Trouble in Paradise

Chapter 21 - Closure

"What the hell you come here for?" Jackson asked in a threatening tone.

Jordan couldn't believe this man stooped so low by pulling a gun out on him. There's no way Jackson was really going to shoot him.

Suddenly his phone rang and he knew it was Mya calling by the sound of the ringtone.

"Oh, looks like you can't answer the phone right now, you're a little pre-occupied." 

"It's Mya." Jordan managed to say.

"Oh, it's Mya." Jackson reached in his pocket for the phone and answered it.

"Hey, baby." He said.

"Jordan?" Mya answered knowing that it's not Jordan.

"Nah, it's Jackson."

"Jackson? What the hell are you doing answering Jordan's phone?" She was confused.

"The question is, what the hell is he doing, showing up at my house?" He asked.

"He's at your house?"

"Yeah, he's here and I'm about to blow his fuckin' brain!"Jackson dug the gun into Jordan's head harder.

"Jackson what are you talking about?" Mya was beginning to panic.

"I don't appreciate you sending him over here, Mya."

"I didn't send him over there. I had no clue he was going over there." There was a little shuffling on her end of the call and the sound of a car. "Jackson, I'm coming over there. Don't do nothing stupid."

"I can't make any promises, this nigga might say the wrong thing and I'ma pull this trigger.

When they ended the call, Jackson tossed Jordan's phone, not caring if it cracked or not. "She's on her way." He said. "She's coming to see big daddy." He said with cockiness. 

Although Jordan hadn't said much, he was too busy plotting his next move. With all his force, Jordan pushed Jackson into the brick wall near the door, causing Jackson to drop the gun and loosen his arms because he'd hurt his back once he'd hit the wall. 

"Bitch!" Jordan turned to face Jackson and hit him in the jaw, knocking him out on the first hit. He was so angry that he didn't stop there, he began to stomp Jackson and kicking him in the stomach. He didn't realize how long he was doing it, but he was tired when he finally decided to stop. Jordan spotted the gun not too far from them and he walked over to it and kicked it. 

He looked over and sees someone pulling up in the driveway and notices it's Mya's. He looked back and Jackson who was still on the ground. Mya quickly made her way out the car and rushed over to Jordan. 

"Jordan are you okay?" He asked, placing her hands on his face.

He was in no mood for her to be all over him. He moved her hands away from him and looked around for his phone. 

"Jordan, what are you doing here?" She asked, following his every step.

He spotted his phone and observed the shattered screen. He shook his head, putting his phone in one pocket and reaching in his other pocket, pulling Jackson's wallet out and tossing it on the ground next to him. 

Mya saw Jackson on the ground. "Oh my goodness! Jackson!" She ran to his side.

Jordan's eye shot wide.

"Jordan, what did you do to him?" She sqealed. 

He narrowed his eyes at her. "That nigga pulled a gun out on me." He yelled. "He's still alive, don't worry." Jordan grabbed her arm, "Let's get out of here."