend! Why?!" Chris asked with an elevated tone.

He kept his attention on Marco.

"It was you... Tell me it was you." He said in a frustrated tone.

"It was me?? What are you talking about? Who sent you?" Chris asked with a confused facial expression.

"I sent myself motherfucker. You're the man that murdered my parents!" Marco shouted to Chris with obvious anguish in his voice.

Another man stayed near us to ensure that Marco remained protected.

I could see the warmth leave Chris' face and regret immediately started pouring in. I even heard him mumble, "Fuck" under his breath.

"Look, I understand your——" Chris said but was soon cut off by an angry remark.

"You couldn't possibly understand what I've lost! You have no fucking idea! How could you murder them in cold blood?!" Marco exclaimed as Chris furrowed his eyebrows aggressively.

"In cold blood?! Is that what you think?? It wasn't like that. I only did what I was instructed to." Chris voiced as Marco became confused.

"Did what you were instructed? Well who the hell told you to do it!?" Marco shouted angrily as I continued to shiver nervously under him.

"Stop fucking moving!" Marco yelled at me and tears streamed down my face.

"Don't fuckin' talk to her like that! I'll break yo' fuckin' jaw bitch ass nigga." Chris said as my blood pressure increased by the second.

"Remember I can change your life in seconds. She'll be gone before you know it." Marco said to him but referring to me.

"Chris I'm scared! Please help me!" I cried out as he clenched his fist and jaw.

"Baby I told you I got you... just try to stay calm. Now, why do you think I blatantly did that shit?" Chris asked Marco.

"That's what I was told." He responded with irritation in his voice.

"So, I guess Juan never told you the truth... fuckin' hoe ass nigga man." Chris said shaking his head.

Marco grew even more perplexed by the second.

He looked to one of Juan's men to ask for answers with his facial expressions. But, he wouldn't even budge.

"The truth? What the fuck are you talking about!?" Marco shouted.

"Man, your father was being reprimanded for stealing from Juan and lying on the books." Chris said as Marco spoke.

"You're lying! My father wouldn't do that..." He said as I tried to stay calm.

"He was and there was clear proof... he asked one of my boys and I to investigate. We gathered our findings, reported to Juan, and he instructed me to kill him. Then... he brought out your mom." Chris said with remorse.