Undercover

Chapter Twenty-eight

Christian Brooks

I finally built up enough courage to stop by Jordyn's. I'm nervous as hell, I even called my parents and told them that I loved them.

Climbing out my car, I walked up to the door and knocked. Tank came and opened it.

"Wassup." He said.

"What up." I walked inside. "Where is she?"

"She still sleep."

"It's 1 in the afternoon though."

"All she does is sleep now. She should be up soon, come on lets go in the kitchen."

We walked in there, I sat on one of the stools and took a deep breath. "Did you do what I told you?"

"Yeah but she doesn't want to leave since I can't tell her what's going on. You know Jordyn stubborn as hell."

"Yeah, did you at least get rid of everything in the house?"

"Everything gone, we good."

"Good, hopefully hearing the truth from me will get Jordyn to leave. If she kill me make sure you just burn my body."

He laughed. "Man she ain't gone kill you, she love you just like you love her. And at the end of day, your risking everything just to keep her safe, that's the reason I ain't tried to kill you."

I smirked. "I appreciate that."

Foot steps started coming down the stairs. I started getting nervous all over again. It was taking everything in me not to run out this house. Tank can explain everything to her.

The steps grew closer, then I felt eyes on me, soon Jordyn appeared. She slowly walked around the counter, her eyes never left mine. And if looks could kill I'd most definitely be dead.

"Tank, why is he here?" She asked

"Because y'all need to talk."

"There is nothing we have to talk about. Get him out of my fucking house."

"Man I'm not going no where until you listen to me." I spoke up.

She looked at me like I was crazy.

"Jordyn you really need to hear him out. Stop being stubborn and just listen for one second." Tank said.

"What do you need to talk to me about?"

"Something really important. Just hear me out please." I said.

She looked up at Tank and he nodded. "You got 5 seconds."

"I need more than 5 seconds."

"Okay 60 seconds."

I got up and went and grabbed her hand. I missed her touch. I led her upstairs to her room.

When we got in there I started searching her room.

"What the hell are you doing?" She asked.

"Looking for anything that can harm me or take my life."

"Your 60 seconds is running out."

Taking a deep breath, I sat on the couch and she sat across from me. She started playing with her fingers instead of looking up at me.

"First, I want to say that I'm sorry about what happened the last day I was here. I didn't want to hurt you I swear I didn't."