THE BOY IS MINE

Part 6: FAMILY.

Jordan and Petey ride in silence as Dylan drives them back to the mansion.
Jordan sighs still looking out of the window and up to the sky thinking about Miranda still in disbelief over his loss.

Who does he have to live for now? In fact who does he have in his life that he can call a family right now?
Exactly no one, even his father is not here to support him.
He sighs once again and then shakes his head.
Perhaps it's time that he hunted down his father and form a new family for himself... But what if the man doesn't want him as a son, what if he rejects him?

Petey: It helps talking it out you know.
Jordan: No I am just thinking about stuff.
Petey: Stuff like what?
Jordan: Stuff like being alone in this world and not having a family of my own anymore.

Dylan looks at Petey through the rear mirror and Petey glares back at him.

Jordan: I want to start looking for my father as soon as possible... I need a sense of belonging for once in my life since Miranda is no longer here with me and I would like for you to help me with that since you are a very resourceful man.
Petey: Don't worry yourself about that, I have already asked Dylan to help you with that so you will hear from him if there's any trace of your Dad in this world okay?
Dylan: And for all we know he could be just right under your nose the entire time but you are just not aware of it yet and it won't be so hard for me to track him down for you you know.
Petey huffs brushing Dylan off and nudges Jordan.
Petey: Let Dylan deal with this himself, you and I need to focus on your way forward starting from here on especially when you're back on the field.
Jordan: Before I get back on the field can I ask you a big favor first?
Petey: Sure go on.
Jordan: I believe that the people that murdered Isaac are the same shooters that shot my mother and I in cold blood.
He finally turns to look at Petey.
Jordan: I want them dead.
Petey: Oh... Well I can make an arrangement for that and I will take care of them for you of course.
Jordan: No this is my battle to fight... I only want you to find them and I will kill them myself.

*Silence*

Jordan: And in cold blood at that just like they have done to my mother.
Petey nods at that side smiling, he could never be more proud.
Petey: Consider it done then.

The drive continues and Dylan parks the car at the driveway to drop them off.
Petey and Jordan proceed inside the mansion passing through the army of body guards in suits as they make their way inside the house.
Jordan catches his breath once again looking around. He never thought that he would ever step inside a house so massive and fancy as this one.
Especially his boss' mansion at that.

Well he knew that Petey makes so much money from his illegal businesses but he had no idea that it afforded do much and all of this.
Jordan: What other line of businesses do you have Petey?... Because I'm sure that the one we are in does not afford all of this.
Petey: I own a Mall and you keep it there... My kids don't need to know my other line of work now do they?
Jordan: But I just don't understand, if you own a Mall then why do you keep doing what you do, you are literally living the life man.
Petey: Take it as an investment, or an insurance policy just in case the mall ever crumbles down to pieces. And besides that business is what got me here today, believe it or not I started out as a delivery boy myself.

"Oh Annette look, the boy is finally awake!"
Jordan nods at Petey as they turn to focus on the girls.
The young one runs inside the house and stops to stand across Petey and Jordan.

Petey: Jordan please meet my daughters, this is Annette my eldest daughter and my youngest Luna... And girls this is Jordan Hans I'm sure that I have already told you about him whilst he was still asleep. Jordan is our guest and he will be here for a little while.
Jordan: Ow Luna is a cutie... Luna like the moon right?
Petey: Yes...trust their mother for being a senophile hippie.
Annette: A hippie that you fell in love with and made kids with right?
Petey: Oh and I can't help but to wonder why I did.