Hold Tight |Jason McCann|

Chapter 53

| Jason |

I was pissed as shit because of Savanna and her stubborn ass attitude. I preferred it when she was shy and understanding, now, every single damn thing annoys her. It's like she didn't know that I knew what I was doing, she didn't understand that Alex and I are brothers and sure maybe i am letting him off too easily but at the same time, only he and I knew the power of our father, he was pretty damn convincing when he wanted to be.

And it didn't hurt to have a fucking drink here and there.

"Shouldn't you be at the office?" Ryan asked as he walked in to the kitchen. I turned to look at him for a brief moment with an almost glare as I was not in the mood for his usual bullshit, out here tryna act like my father.

"I got some shit to do first" I simply responded, sorting out my chain around my neck.

"Does it have something to do with Alex by any chance?" He asked making me stop slowly, figuring out whether I should tell Ryan about the conversation I had with Alex this morning because it probably wouldn't sit well with him.

Flashback~

I frustratedly threw the comb I was using at the bathroom mirror, as it fell, it hit the things sitting on the counter making them fall off. I looked at myself in the mirror, my eyes dark as I clutched on to the counter, my knuckles turning white. All I could think about was Savanna, her anger and how she left without even speaking to me first. It made no sense.

My train of thought, and anger, was caught off when hearing my ringtone. I left the bathroom, seeing my phone lit up on my bed and as I turned it over to see it was Alex, I was hesitant in answering. I was angry, talking to him wasn't going to be making it any better.

I answered anyway.

"What do you want?" I was still in charge, just because I was fucking with him a little didn't mean he got a free pass.

"Someone's on their period" He laughed along with some people in the back.

"Make it quick Alex, I got shit to do" I told him as I ran a hand through my hair. "Aight, I got a little problem,"

This was never good.

"What is it?"

"I got some bitches I gotta meet, I don't owe em nothin but they be thinking I do," he paused and as I stayed quiet, he took that as his chance to continue. "We meeting at the club tonight and I was thinking if you-"

"You're meeting at a club? Are y'all fucking children?" I cut him off.

"It wasn't my idea bro! I can't be calling shots right now, they heavy" How was he my brother? He used to be fearless and now he was afraid of bitches.

"This ain't got nothin to do with me." I replied, walking over to the window as he continued, "I know that. But come on bro, I been outta this game for a while now, in case you  hadn't noticed but our father took a lot of authority off of me so I kinda got no choice... you got it all, money, power, and most of all, you know the game," he paused as I breathed out heavily.

"Come on Bro, just this once."

Was this a good idea? Probably fucking not but I hadn't dealt with bitches in a very long time, everything had been running smoothly and I hadn't pointed a gun at nobody ready to pull the trigger in a long time. Plus, it seemed like these people were bitches themselves so what could go wrong? Ain't nobody dare challenge me.

"I'll come"

I could hear cheering at the end of the line making me roll my eyes at how childish he and his friends were, which reminded me again of why I was the successful brother.