"Triple Trouble" written by: Moini J.

06..🦋

"Jas open this door. I know you in there ma. *Mike expresses in a low tone, holding up the red roses he brought for Ja; chuckling as he slightly taps his FN on Jas's door*

*Sighs* "What are you doing here Mike? "*Jas yells; sounding terrified*

*Jas looks back at Mae and Fe, shrugging her shoulders in confusion*

"Oh baby, it feels so good to hear your voice." *Mike gently smiles* "I've been texting you, why haven't you been answering?" *Mike rubs the door with his right hand, dropping the roses*

"I said we're done Mike, what did you think would happen?" *Jas she smartly bobs her head, slowly tiptoeing up to her front door*

"Babe.*Mike sighs* you know that ain't true, just open the door my love, we can talk about this."

"No, just leave. I'm serious Winnie." *Jas is back looking through her peephole*

"I see you mama." *Mike laughs* 

*Ja runs back to Mae and Fe*

"MAMA! OPEN THE DOOR! You know how I get!"  *Mike softly rubs Jasmine's front door*

*Ja, Fe, and Mae are silent, still, and awaiting Mike's exit*

*An hour has now passed*

*Mike is still at Ja's front door*

*Slight taps turn into hard knocks. Soft whispers turns into loud screaming*

"Girl, you need to do something." *Fe whispers*

"Yeah, she's right, didn't you forget we have this money to count? Not to mention a job we have to go to in five hours. We can't just wait here forever." *Mae whispers as she crosses her arms, rolling her eyes*

"She's right ma, come out and talk to me." *Mike softly chuckles*

"How the hell did he hear us?" *Both Fe and Mae asks while looking in Ja's direction*

*Ja sighs putting her hands over her head, shaking it*

"Okay." *Sounding disappointed, Ja begins to walk towards the door, but is caught off guard*

*Mike opens the door, smiling widely*

Mike's POV: 

There she is. Her backup dancers are here as well. *Mike looks around, easily spotting the five mil*  Haha, that's okay, these girls are always up to something, I can tell they need some help, just look at them. My guys Chris and Jaxon are on the way, all these bitches gone learn that once they fuck with us, ain't no leaving. *Laughs* I mean, Jas is different. Look at her. Standing there, all scared, there's no need to be scared of me. I told her two years ago, there's no leaving me. Yeah, I slapped her twice and that was on me, but that doesn't mean leave me. I been like this my entire life, she knows this. Why can't she just help me? I wanna do better by her.

Jasmine's POV: 

Here go this nigga, doing this toxic shit once again. I kinda like it. *Sighs* I can't believe this and in front of my friends? Are you serious? Well, I have only myself to blame. This man told me he has this obsessive disorder, those folks told me to stay away from him, but guess what, I still chose to deal with him, this is all on me. I just hope he doesn't completely spazz. I feel bad for him. *Jas places her hands where her heart is.*  His mother and father used to beat him, starve him, and lock him away in a basement. He has a lot of trauma and I just wanna be there for him. But him putting his hands on me is a no. I can't do that. What kind of woman would I be if I stayed with a man that thinks it's okay to hit me?

Mae's POV: 

This right here, is starting to remind me of how my "husband" used to be. Whenever I would say I wanted out, this man would go into these bipolar episodes. At first, he was understanding, then, he was friendly, finally, came the anger, the aggression, the fights, and the dominant possession, causing him to stalk me and scare me into coming back home to him. Are all guys like this? I mean, if he truly felt this attached to her, why aren't they together instead of doing this toxic shit?

Fe's POV: 

This nigga got a FN in his left hand. *Fe laughs*  He must not know I got my Glock in my right. Ion wanna make it a sticky situation, but from the looks of it; it just might have to be. Jas is scared and Mae is scared; prolly having flashbacks from her cousin-husband. It's on me to make sure they good, and trust me, they will be good.

"Mike get ou-" *Before Jasmine could finish her sentence, two men walked in*