The NoteBook (A Queen Mafia Love Story) Pt.3

The Notebook•2

Flashback
Jordan POV

It's now 10:30 pm and I've been standing on the corner for a hour now. When I see a few familiar faces, they walk past and we do a quick exchange of money and powder. I'm receiving the money of course.

I done made a little more than five hundred dollars already, with the prices being $35. I'm almost out. I only came with 20 dime bags and I got 5 left.

Another person walks up and he's got on all black. I get this feeling something ain't right.

I keep a gun in my pants and In my hoodie pocket. I already have my hands in my hoodie, so I got my hand on my Glock 19. If this nigga tryna anything, I'm taking his fucking head off.

"What you on?" I ask out.

He walks up closer and reaches. I pull mines out shoot him right through the head. His blood splattered back on me. That shit was loud, so I run to my car and drive off.

"Fuck!" I yell to myself.

I take the sleeve of my hood and wipe my face off. I drive to my private little spot and pull into my garage. I get out the car and walk inside.

I hurry up and change. My phone rings. I look at my pager to see who it was.

"Kierra" I say to myself.

After our reunion 2 nights ago, we got into it again last night. I've been trying to call and reach her all day to talk apologize but she been ignoring me. So when I see it's her calling, I snatch the phone and answer.

"Hello?" I ask

"What?"

"Why you've been ignoring me? I texted you an hour ago."

"For what!? I ain't obligated to answer yo phone calls. You remember you told me you could have any bitch you wanted right!?"

"The fuck you call me back for then!? Just to fucking argue!? You knew I didn't mean that shit! You said some shit you ain't mean neither. Why you always act like you don't do shit too? Like you don't do shit to piss me off!"

"Jordan how about you stop being a bitch-" I hang the phone up.

I snatch my keys off the table and walk out the garage. I swing my car door open before getting in. I let the garage up before backing up, closing it and speeding away.

I drive to T, one of my bosses spots. I park my car across the street from the apartment building because I don't need nothing happening to my shit.

I get out and walk across the street and hit the buzzer. The door unlocks and I walk in. I jog up three flights of stairs and walk down the hall to apartment 35.

I knock once and wait for someone to open the door. When the door opens I step in. I walk into the living room. They all look at me.

"Can I talk to you for a minute?" I ask him

"Yea. I'll be right back." He tells the others

He stands up and we walk to the back room.

"Wassup?"

"I just shot some nigga on the corner in bank-head."

"Just now?" He asks

"About 45 mins ago. He walked up in all black about to pull out, so I shot his ass. His blood splattered all over me so I went home and changed."