Through Thick and Thin

Chapter 2

Jay Pov

I woke up in my bed with a migraine. Damn I got drunk last night. All I remember is my homebody Smoke telling me some girl was trynna fuck.

Now my eyes burning and shit . I found her phone in the crease of the couch. And I brought it to my house .

Yea imma Drug lord . So what ? I got hoes throwing themselves at me every time I go out , and I thought she was throwing free ass . My niggas told me she left the club , crying and her dress was ripped. Man what the fuck did I do to her .

I went through her phone and found her recent calls , a girl named Lacee was the first.

I called her .

" Nancy , Girl what the hell happened after the club . I tried running afte- "

" This is Jay , not Nancy.."

" What the hell did you do to my fucking best friend . I swear to fucking god I will cut your damn balls off and make it into a damn piña colada and make you drink it. Try me if you fucking want to. "

I could tell shawty was Mexican or Latina by the way she spoke , she need to call her ass down.

" Aye ma chill . I just wanna know what went down last night . She came to VIP and then I blacked out . "

" MY BEST FRIEND LEFT THE FUCKING CLUB WITH HER DRESS RIPPED CRYING . MY BEST FRIEND NEVER FUCKING CRIES , I OUTTA HAVE MY BROTHER JOSE COME OUT HERE AND WHOOP YOUR FUCKING ASS . HOW DARE YOU RAPE MY BEST FRIEND . SHE'S PROBABLY DEAD IN A FUCKING DITCH BY NOW . I HAVEN'T HEARD FROM HER IN FUCKING 15 HOURS . HOW THE HELL AM I SUPPOSED TO KNOW IF SHE'S OKAY . MAN THATS MY FUCKING BEST FRIEND .. "

I heard her voice go soft and I heard her start crying.

Damn I feel like a fucking ass hole . I didn't know what I was doing last night . I swear I blacked out or someone spiked my drink , but I wanna talk to her about it.  But she'll probably be trynna slice a nigga dick into pieces.

" Can .. Can you tell me where she is.  Or might be. "

" man . I , I don't think she'd want to see you. "

" Can you please just tell me. "

" Man she's probably with her big sister Monroe .. But you better watch out . She probably got niggas over there looking for you. Man I'll give you her number .. " she gave me the number but hurried and said something ,

" Don't Say Nancy.. "

" Why... "

" Because she's known as baby girl and no one calls her Nancy. Except for fam. "

" Thanks . I'll be over there.. "

I hung up the phone and took a shower and did my morning hygiene.

I put on some Nike gray sweatpants and a black wife beater. I put on my gold chain and braided my hair . It's about to the middle of my back. I sat in my White Audi and called the number . Some nigga answered the phone ,

" Hello.. ? " he said.

" Yea , Uh is baby girl there ? "

" Yea . Hold on. "

I heard muffled sounds and he gave her the phone

" Hello. " she said , her voice was still shaking from last night . Damn I fucked up .

" Yea .. Can I uh talk to you.. "

" Wait .. Is this . Jay ? " she said her voice shaking more.

" Yea . uhm. I just wanna talk about last night. "

I heard her close a door and cry.

" Nancy.. "

" .. Huh "  she said still crying.

" I'm , I'm sorry. I blacked out once we got to VIP . I don't even remember what happened . my niggas was telling me you ran out the club crying ."

She just kept crying . I heard a knock on her door ..

" come in . " she said sniffling.

" baby girl , you okay ? "

" Yea , Ray I'm fine. "

" give me the phone . " he said sternly.

" Ray I'm fine. "

" I drove out here in the middle of the night , and I'll be damned if my little sister is crying. "

She handed him the phone ,

" Yo , who the hell is this . "

" First . imma need you to calm yo voice . This is JAY'CEON MF WILLIAMS. is there a problem. "

He paused .

" HELL YEA THERES A FUCKING PROBLEM I HEARD YOU RAPED MY LITTLE FUCKING SISTER . NIGGA IM COMING FOR YO DAMN HEAD. "

" MAN SHUT THE FUCK UP WITH ALLAT . YOU AINT BOUT SHIT , I WAS FINNA APOLOGIZE TO HER , BUT I AINT GOTTA EXPLAIN SHIT TO NOBODY BUT HER . ION OWE YALL SHIT. AND YALL DOMT WANT WHAT THE FUCK I GOT IN STORE. " I said laughing. I ain't no damn punk. I love when niggas talk big , talking bout " On sight . " and shit and " pull up " . but be making excuses. Bull shit mf. Suck my MF left nut.

" Aight NIGGA . ION GIVE A FLYING RATS ASS IF YOU THE FUCKING DRUG LORD OF MIAMI , NIGGA ITS FUCKING DIFFERENT WHERE IM AT. FUCKING LOS ANGELES AINT PLAYING FOR SHIT. MAN ITS ON SIGHT WHEN I SEE YOU NIG-"

" RAY STOP . " I heard her yell .

" MAN BACK THE FUCK UP . YOU SERIOUSLY CANT BE TAKING HIS FUCKING SIDE. "

" Ray its not like that . Just calm down. "

" HOW THE HELL IMMA CALM DOWN WHEN YOU GOT RAPED LESS THAN 24 HOURS AGO , AND THE NIGGA GOT THE NERVE TO CALL YOU. "

" Ray just , I can handle this myself . "

" I GOT THIS NANCY DAMN . "

" I CAN HANDLE MYSELF SOMETIMES OKAY . I DONT NEED TO BE FUCKING BABIED. I'M A GROWN ASS WOMAN. "

" Aight .. You obviously couldn't handle ya self last night , but I'm gone . Don't call me when the next nigga you with start beating ya ass . "

I heard a door slam and I heard her crying.

" Nancy... ?"

" I'm , I'm here . "

" Can we meet up so we can talk. "

" Yea , meet me at olive garden on 108th at 5 "

" I'll be there . "

Imma go cause I don't want her to think I'm a terrible person, but it's already too late for that.

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