My Trust For His Love

Chapter 13

Jasmine's POV

All my life rolling down these streets I ain't ever fear shit. I didn't fear enemies or worry about if I'm going to make it through. I wasn't freak'n worried about living this life or about money and guns. I just didn't fear these niggas that rose against us because as they rise they always fall. Surprisingly I didn't feel confident like once, I feel broken and wound and its all because of someone I thought I was over and done with is captured. This was different- I am feeling different. I don't feel like the woman that have grown to not care about consequences, I felt defeated. It's like my soul have been ripped and gone are the days of the female thug and I am incapable of being in control.

I gaze at Joe loading up and I felt my heart sank-as if even that is possible. Coming out of my own world I finally found the strength to speak up, "What the hell do you think you're doing?"

Without sparing me a glance Joe questioned, "What does it look like? You don't think we about to step out unprepared?"

"It's exactly what you guys ain't about to do. Not when one of us is out there," I said narrowing my eyes at Joe.

"One of us? Yeah you're right and that's exactly why we're loaded to save the guy you are all smitten over"

"Smitten? How the hell my emotion got up all in this. It is about war and me defending my family and I'm not risking shit when Jacè is out there. You heard the man on the phone."
This time he turned to me and stared long as if trying to figure me out.

"Who the fuck are you? Cauz I know for sure you ain't the girl I met back in the cells feeding off nothing. You ain't the notorious female thug that earned her respect. I respect you but now you about to get us fucked. You know the game and this nigga sure as knows it too. It ain't about playing it by the book but its about bringing your style and letting it be about you and what you're defending. It's taking control and being determined. But yet you wanna play by his rule and give him the one thing he wants. He knows that he had hold over you by this boy your smitten over and you are truly giving him. Right now I don't know you? Cause it seem to me you're Brain is out of order and you're using your pussy to make this decision"

"My pussy to make decision Joe? You are one fucked up man you know that," I shouted walking to him.

"No you the one fucking up babe. So yes your pussy because if it was your brain you'd know that you can't trust an enemy. You'd know how to be in control and you can't walk without thinking. When you decide on what to do holla at me cause if keep on like this that guy and your family along with us here will be going down."

With that he walked out and left me standing there with the others looking at me as if I've gone mad.

"The fuck y'all looking at?" I asked and in that instant they act as if they weren't actually staring.

Putting that aside, I start to think on all Joe had said. Yes he was being harsh bringing my kitty kat in this for no reason but all he said was true if I am suppose to be honest. So I made my decision to be the feamale thug I am and get this over with.

"Joe!"

"What's the decision?" He asked walking out to me.

"We gonna need snipers ole man," I said smiling ☺☺

"Welcome Back you slick mothetfucking bitch," he said embracing me and chuckling.

Although he called me a bitch it didn't matter as I myself laughed as well.

Joe's POV

Embracing Jasmine was letting her I'm satisfied now and that we were in this together.

Letting go I said to her, "Gimme a min and let me make the call. Stay with the guys and don't move a inch."

"Ok lemmi know when you're through"

I nod as I head to the back. I was exhausted with reporting what I knew and nigga trying to get everything prepared for this. What I meant by reporting? Well it isn't just because Jasmine asked me to help out why I'm here I also have a job to keep tabs on her and before y'all go saying I'm a snitch just don't even think of it cause I ain't one. I work for the Feds and as far as I can see I'm the only one who knows the street well, have links and know how dealings and how things are committed. Why I do this? Simple said I need my freedom and this was it. Although it may be hard to believe but it is what is is. I was one of well known thug in this city. I knew everything and was feared by many.

I earned the streets name, I earned respect and I was honored to run my turf. This warehouse was mine, I had wealth and women on both sides wherever I go. I enjoyed living but sadly all good thing came to end when the Feds clamped down on us back then. I lost everything and was locked up until the bitches needed info on dealers. Just like anyone smart I negotiated: my release for answers, my privacy and I worked for them but ever once disrespected or used the deal is closed and I'll be a free man.

So here I am now still working for em and keeping post here. I give em what they want to hear and everything will be cool. In the end everyone will be happy.

Calling Ross

"What the hell have you been doing? The report was suppose to be in from 2hrs ago"

"If I were you Ross I would not act like my dick is up my ass or you wouldn't get the answer you're looking for"

"Just tell me what you know. I didn't put on this for your bullshit."

"My bullshit? Nigga I swear I could put a bullet through your brains before you could squint. I am doing you a favour I don't know why you still on this case when it is closed anyways."

"Im sorry. Now what is it that you know"

"There is a nigga after her and her family. He has a man named Jacè captured and using him as bait. A package is suppose to be arriving any minute now."

"What is her plan? This sounds like a war so she must have something up her sleeve."

"She is standing down man. She don't wanna end up back in the cells as far as I can see. If she feeling something her actions just don't prove. She is just broken to me."

"That sounds weird for her being a thug. Don't ya think?"

"Not when it is someone close to you. You practically shut down and cry like her now."

"Seems like the notorious female thug is about to lose it," he chuckling, "If she make a move that proves she not broken lemmi know"

"Yeah whatever man. I'm out."

I was about to hang up when I heard Ross muttered something under his breath like "may the games begin."

Maybe I was just hearing stuff cause after I checked the phone and the call was already disconnected. Just in case I didn't give him all the info here. I had a few agents here with me but they know how we roll.

Calling Snipe

"Joe mah main man wassup?"

"Calling in a favour"

"What's that?"

"Helping out a friend and I need snipers stat at death warehouse."

"You still have that place? Ok amma bout to come through with the fellows."

"Yea you know this is part of my empire. Ok be here quick. Be at all angles facing the street and the warehouse cool."

"Iight we rolling"

I disconnect the call and walk back to where the others are waiting.

"Jas they're on their way ok?"

"Ok Joe."