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LUNDUN - 11:40pm - TRAP HOUSE
Zainab burst through the chipped away unstable wooden front door of the suppliers trap house. There he was, leaned back on the rusting burgundy couch with a blunt in his mouth, phone in one hand and a blade in the other.
"Zeze, just the person I wanted to see" he says, getting up with a smirk on his face. "Don't call me that, Jonathan Jordan." Zainab shot back with an irritated look on his face.
Two of his men in the back chuckled to themselves before J2 shot them a quick glance and the room fell silent again. They both regained composer.
He took a pull of his blunt and slowly creeped his was over by the door where Zainab was standing. He towered over her, so close to her body where she could feel his body heat radiating off of him. Failing to 'seductively' shut the door behind Zainab, J2 ended up slamming it instead, startling her.
"Where were you?" J2 asked sternly. "Serving." she stated bluntly, looking up at him keeping eye contact. "Don't lie to me."
"I said I was serving." she slightly raised her voice. "Don't lie to me bitch!" J2 yelled as he struck her across her left cheek. "I'm not fucking lying" She yelled at the top of her lungs back at him. He struck her again and again and again.
Zainab raised her arms across her face in self defence but the damage was still being done. All her belongings dropped onto the floor as she tried to dodge his hits.
"Daddy!" A young innocent voice shrieked, following the noise of little footsteps running. She came up behind her father and wrapped her arms around his leg in an attempt to stop him.
J2 finally backed off and picked her up. "Bitch you lucky my daughter here" he huffed and walked back over to his seat.
"What the fuck is going on" a loud mouthed, on the bigger side, lady yelled coming down the stairs. "Lilly it's cool, go back up ima be there ina min" J2 spoke in frustration.
"No! I wanna know what the hell is goin on in my house Jonathan!" she yelled, twirling her afro and blowing her bubble gum. Zainab gagged at the sight and rolled her eyes. Yet she still remained in her same spot by the door.
"Oh. What's this hoe doing here?" Lilly said laughing. Zainab shot her the dirtiest flat known to mankind. She reached into her purse and J2 quickly pulled a gun out, aiming at her and taking it off safety.
"Relax idiot." She slowly pulled out three stacks of money and slowly walked over to the couch, tossing it on the broken down table in the centre of the room. "That's all you got?" Lilly snapped her neck to ask.
"You don't have a dollar to your name, don't worry bout me" Zainab said in response. "Mtcht" Lilly rolled her eyes. "Hand me my child, the fuck?" She said grabbing the little girl and returning upstairs.
J2 and Zainab stood in silence staring at eachother. The right side of her face remained bruised and her eye was purple. Regardless of the pain she wasn't back down and he knew it. "Where the rest of my money at?" he asked. "That's all, business was slow today" she lied through her teeth.
"Mane ian tryna hear that!" he yelled balling his fists up and storming towards her. She quickly backed up, but her back was met with the wall and she had no choice but to cover her head with her arms. He started hooking her body - left and right with no mercy.
There was no escape, nowhere to breathe, no where to run, no where to hide. She took it like a g and by the time he was done he had pinned her to the wall by her neck.
"The next time you lie to me bitch ima do you worse. You hear me?!" he yelled. She flinched at his words and struggled to breathe at the same time.
Lilly stood in the back laughing and clapping her hands. This was entertaining to her. Zainab on the other hand clawed at his hands in attempt to loosen his grip around her neck. She kicked her legs and gasped for air as he tightened his grip.
The sound of glass shattering was heard but was ignored. It was probably the little girl.
She knew Lilly despised her, but looked to her for help. Lilly flipped her off, took the money and skipped upstairs.
Bitch.
Zainabs temperature started to rise, her ears were ringing and her vision slowly faded out. Her limo body dropped to the floor when J2 was pistol whipped by a masked man with curly hair and chocolate eyes.
To be continued...
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➤ this book is going to be a roller coaster of emotions and have sooo many plot twists lmao i can't wait!
