The Forbidden Hit

Chapter 8

"What is all this supposed to mean though?" Jamaal asked pinching the bridge of his nose. "I think you should let her tell you." Desire replied picking at her finger nails. "Why the fuck you doin' dis? You wasn't just smilin' up in ha face?!" he fumed in his native accent. "Ohh. Island boy, huh?" she asked with a smile. "Don't push my patience big man." He said with his finger in her face. "Look. It had your name on it when I first moved in. All I did was read the instructions." She stated with an attitude. "Who's instructions?" he asked as she walked toward the door. "Latoya's. Now get out." she said as she opened the door. He huffed as he walked toward the door and wrapped his hand around her neck and lifted her off the ground. "I'll be back. And don't be smilin' up in my girl's face. And on God, if you hurt her and something happens to my seed, we gonna have a problem. N'ah mean?" He let her go and she started giggling. "Who said that's your baby?" Jamaal felt his heart drop. "Nah, fam. She ain't foolin' around on me." Desire shook her head. "She didn't have to. Brick raped her. Remember?" she gave him a wicked grin. Jamaal had a flashback to when it happened.

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When Jamaal arrived he ran up Jayla's stairs and immediately smelled a combination of blood mixed with weed and gun powder. He went to knock on Jayla's door, but it was already slightly cracked open. He pushed on the door and stepped inside he immediately realized why he smelled such a strange combination. There was a body on the floor with barely any facial recognition. He then looked to his left and saw Jayla with a towel on, a gun in one hand, a joint in the other and her knees to her chest. She was so lost in thought that she didn't see Jamaal walking towards her. He slowly pulled out a rag from his back pocket and removed the gun from her hand and wiped it clean from fingerprints.

"That gun's not registered. None of them are. My prints aren't in the system so I'm good." Jayla said barely above a whisper.

"What happened ma?" Jamaal said slowly squatting in front of her.

"He came here....and forced me to have sex with him" Jayla said shaking her head and staring into space. Jamaal reached out to hug her and she flinched.

"I'm not here to hurt you. I'm just here to help." Jamaal then reached out to her again and hugged her. Jayla hugged him back tighter. Her grip was so tight, Jamaal knew that she needed him.

"Who was it?" Jamaal said rubbing her back.

"My boss." she said hesitant.

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He was infuriated at the fact that he could've been so stupid. He walked out the house and slammed the door. He then got in his car and banged on the steering wheel before he sped off to his home. When he arrived his mind ran over killing Jayla about 100 times, but he loved her too much, but what he was about to do was going to hurt him even more. He got in the house and frantically searched for Jayla. "Jayla!" He screamed. "Woah. Why you yellin'?" She asked she emerged from the bathroom. "Stay right here." He said never looking at her. He went upstairs and packed all her things in a suitcase and carried it back downstairs. "Here." he said handing it to her. "Ok. Where's yours.?" He chuckled. "Mine? Nah ma. I'm not goin' no where. You are." She frowned in confusion. "What? Jamaal stop playin." He finally looked her in the eyes and there was no love. Just a cold, blank stare. "I want you out by time I come back down here." He said as he ascended the stairs. "What about our unborn child, Jamaal?" she asked trying to hold back the sob that formed in the back of her throat. "Ha! We both know that ain't my baby. Right?" She was baffled. "What are you talking about?" Jamaal grew aggravated. "Cut the shit, Jayla!" he screamed causing her to jump. "You know damn well that is Brick's baby. Y'all was plottin on me all along. From the ship, to when I first came to pick you up at ya crib, to when you said he raped you. Y'all was gonna take me and my empire down." Jayla scoffed at his arrogance. "Who told you that? Was it Lala?" He shook his head, "Get out." She was pushing his patience. She took a step closer, "Cause she knew Brick wanted me and she couldn't get a grip on him, so she had his baby, but he still wanted me. Even in his grave now he still wants me." She said with a sly grin. "GET THE FUCK OUT MY HOUSE!!!!!!!!" his voice roared throughout the empty halls. Jayla shook her head as she stared at him. "Aiight, but just remember, I always chose you. Even though I worked for him, it was always you." She turned and walked out the door. As soon as Jamaal knew she was a safe distance away from the door he broke down.