Jayden was one of the most coldest gang leaders to ever walk the streets, He was adored by some, feared by many and loved by none. His once small group of delinquents turned into a notorious gang that ran the city of Atlanta, when a shoot out with t...
It's been a couple of days since I seen Jay at the hospital. I never got the chance to answer his question and to be honest I was glad that I didn't. I definitely wasn't in the right state of mind to give him a real answer.
That day was the only day I seen him. For some reason I couldn't see him in a hospital bed. When I did work up the courage to actually go I either talked myself out of it or Ze and them would tell me not to go.
I felt bad, because if It were me in that bed he would be by my bedside 24/7.
Part of me felt as if I was being selfish but another part of me felt like Jay didn't want me there which is why everyone keeps telling my ass to stay where I'm at.
Lemme just clear this up, him not wanting me to be there isn't me saying it as a bad thing I just think he doesn't want me to see him the way he is.
This man has been on my mind nonstop. All my thoughts consisted of were Jay and how I wanted Izzy dead.
I open the door to the penthouse and walk inside it felt so weird. I haven't been here in a while. I didn't back to Mercedes so for a couple of days I stayed at a hotel.
Walking further inside his presence became strong, like he was standing right next to me.
Does that sound weird?
Maybe just a little.
I sit my bag on the island in the kitchen and look around taking a deep breath. I was snapped out of my thoughts by the sound of my phone ringing.
I didn't look at he caller ID instead I just answered.
"Hello?"
"I might have found some useful ass information." Ze says.
"Aight, I'm listening." I say.
•••
A week later.
The rays from be sun wake me. I stretch letting out a yawn and a indescribable sound.
I sit up and scratch the back of my head letting out another yawn.
Beside me my phone chimes and I look at the message that pops up.
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I can't lie the message made me smile. I was actually happy. I got outta bed and made my way to the bathroom to get ready.
Turning on the shower I then strip out my clothes and wait for the water to heat up to my liking. I stand in front of the mirror looking at my figure.
