When Two Worlds Collide

Chapter 15

JAMES P.O.V.

I took a long puff of my blunt tryna eas my mind. Brionna pissed me off so fuckin bad. We never fight or argue but this shit really had me hot. I really wanted to smack the fuck out her ass.

Hello?! Is your head not in the game? Amilia asked getting my attention. I snapped out my daze and turned to look at her. "Did you hear what I said?"

Hell naw, what you say?

I have about 10 keys waiting in Jamaica for me. I need your help getting them back here to the states can you help?

Yeah, when you tryna do this shit?

I have a private plane leaving here tomorrow morning! And we can be back Wednesday afternoon.

Ight! Cool!

I'll have the driver come and pick you up in the morning....

Nah I can meet you here...

Okay even better that means you will be on time.

Whatever, you done with this?

Yeah, I take my cut you take the rest...

Ight! I counted out half a million dropping it on the bed and zipping the bag up.

You sure you okay? Something bothering you? You wasn't acting off like this before you left earlier. If you can't move this product around tell me now.

Dude I can, what the fuck I got going on don't fuckin concern you. Like I said I'll be ready in the morning type shit.

Okay!

I grabbed the bag to leave out her room. I made my way downstairs to my car so I can go drop this weight off and distribute it around.

You ever just be so mad all you can think about is the shit that made you mad. I wanted to go home and smack fire from my wife but I vowed to her, myself, and most importantly God that I'd never put my hands on her. She really saying some stupid shit got me hot and I can't fuckin get over it.