Till Death Do Us Part

Set Three

Part 9

Here we go again with the dysfunctional family....

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Jackson POV

After Bee went against everything I had said to her I made my way back to the waiting room where the rest of the family was. I needed to fester hell out of here before I blew up and said some shit I didn't mean. Even though I had already done that, however I didn't mean to call my sister a dumb ass I meant it when I said that she didn't need to be aiding Major's lame ass after what he did.

   "Let's go!" I demand to Keey as she stood engaged in conversation with Ebony.
   "Wait, what?!"
    "I said let's fucking go! If she gon kiss this nigga ass after what he did to her then so be it, I'm not gon sit around for it!" I barked heading for the exit of the hospital.

I could hear Juice and the rest of the family calling after me but I didn't wanna hear the shit. I forcefully pushed the doors open heading for my car, at this point I didn't care what happen I just wanted to go.

   "What's up bro, talk to me."
 
    "Man I don't got shit to say,I told her ass what happened and she still wanna check on that lame ass nigga. It's whatever though I got my own shit to worry about so I'm out!" I hit the unlock key button and slid in my driver seat.

   "Man at the end of the day that's still yo sister, whatever decision she make you just gotta have her back on it." Juice says.

Keey got in the car and I started the engine, "You know what, I'm not trying to hear that right now. I'm out, I'll fuck with you later." I closed the door and backed out of my parking space heading home.

The nanny had been with the kids for the past few hours and I was dying to get in my bed and forget all the shit that had happened. Keey and I rode in silence and I didn't mind at all, the last thing I needed to hear was her mouth about me being wrong.

   "You okay?" Keey asked sparking conversation I nodded my head yea. "You wanna talk about it or?"

   "Not really. I just wanna go home and chill with my kids, fuck everything and everyone else."

After a while I pulled into the garage of our home I noticed a red Chevy Malibu parked. I frowned my face trying to figure out who the hell it was, "Who's car is this?"

    "I don't damn know, go see while I go check on the kids."  Keenzy says making her way inside.

I cautiously made my way to the drivers side tapping the window to get whom ever was in the drivers seat. When the window came down I was met with some Mexican guy with a huge gash down the side of his face.

    "Yo my man, you lost or something? Why you parked in front of my crib?" I questioned not really in the mood for this bullshit.

I was ready dealing a ton of family shit this is the last thing I needed.

   "You Jackson right?" He asked blowing a cloud of smoke into my face.

    "Who are you and why you asking questions, most importantly why you parked in front of my door?" I asked again this time with a ton of authority in my tone.