THE BOY IS MINE

Part 2: NOT CUT FOR IT.

••AT THE OFFICES••

Jordan throws his backpack on top of the coffee table with a loud grunt still trembling as he walks closer to the powerful men seated across him with raised brows, dumbfounded and a little concerned about Jordan.

Jordan snarls at them and he glares up at his boss Petey with his fists both placed on the table leaning closer to him still shaky and catching his breath for a moment as his chest heaves heavily from all the running he had to do for the day.

Jordan: That's it Petey, this was my last job for you and I don't ever want to work as your delivery boy ever again. I nearly died today...I watched my friend being shot in cold blood right in front of my eyes and God I could have been shot to death too but luckily for me I made a run for it, I made a run amidst flying bullets at that and all for what?...a money?, Your fucking money?

He huffs catching his breath and before Petey could open his mouth to utter a word Jordan raises his hand towards his face and for once since never he feels really brave to treat the big boss like this in his own office without worrying about any consequences that would soon follow.

Jordan: Well here is your fucking money Petey and it is all in there, you can count it for yourself, but just no more jobs for me Petey, I am seriously done this time.
Petey: I know that you are still shook by the turn of events from earlier and seeing your friend dying in front of you like that.. .but we both have to agree that he was just so unfortunate okay, the game is bad you have always known that and it just can't be helped.
Jordan: Unfortunate?, He was unfortunate Petey?... right after you sent us there to die?
Petey: Well what else can I say to make you feel better?.. the boy was really unfortunate okay and there is nothing that I can do about it period!
Jordan: Oh well then since I am so fortunate to have survived that bad ordeal, I guess it really can't be helped that I survived so that I can get a second chance of life to live it differently and be finally done with you... And as of today, I am really done!

Petey chuckles at that and so does his right hand man Dylan.
Petey gets up from the chair and leans both his fists on the table as well leaning closer to Jordan then he smirks at him.

Petey: Well that is not up to you to decide young man did you hear me say that you are done here boy?
Petey: It seems like you have completely forgotten who I am young lad and perhaps I should remind you that I run the shots here, I am the one that has a final say about what goes and doesn't in this place and same applies to you too as my pawn.
If I want you to continue dropping off my drugs and collecting all of my money intact then you will continue doing just that right until I say no more... Do I make myself clear to you?

Jordan just snarls at him feeling his blood boil.

Jordan: Oh well too bad for you then boss because I don't owe you anything for me to continue being your pawn.
Jordan: So if I say that I am done working for you then I am completely done, I don't care about how powerful you are and how much influence you have to turn my life upside down but nothing will change my mind otherwise not even you, just kill me if you have to it's not like I would complain anyway.

Petey chuckles at that sitting back down and swerves his chair side to side still smirking.

Petey: You need to calm down and remember that his is all that you have Jordan, this is the life that you chose for yourself and do you really think that you can easily walk away from it just like that?.. Pfft only death can get you out of this place.
Jordan: Just like you have just said that this is the life that I chose for myself, so I will gladly take myself out of it without your help or your concern because you hold no right to do that... I will strive for a clean life myself and I won't have to rely on you and your dirty money.
Petey: Ow please we both know that's just a dream Jordy, you won't be able to live a normal life without me and do you know why? Because you can't go back to school anymore since you have been blacklisted for the entire year. And worst of all you have a criminal record that will expire in ten years time so how the hell do you plan to make a living for that normal life that you dream of huh?

It goes silent and Jordan stands up straight now with his agitated attitude turning into a frown of realization.
Petey smirks pleased with himself.

Petey: See?... I thought as much, you still need me for cash flow Jordy.
Jordan: No I don't. I will make a plan, I will find a way to change my life and trust me it will be all worth it... Just so you wait and see.

Petey chuckles at that and then nods.

Petey: Okay then if you say so.
Petey: Go on and leave my offices to build your dreams then young man....just try doing it without me, without my money, without my influence, whilst homeless and starving to death to even walk and then see if you will ever achieve any of those dreams that you talk about so highly.

Jordan just frowns at him.

Petey: Look I hate to break this to you but you are stuck with me Jordan Hans. And even if you leave now I know for a fact that you will be back here begging for your job back when life gets so tough and rough for you out there.
He pushes the chunk of money towards Jordan across the table.
And Jordan glares at him.
Petey: Here take this money and go think things out thoroughly, get some stress relieving therapy to get over Isaac's death since it seems to be the cause of your distraught right now. Try to get over it before coming back to work okay?
Jordan: I will gladly take the money and leave but I just won't be coming back here Petey and that's a promise.
Dylan: Hey Boy watch your damn tongue, Boss I have heard enough.... please just say the word so that I can beat the crappy disrespect out of this boy.
Petey: No Dylan you won't touch the boy... This boy is precious to me and no one should hurt him besides me and also not unless I say so.

Dylan sighs glaring at Jordan and Jordan glares back at him.

Jordan: I am out of here and I don't ever want to see you again Petey. Stay the fuck away from me and my mother too... You have no business with us anymore.

Jordan clucks his tongue taking the money as he walks out of the office and leaves Petey chuckling non stop as he smokes his cigar.

Dylan: Boss what now?.. should I arrange a replacement to fill in for that brat in the meantime?
Petey: Do just that Dylan, I will deal with Jordan myself. Oh and also track down those losers that tried to kill him and I will deal with them myself.
Dylan nods walking away and Petey rests his back on the chair continuing to smoke his cigar.
Petey: Very stubborn boy, takes a lot after his mother indeed.
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