Thug fetish 3:Lost but not forgotten

TF3.C7

Jadah sat on the porch steps of Jayceons mansion.She's been overthinking and it was hurting her that she had no choice but to do what the detective asked her.

She bit on her nails hoping that someone would come by now.Shes been sitting there for at least 4 hours and it was starting to pour down rain.

Headlights from a car nearly blinded her while pulling into the driveway.She stood up and put her hands in the pockets of the jeans she got arrested in.

They were a little tight due to the fact she got a little thick during the 10 years.

The car door of the white Mercedes flung open and out running came Jasmine.

"Mom? Is that you?" She asked running up to her mother.When confirming it was in deed her mom she gave her a tight hug."W-when did you? How did y-"

"Hey-Hey Lets not worry about that right now ok? I've missed you so much" Jadah said embracing her now 16 soon to be 17-year-old daughter.

Jasmine nodded her head while inhaling her mothers scent."I'm so happy your here"

Jasmine pulled away from her mom and put both of her hands on Jadahs shoulders."We have to go shopping! Let me go put these bags away first"

Jadah watched as her daughter hurried and picked up the shopping bags she received earlier.She chuckled after witnessing Jasmine hurry and put the key inside of the lock and open the door,almost slipping and busting her ass.

Jadah

I walked into the large house with my hands in my pockets.I was relieved that it was warm inside because I was freezing outside.

I went into the living room and sat on the couch,I picked up a picture of Jasmine and I'm guessing Jayceons son Jayceon Jr.

"Oh,that's my brother" Jasmine said sitting down next to me."He looks just like your dad" I said putting the picture back down.

I can't lie and say I don't feel some type of way about Raisin giving Jayceon his first son.Of course he loves his daughter but Men usually want sons because they carry on the name,for it won't be forgotten.

I looked at Jasmine,catching her staring at me."what?" I asked with a little laugh.

"It's just weird seeing you......You know" she said quietly.

"I just hope your not mad at me" I said sighing.

"Mad? Why would I be mad? It's not your fault you was taken from me" she said with her eyebrows furrowed.

I smiled and blinked away the tears that was trying to escape my eyes.

"So? What about that shopping?"

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Jordan laid in her bed listening to music through her beat solos."I like my girls just like I like my honeyyyyy...sweet a lil' selfishhhhh" she sung Kehlanis latest song.

She was startled by the sound of her phone ringing.Her heart boomed when she seen who was calling.She popped up from bed and looked at herself through the mirror with her lips in a "O" expression.

She looked down at her phone,contemplating on if she should answer or not.She decided to not be a wussy and answer.

"Hello?".."hellooo"..."no,Hello" She practiced saying hello before answering.She was told she sound like a baby over the phone and she wasn't trying to give off that impression to Andre.

She finally answered."Hello?"

"Wassup,I thought you wasn't going to answer at first"

Jordan walked around her room while biting on the corner of her bottom lip."Yuh',I was busy...wassuh'?"

"I wanted to see if you would like to go on that date with me today? Around 8?"

Jordan put the phone on mute and sighed loudly.

She didn't think Andre was really going to look forward to going on that date with her.She thought he was going to call when she gave him her number either.

She thought wrong.

She took the phone off of mute."uuuhhhh"

"Yes or yes? Please say yes" he said mumbling the last part.

Jordan tried to hold in her laugh but failed when she bursted out laughing."Pic' meh' up at 8:30".and with that she hung up.

She flew back on her bed and bit her lip."what to wear?"

(Chapter has a pt.2,just wanted to give y'all sumn)