Thug Misses 2

14.

Jude Clarke

"He'll be here. I know he will. Dean can never stay mad at me for too long." I murmured to myself. 

He's not coming. He has left you all alone, just like you feared he would.

"Shut up! SHUT UP!" I Shouted, banging myself in the head. The voice in the back of my head would not shut the fuck up and it was starting to piss me off.

You should've shot him in the back of the head. You had the perfect moment to do so.

"He's my brother! I would never kill him!"

But you killed your parents.

"No, YOU killed them!" I growled. 

You didn't stop me.

"LEAVE ME ALONE!" I screamed, slamming my head into the wall.

Talia has his heart and all of his attention now. She's the reason why he isn't speaking to you right now. You should've killed her too. She doesn't deserve Dean. We do.

"She loves him. I know she does, and he loves her."

Does she? Because I'm sure Biggie and Quanie will say something different.

"JUST STOP TALKING!" I got up and banged on the door, alerting one of the nurses to come let me out. Moments later, one of my fine ass nurses came to the door and smirked at me. I knew that look all too well, but I wasn't in the mood to do what she thought I wanted to do.

"Hey there, Mr. Clarke. What can I do for you today?" She asked, grabbing ahold of my shirt.

"I need to make a phone call."

"Is that all you need?" She asked, biting down on her bottom lip.

"Yeah man. I'm not in the mood for all of that other shit." She pouted and nodded her head, stepping to the side so I could walk out of the room. 

"Fifteen minutes only, okay? I got in trouble the last time I let you talk longer." She said, walking off. I rolled my eyes and dialed Biggie's number, hoping and praying that he'd answer the phone. We fell out after the fact that I didn't keep my end of the bargain, which was to kill Dean and bring Talia to him, but I couldn't bring myself to do that. Especially after he revealed to me that she was pregnant with his kid. My niece or nephew, that I'll probably never get to meet...or see for that matters.

"WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU CALLING ME, JUDE!" He shouted, answering the phone.

"Why the fuck are you yelling, Simon?" I snapped, calling Biggie by his government name. "I know that bitch Jocelyn is with you. Put her on the phone." I heard him grumble something as he told Jocelyn that I was on the phone. Though I still didn't like that bitch, she had been keeping an eye on Dean for me and reporting everything back to me.

"Hey Jude." She spoke.

"How is he?"

"He's good. Great actually. Him and Talia are moved into ya'll parents old house, she's still very much pregnant, and he looks...he looks happy." She sighed. I could hear the sadness in her voice, because I also didn't keep my end of the bargain when it came to her as well. She wanted Dean back and I was supposed to get rid of Talia for her, but like I said before...I couldn't do it because she is carrying my niece or nephew.

"That's good." I said.

Is it?

"Is it?" Jocelyn scoffed, making the voice in the back of my mind laugh. "That should be ME that's pregnant with Dean's baby! I should be the one living in that beautiful house, while SHE should be somewhere dealing with Quanie's estranged ass!"

Blah, blah, blah. Shut that bitch down.

"And you know what? That could've been you, but you couldn't keep your fucking legs closed! On top of that, you aborted a baby and didn't know who the father was! So how about you shut the fuck up and move the fuck on, because clearly he has!" I snapped.

"Fuck you, Jude! I'm done helping your worthless ass! I hope you rot in the fucking looney bin, you psycho!"

And I hope Quanie gives you an incurable STD. HA, HA, HA!

"SHUT UP!" I snapped.

"You shut up! Here Biggie, I'm leaving." I heard her say. Biggie said something to her, before getting back on the phone.

"Is that all you wanted? To make sure your brother and Talia are living happily ever after?" He questioned.

Salty or naw?

"Very salty." I murmured.

"What was that?"

"Nothing. Looking, I know you're mad and I don't blame you, but..." I began, but cut me off.

"But what? BUT FUCKING WHAT? When we conjured up that plan together, we made a deal and you fucked it all up! I wasted perfectly good secrets on all of them, all because your ass chickened the fuck out! Those text messages we sent, were supposed to divide them and we were going to come in and conquer! But no! Your brother tells you that he's knocked up the love of MY life, and the whole plan goes down the drain!"

"You act like she was entitled to be with you, or something! All you did was give her head and go back to being her bodyguard, whenever Quanie came back home! And let's not forget, you both came to ME! Not the other way around, so before you blame me for YOUR failed plan...sit there and think about why it failed in the first place. Not because of me, but because your plan was sloppy! Now...let that sink in and we'll talk tomorrow. Oh and Biggie? I'm in charge now and if you talk to me like that again...I'll bury you and no one will EVER find your over steroid stuffed body!" And with that, I hung up the phone and sat back in my seat, with a smile on my face.

Glad to see you're finally coming back to your senses. Welcome back, Prince Jude.

"It's good to be back." I said.

"Jude...times up." The nurse said, coming back.

"I'm already done, sweetie. Now I'm ready to put all my focus on you." I said gripping her thick ass. She smirked and looked around, grabbing my by the collar of my shirt as we headed back to my room.

- Y'all Finally Got Jude's POV! What Did Y'all Think About Him Having A Full Blown Conversation With That "Voice" Inside Of His Head?

I Really Enjoyed Writing This Chapter, Because Jude Is Real Deal Crazy! 😂

Also, I'd Appreciate If Some Of You Would STOP Telling Me To "Update" After The Fact That I Had Literally Just Updated. It's Very Annoying.