In and Out |Dave East| editing.

Chapter 18

{Cordon Jackson}

Sitting down from Jaycean house I seen her so called boyfriend leave out I was gonna have to kill this nigga since he call himself fucking my girl.

Me: I miss you baby.

Waiting on her to text back I looked back at the pictures I took of her yesterday. She looked so beautiful I just wanna know when she linked back up with her mama cause last I heard they were beefing and who kid this was.

MyWife: Fuck outta my messages.

I smiled. I loved her attitude but sometimes it gets outta hand which result in her getting disciplined.

Me: Baby don't be like that. Can I come in though I see yo nigga left. I wanna talk.

I really did want to talk to her. My mom was sick in the hospital and they were close.

I never liked hitting on Jay. I always seen it in my household growing up so it's all I know, then for her to try to leave me because of it, nah wasn't gonna happen.

MyWife: Get the fuck away from my house Cordon.

I hated how she got thicker than before. The weight looked good on her but the thought of not being the one to put it there, pissed me off.

Getting out my car I walked towards her house.

Saying that her nigga had better dick than me was a mutherfucking lie. I know every inch her body and ways to turn her on.

"Cordon get away from my house."

"Baby I just wanna talk, I'm not gonna hurt you."

"Ion give a fuck."

I laughed. "You know I can break in right."

"You know I can shoot yo ass right."

I sighed. "Jay open the door man."

About a good ten minutes later she opened it.

"Cordon it's late, ion really have time for you."

"Can I come in."

"No." She replied quickly.

"Then come out."

She squinted her eyes. "Why."

"Jay I'm not gonna hurt you." I told her in a chuckle.

"Yeah, heard that before."

"That hurt my heart."

Grabbing her arm I yanked her into my chest hugging her tightly.

"You smell like chicken."

Stepping away from me she replied. "Yeah, I'm sure."

Grabbing her face I made her look at me, she looked sad.

"You been crying. What that fuck nigga do."

"Nothing, what do you want."

"I just wanted to see your face. I actually wanted to talk. Mama was diagnosed with stage three cancer, she's in the hospital. Since you were close with her I thought I would let you know."

Her face softened even though neither her nor my mom liked me for what I put her through, they were close.

"Awe mane, that's terrible. Which hospital is she in."

"Metropolitan."

"I'll probably go see her next time I'm free."

I nodded. "That's all I wanted."