Jazz Chronicles 2: Building My Empire

Game start

i woke up this morning to the smell of breakfast. I looked over and Zaire was gone. I eased out of bed in pain and went to check on the girls. I walked down the hall to where they was, I went in and they were gone too. "Jada! Jade!" I yelled leaving the room in panic. I kept calling their name as I pace down the hall and down stairs. I began to hear their little voices talking which made me feel better. I followed their voice to the kitchen. The kitchen was beautiful. "morning mommy!" the girls greeted me. Zaire was cooking breakfast. He glance over and smiled. "morning... why you out of bed? you need to be resting." Zaire said to be in a serious tone. "I'm a big girl, I can handle, plus I needed to check on my girls." I responded as I walked over and kissed both them. "what are you cooking?" I asked him. "French toast and eggs." he told me. I walked over and glanced at the food. "Baby no flip it like this.." I redirected him. "Man I got this!" he chuckle and kissed my cheek. "Im trying to help, let me see this." Zaire moved out of the way and allowed me to take over. As I cook Zaire held my waist and watched me. Just then the door bell rung, "dang who in the hell come in the morning?" i chuckled and joke but was kind of serious. "Fam" he replied and went to get the door. i sighed and finished up the cooking. "mm Bro is smell good as hell in here" i heard Tyson say as he walked in the kitchen. "Whoa! when did you move in?" he asked me as he sat next to the girls and hugged them. "I didn't move in, your insisted that i come stay for a week so he could watch over me. " i made a little face and he laughed. "YO! what's up what's up!" in walked Enrique with a briefcase and DJ. i could there was still hella tension between DJ and I. I don't think we could ever be cool. "hey" i smiled and replied to Enrique. i reached in the fridge and pull out more bread and eggs  to make his brothers some food. Zaire came in. "Aye we need to head to the office." Enrique announced. "Jazz we still need to talk about the lounge. "ok" i replied. "Shid i'm trying to eat!" Tyson whined. "Nigga come on!" DJ said to Tyson. "Aye Jazz, Extra cinnamon on mines!" i giggled and nodded.

I fixed the girls plate and the guys was still in Zaire office. I slowly walked back to the office and knocked on the door. "come in!" Zaire yelled. i slowly open the door. I could tell it was something deep because it got dead silent when i entered the room. Zaire had this serious face and he glared as me as if i was interrupting something important. "Came to let you guys know that the food is ready." i told them. "thank god, im starving!" Tyson said. "ight boo." Zaire replied. "Damn you aint going tell her that she cant be interrupting us?" DJ asked him. "Nigga shut the fuck up.... Boo we having a small meeting so you cant be interrupting." he said to me. "you know what, Ill see you later Zaire, thank you for letting me stay the night and opening your home to me and my girls, ill talk to you later so i wont be interrupting anything." I replied walking out. "come on girls, we going home!" i called out so the girls and Zaire could hear me. One thing im not going to do is stay somewhere where i feel uncomfortable or unwelcomed. i walked up stairs to Zaire bedroom and began throwing my stuff back in my bags. "So you really leaving?" i jumped and notice Zaire standing there. "yea" i spoke softly not making eye contact. Zaire came over and held my waist. "why?" He asked. i shrugged and kept packing. Zaire moved my bags over and grabbed my hands then made me look into his eyes. "whats wrong baby?" he asked me. "Just want to be in my own home when im not interrupting or brothering anybody." i replied. "are you upset over that? you cant be that sensitive jass?" he asked and i got out of his grip. i didn't say anything. "Why are you being sensitive about it?" he asked me again. "Im just a  sensitive person, i cant deal with certain people talking to me in a rude tone or making me feel unwelcomed so ill rather just leave. "Jass you cant always run away from your problems." He said again. "its been working for me for the past couple years." Zaire grabbed me and sat me on the white studded bench that sits at the end of the bed. He kneeled on one knee. "Jass if you really homestly want to go then ill help you pack, but i don't want you to go.. i apologize for talking to you like that and didn't mean to hurt your feelings. I honestly want you to stay baby." he said kissing my hands. i sat there and thought about it and sighed. "ill stay." i gave in. He smiled a little and leaning in for a kiss.

Zaire pov

while Jazz and the girls was in my room watching a movie, i stayed down stairs to talk to my brother so they can get on the same page as me when it comes to Jazz. "i just want to say that im going to be with Jazz for a while and hopefully longer than that, i have a feeling she is the one, but i need yal to respect that she is my woman and have my back on this , she already know about us." i told them. "you told her?!" Dj asked getting hyped. "yes nigga!" i spat. "you got to marry her ass now." Tyson joked. "She has to get in the game now, especially if she want to be with you, we cant have another Sabrina, bitch luckly she still alive to be honest." Enrique added as he smoked a blunt. " I don't think she will get in or even be ready for it," i told them . "Well you need to figure some out because you the that introduce her to it when you told her what we do." Tyson said. i sat back and placed my hands over my face. "i mean you can talk to her bro, but what i will say if you are really serious about this then do what you can to keep her and make her happy.' Enrique added, i nodded. I know my brothers are only looking out for me and our family.

i guess we will see how Jazz takes this news...