Forbidden 3: Price To Pay | Chris Brown Fan fiction (SLOW UPDATES)

Asia

"Are you gone boss up? Or let the situation take control of you?"

I snapped out of my thoughts as I turned my attention to my brother. Dominique still looked just the same with a more toned physique. The time inside only gave him more than enough time to workout. Over the weekend he called and said it was important that I met with him in person. Here I was sitting across from him. I left the kids with a baby sitter I used occasionally. She was a college student who needed the extra money. Tyler recommended her.

"Asia, I'm talking to you." Dom spoke sternly.

"I heard you Dom. I don't know."

"You need to figure it out. Times has went by quickly. You still stuck in the same space," he said.

I cut my eyes at him. How dare he try to tell me when I should be over something?! They set this shit up from the beginning and Chris played his fucking part too but so did they. Rather than addressing that. I simply nodded my head.

"Okay Dominique."

He cleared his throat than came closer to me, he spoke loud enough for me to hear him, "Look, I need to you to do some for me but you got to be in the right headspace to do it. It's no room for error. You can't fuck this up Asia."

"What Dominique?"

"I need you to link up with this guy, J. He cool people but keep it strictly professional Asia," he said sternly.

I kissed my teeth feeling insulted he threw that in there, "I'm not stun yo lil do boy or any other nigga bruh," I assured him.

"Yeah, aite. I mean what I said though."

I waved him off, "What you need me to do?"

"Tomorrow, he gone stop by the old trap house. Meet him there with 10,000. The money is already in a duffel bag and counted. I got Tyler bringing it over for me as a favor. I want you to handle the hand off."

"I'm giving him ten thousand in exchange for what?" I questioned.

"Nothing right now, the return exchange won't happen until later. This his number, you call him when you get to the house," he spoke handing me a small piece of paper, "If you look in my office at the house, it's a stash of burner phones. Use one of them to keep in contact with him. Don't get involved with this nigga Asia."

"Dominique, I heard you the first time and like I said I'm not worried about no nigga," I repeated with an attitude emphasizing every word.

"Alright bruh. I love you," He said standing up.

"Love you too."

He walked over to the wall with the other inmates as the officers prepared to escort them back to the cells.

I walked out the prison and headed back to my car. I called Tyler as soon as I pulled off and got riding good.

"What's up Asia?"

"What is Dom up too and how did you get involved?"

Tyler sighed, "I don't know and I didn't ask. It's better that way. I'll be over tonight to spot by with the stuff."

I shook my head, "Alright, I'll be there."

"You sound better," he commented.

"I'm slightly agitated but curious. I guess that's why." I shrugged as if he could see me.

"I feel you. I'll see you later though."

"Okay. Bye."

I made my way back home safe and sound. I paid the sitter and she went about her day. The kids were sitting in the living room playing with some toys and watching videos on their tablet. After checking on them, I went to Dom's office and found the stash of burner phones he told me about. I sat one on top to take with me tomorrow for this drop.