~Jayceon POV
I walked back into the house seeing Morgan pacing back and forth. "Oh my gosh where did you go? And what happened to your lip?" She said grabbing my face. "I went to go talk to Deshaun." I said walking past her. "It looks like yall did more than talking." She scoffed. I ignored her grabbing ice for my face. "Jayceon what are we going to do about Josiah?" She asked. "Mo baby listen. I know you're scared. Let me worry about this okay." I said looking at her. She nodded her head.
~Landon POV
My phone was ringing, I looked down seeing Deshaun's name.
"Yo." I said answering the phone.
"Josiah's back." He said making me raise a brow.
"The fuck you mean he back? The nigga rose from the dead or something?"
"I never killed him." He said.
"You dead serious?"
"No bullshit. He pushed up on Morgan at the store and Jayceon found out. This nigga just came over here and gave me a black eye." He scoffed.
"You fucking deserve it dumbass. Why the fuck would you lie and say you killed him?" I asked.
"Man I don't know. I just assumed he was dead."
"You know Jayceon ass ain't gone fuck with you after that right?" The phone was silent. I got a notification on my phone. It was a message from Jayceon saying to meet him at the trap tomorrow.
"Speaking of Mayweather now, he just text me. He wanna meet at the trap tomorrow." I said. "The nigga didn't even text me." DeShaun complained. "I mean what did you expect. You lied about a nigga who done made us lose a lot of shit and hurt a lot of people. You better make this shit right. I'll talk to you later." I hung up the phone with Iyana staring at me. "What?" I asked raising a brow.
"Who were you talking about?" She asked. "Josiah." I simply said. I would've lied but that wouldn't do anybody no good. "He's alive?" She said shocked. "Apparently."
**The Next Day**
"Alright baby girl I'll be back. Lock the doors." I gave her a kiss and walked out to my car. Before heading to the trap, I stopped by Wendy's to get something to eat.
After grabbing my food, I made my way to the trap. "Wassgood." I said dapping up Jayceon and some of our other workers. "How the fuck we supposed to find this nigga?" I asked sitting down. "With our tech guy." Jayceon said when the tech guy walked in. "I gave him information on the last known location of Josiah's phone. Wherever his phone is, that's where he is." Jayceon said.
"Do your thing bro."
A sound of silence overcame the room when Deshaun walked in. "Fuck is you doing here?" Jayceon said standing up. "My job. That a problem?" Deshaun mugged. "You sure as hell wasn't doing your damn job when you let this nigga Josiah walk free." He scoffed. "How the f-" I cut him off. "Both of yall. Meet me the fuck outside." I said standing up walking past them.
"What bruh." Deshaun said walking out with Jayceon behind me. "Yall niggas in there acting like some damn babies. Yes this dumbass nigga didn't kill Josiah like he was supposed to. But that shit in the fucking past. We need to focus on catching the nigga now. That shit ain't gone work with yall two getting in a dick fight every time yall fucking see each other." I said.
"He let the nigga that put our people in danger walk. How can you let that slide?" Jayceon scoffed. "Because I put that shit behind me. I lost too much from this pussy ass nigga just to lose yall dumbass niggas. So either make the fuck up, or shut the fuck up. But we got a fucking job to do." I scoffed. "You owe that shit to Marquis." I said looking at Deshaun. "You owe that shit to Morgan." I said looking at Jayceon. "And I owe that shit to Iyana."
I walked off and went back inside the trap.
"You got anything?" I asked the tech guy once I got back in the room. "Just give me a few more seconds." He said typing away on his computer. A few seconds later Deshaun and Jayceon walked in.
"Boom bitches. 5101 Collins Avenue." He said. "Wait. I know that address." Deshaun said. "You been there?" I asked. "Yeah. That's Jordan's crib." He said clenching his jaw. "Call her. See if she's home."
~Deshaun POV
I pulled out my phone pressing Jordan's name. After a few rings, she picked up.
"Hello." She said.
"Hey. You home?"
"Lucky for you I just walked in the door. Why?"
"I'm about to come see you. We need to talk."
"Okay. I'll see you then." I hung up the phone looking over to Landon. "Alright. Let's roll out then." He said about to walk out but I stopped him. "Nah. I let me handle this."
"That's what you said last time." Jayceon mumbled but loud enough for me to hear. "I ain't ask for your fucking input. I ain't about to bitch with you because you mad. I'll be back." I said walking out. I got inside the car making my way to Jordan's house.
~Jayceon POV
Everybody left leaving me in the room with Landon. "What." I said noticing him staring at me. "So you gone hate this nigga for life or something?" He scoffed. "I don't know. Maybe." I shrugged. "Nah. You not mad at Deshaun. What's up with you?" He asked sitting across from me. "Fuck is this a therapy session?"
"Man get yo head out yo ass and say what the fuck is wrong with you."
"I'm mad at my fucking self. I'm mad at myself for not listening to my head when I knew some shit was up with this nigga. If I would've just listened to myself none of this shit would've happened."
"Well like I said, that shit in the past. You want to end this shit then end it. Stop starting more shit."
~DeShuan POV
I pulled into Jordan's house. I got out the car and knocked on her door. "Hello there handsome." She smiled opening the door. "Wassup." I walked in and into her living room to sit down. She followed sitting next to me. "You look like you just lost your best friend." She said jokingly. "What you been up to?" I asked. "Nothing. Just working." She shrugged. I was thinking about how to bring this up, then I remembered. "I got a question?"
"Ask away."
"Why you bring up Josiah last time we saw each other?" I asked.
"Oh I um, I just see him as a problem."
"Don't you mean saw."
"Yeah you know I just think him being around would be a problem because your mind would be so o-" I cut her off because she wouldn't even let out a breath. It was obvious she was lying about something. "What you mean with him being around? He's dead Jordan." I said. "DeShaun you know what I mean." She smiled nervously.
"Jordan just tell me the truth." I scoffed. "The truth about what?"
"I know Josiah's alive. I know he's been over your house. Why?" I asked.
"Deshaun I don't kn-" I cut her off. "STOP FUCKING LYING AND TELL ME THE FUCKING TRUTH!" I yelled. She got off the couch walking into the kitchen. I got up and followed her.
~Third Person POV
Jordan walked in the kitchen hoping to by herself some time and come up with a lie. "Jordan I don't got time for this shit. Yall two trying to kill me or something?" Deshaun scoffed. "You want the honest truth?" She said. "No, I want you to lie to me." He said sarcastically. "Yes. We're trying to kill you." Jordan said pulling out a gun aiming it at Deshaun. She had the most devilish smirk on her face. "Pussy. You ain't gone pull that trigger." Deshaun scoffed. "Say I won't."
"You won't."
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