Jordan is facing years in federal prison, while Giselle is forced to hold down the household on her own. She moves her children and business to Los Angeles to be closer to her husband and Cousin Lauren as well as supporting her cousin Kieran who j...
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As the sun crept in through the small window my eyes fluttered open. I stared at the ceiling and sighed as a wave of dread washed over me. After hours of court here I was a couple days later, back in solitary confinement.
Or at least that's what it felt like.
David, Sincere and I were all found not guilty of the crimes we were accused of and released that day. Also we were each granted a million dollars each paid to us by the Atlanta District Attorneys Office. The only stipulation is that in order for us to receive the money was that we basically had to go into witness protection in order to keep the secrecy of the trial intact.
To be honest I could give a fuck about the money, I just want to get back to my family. I'd much rather be in my house with my kids. I wanted to be home so I could make love to my wife and apologize for my dumbass mistakes.
Instead I was up in the mountains stuck in a small ass house with two niggas in Blue Ridge Georgia with dear, foxes and axe wheeling red necks. Shit looked like a ghetto version of Brokeback Mountain.
Suddenly my door swings open a abruptly and it's Dave's big ass in a Wifebeater and shorts, with sock to his damn knees. For somebody who lives and breathes Harlem, New York he's country as fuck.
"Yo bitch! Bring ya ass to the kitchen, food ready!" He barked before walking away. I rolled my eyes at him before getting up to brush my teeth.
Soon as I opened the door to the bathroom we all share my nose immediately scrunched up as it was filled with this foul ass stench. "Got damn! Who fucked up the bathroom!?" I quizzed angrily grabbing my toothbrush and toothpaste.
"Shut up bitch! I looked at ya ugly ass face all day that's why my stomach hurt!" Dave screeched from the kitchen.
The bathroom smelled like bounce that ass and old mop water, Ole funky ass. Dave and I ain't been on good terms at all sense the trial. I understand his frustrations with me, but I'm sick of his bullshit. Because of his guilt for never coming back around after his mom passed, pushed him to go after the two miserable fucks years ago which is why we even got in this situation.
Yeah I went along with it, but I would have never done no shit like that on my own and Sincere wouldn't have pushed me to do it either.
I just need him to mind his business. He got more fish to fry with his own girl. Word on the street is Trey Songz been eyeing his girl since they ran across each other at a industry party Giselle took her to at Diddy's house, but that's none of my business.
I shook my head and a Dave's antics and continued doing my morning routine. But when I reached for my toothbrush I realized it was in a different place then I usually put it.
"Ayo! Who been using my toothbrush!" I called out from the bathroom.
"Ahh! My bad cuzzo I thought it was mine G!" Sincere responded making me smack my teeth.
