CJ
8 months later.....I grabbed his arm and punched his chest, hitting the back of his knee to buck. Memphis fell back and hooked his ankles around my neck, flipping me on my back. I caught my breath and rolled over, I jumped back on my feet and swung at him again.
Its been a while since we fought, we've all been busy with dad and his projects. The last year and a half, Ricky has been in Baltimore working on the Taft building with his crew and going west of Virginia, looking for Eric's ass.
Kir and Enzi were still in Dallas working on another project for dad.....me and Memphis were here with dad. We just finished one house and would take a quick break before we start on the other. Memphis kicked and I blocked, I flipped on my back when he ducked and swung his legs.
"Alright!" I coughed, staring up at the ceiling.
"You slipping, bruh....." He helped me up and I let out a small cringe.
"And I think a lil too old....." I stretched my back.
"Yo ass ain't too old for all the flipping around and shit....." He snickered, I shrugged and walked to the bench press.
"Never too old for that....." I love doing parkour, it's exhilarating and a good stress relief. "Shit, please don't be international......" I heard our phones ring.
"Answer....." Memphis said out loud and the call connected. "Shael....."
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His Second Chance (The Bad Boys Club #2)
RomansaMemphis, Zurich (Ricky), McKenzie (Enzi), Christian Jr (CJ) & Shakir (Kir) have been what they call the ghosts of the USA. Once an American becomes a hostage in foreign situations and there's no other choice, but to use forceful tactics.....these ar...