Perfect Timing

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Jackson
"Did he give you the money?" I question Carl once he steps into my office notifying me about a few other projects we are working on for business.
"No, I gave him 24 hours to bring it to us, no show." He replies looking at his watch and leans back in the chair and begins to check his phone quickly.
"You know what needs to happen, come on," I get up and walk out of my office to one of our SUV's I had a few guys tag along encase he isn't alone. I speed off into downtown New York, where he lives. Once I'm in front of his door I barge in with the rest of the guys cocking their guns up looking for the son of a bitch.
          I look around and see him jump up into action from the couch, he was watching TV with his son, his son notices us and starts holding on to Thomas for safety and starts crying loudly. I pulled my gun out of my carrier and pointed at his head until Xavier tugs my shoulder distracting me and making me lose my shot.
"Wait." He says quietly and quickly into my ear.
"Wait, wait, wait, Led, I- I got your money, I got carried away, I take care of my son alone, his mother died, please I'm all he has and he's all I have, here, here's your money, please," Thomas begs.
"Come on bro, he has a kid, what if that was me and Elle?" Says Xavier making me think about him and niece. Just thinking if my brother and niece were in this situation makes my blood boil.
"Fine, but only because that boy you got over there, if it happens again, you better expect I'll kill you." I said taking a hard grip on the collar of his shirt after Xavier took my gun from me.
"I-I promise." He says and I let him go and he hurries back over to his son and holds him calming him down.
"What's his name?" Xavier questions as I walk towards the door waiting for all my people to clear out so I could leave.
"Weston, his names Weston, he's 4." He says calming the little boy down by rubbing his back and kissing the side of his face.
"Don't worry, if I kill you, I'll take care of him. Promise." I smirk and walk out with Xavier behind me. Once I'm in the truck I speed off back to the mansion, where everyone else lives wanting to finish up a few paperwork and get home to Cleo.
"How has Elle been?" I ask making small talk with my brother since it's has been a while we actually talked about something that wasn't gang related.
"She's amazing, she can count to 45, knows all her colors, and even likes looking at my guns. Of course, they are all on safety." Xavier says with a glint of happiness in his eyes. Elle was all he had left from his girlfriend back in high school, he loved that girl a lot, she had Xavier wrapped around his finger, just like Elle now. He's 21 now, but senior year he got her pregnant, but when the baby was born, Leah, his girlfriend dumped him and told him he is worthless, just like their baby, and left her with him, he has been a great father since, and treats Elle like a princess.
"Oh, so you're teaching her gang stuff?" I laugh, that's like all my brother knows, besides making his daughter happy, both of us grew up in the gang life, our mother and father met through gangs since they both were in one.
"Well I want her to be able to protect herself when she's older, plus she's my baby, she will need to know what daddy does eventually." He says tapping his finger on his leg smiling at me.
"She's my favorite niece." I say.
"She's your only niece, well since Calum is only 15, and lives with mom and dad, and doesn't have a girlfriend." He laughs.
"We need to visit them soon, even though they hate me." As a clench, my jaw in anger, they stopped their life and passion for crime after they had Calum, wanted a different life for him, they assumed we would too, but we didn't, and they didn't like that.
"They don't hate you, they just don't agree with what we do." He objects, but I call that a bluff, he is telling himself whatever he needs to hear to feel better about the fact that our parents could give a rats ass about us.
"They hate me." I grumble to him.
"Well, I will call them and set up a visit when everyone is free." Xavier says getting out of the car. I do the same to get a few things before heading back to Cleo. Once Xavier opens the door we are greeted with four-year-old Elle playing with her dolls and watching Doc McStuffins.
"Daddy!" She squeals.
"Hi baby, it's very late, why aren't you sleeping?" He says showing concern on his face, this was my favorite type of Xavier, the dad.
"I didn't want to sleep without saying goodnight to the best daddy in the world." She says still mispronouncing a few words and then she looked over at me and smiled.
"And of course, Uncle Jack!" She yells of laughter. I just smile at her, she is so beautiful, long brown hair with gorgeous blue eyes definitely not from her father, he is more of a light brown and hazel kind of guy.
"Goodnight Elle." I say walking up to her and kissing her on her cheek, and I walk by her.
"Come on daddy, I want to go to bed, I tired." I can hear her say to Xavier, she has him wrapped around her finger, it's adorable. Ew, wait what am I saying, God I'm letting girls affect my words and judgment now. I grab my important papers and other little things and drive home. I finally have a chance to look at the clock, 3 in the morning, not as bad as other times I've been getting home. Once I'm parked I get out and unlock the front door and walk in. I walk into my office full of paperwork, money, drug, guns, and drawings.
           I get money on the side selling my drawing, I don't talk about it much. I step out to check on Cleo, I open my door but I don't see a body on my bed. I rush out into the living room and don't see anyone, I shuffle into the kitchen and flick on the lights, Cleo jumps in fear, not facing me, too afraid to.
"Don't hurt me!" She yells in a panic, crouching down.
"It's just me love, it's just me, why are you up?" I ask grabbing her hands feeling her relax to my touch.
"I uh, was thirsty, and I can't sleep." She said shaking lightly turning around as she sips her water.
"Why are you home so late." She whispers as if she is going to wake up the nonexistent person in the living room.
"Stuff, come on, let's get you to bed." I say dragging her by her hand to my room so she can try and get some sleep. She gets into bed as I walk out the door to the living room. I sit down sliding my shoes off, but I get back up to take my pants, and my shirt, I shuffle through my hair just thinking.
"Jack, can you sleep with me, I don't want to be alone?" Cleo says coming out of the room. I nod my head although she probably can't see me do it, I get up and walk behind her. She's in one of my shirts. She slides in on the left side and I get in on the right and slide in next to her. Wrapping my arms around her stomach and pulling her closer to me, I place my head on her neck and play with her hair, until I fall asleep.

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Yet another chapter folks and I did it in the infamous Jackson Led's point of view, hope you enjoyed this one guys, Love, Haley.