REEJAY!

Chapter 21

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Chapter 21

Rico..

"Lil nigga get up slow or imma paint this room with yours brains." I stated as JR froze as he slowly got up and turned to me to see the gun pointed at him. He dropped the controller and gasped, "what-what is going on?"

"Why is that nigga calling your phone? What type of shit yall got planned? I dont get played." I sternly asked and he looked at me vaguely as he looked on the bed as his phone started ringing again with "Bro Ocho" across the screen. He went to reach for it as he told me, "Thats my brother what are you—."

"UP STRAIGHT!" I snapped as he retracted his hand and gasped, "I-I dont get it."

"Out of all the people in the world your brother had to be him, you playing me for a fool. So this was all planned? You may not even be my fucking son." I argued at him as it came to me that we didnt even do a DNA test.

"We have the same eyes, Dad. I dont kno-."

"Its over 8 Billion people on the world. Eyes are eyes. You trying to snake me out!" I asked him as he retorted, "Stop talking in circles...what is going on?"

The room door opened and Deejay walked in talking, "Rico, the check was returned to our savings—whoa what-."

"Lock the door bae." I told him as he quickly turned around and did as I told him.

JR looked at Deejay and pleaded, "I think he has gone mad. He just pointed his gun at me after he saw my brother calling me. I told yall I had an older brother."

"Deej, ask him whats his older brother name." I told Deejay as he walked in front of me and just as he was about to ask JR shouted, "Ocho. My brother name is Ocho." Deejay neck shot back as he looked back at me.

"Ocho, Ocho?" He asked in confusion.

"Yep. I answered the phone and heard that raspy deep ass voice. Its him. And this lil nigga is down with him so if that is his brother...he will be returning to him in a body bag. You dont come up in my fucking house, eat my food, sit next to MY kids, and lay up in here as you plot with that fucknigga to kill me." I snapped at him as he shouted, "Plot to kill you!! Why would Ocho wanna kill you? I didnt even know yall knew one another. I promise. I can prove it." He reached for the phone and I waved the gun following his movements as he quickly dialed and I demanded him put it on speaker.

"Yo, is something up with your phone man?" Ocho asked him.

"dropped it in some water earlier. My bad, wassup?" JR said all cool.

"Look man im back in New York and wanna meet this family you keep raving to me about. We can do dinner or something." Ocho replied and Deejay and I stared at one another. Is JR telling the truth?

"Yeah. Ill txt you some details and are you okay?" He asked Ocho.

"Yeah. Just had to help a friend get away for awhile. The whole damn world is on his head." He stated.

"Who?" JR asked.

"I dont know if you remember him, but he came by the house once in Oakland. He gave mom that Diamond Necklace from Paris. But aye text me we can chill or something too. I got to go."Ocho stated as he hung up and JR took a step back.

"Oh My God! Mister Bass-I knew that name sounded familiar on the TV yesterday. Dad I swear to you I didnt know—how are you and my brother even connected?"