Hermes

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Hermes Jabami POV

I walked out to the living room seeing some of the guys from the past that broke into my house with Mr. Hill.

"What a pleasant surprise, how's that thigh feeling? I asked the guys I shot that day. "I never caught you all's names when we first met. Looks like my boys didn't listen to my orders, and brought their guns. Good things the door is closed and the blinds are shut, right boys."

"Who the fuck brought Bruce Lee, Jackie Chan, and them niggas?" The guy I shot last time said.

"Me, of course. Jonathan Jones right, they call you JJ don't they." I said, "Dreads do suit you better than a low cut in your past." I watched him mouthed what the fuck. "Yes, I know you guys, sadly I had to find out a different way though. Have a seat next to your knocked out friend, he should be waking in a little bit. Keep an eye on them please."

I went back to Jorja, and she has her things in bags and duffel bags.

"Everything okay?" She asked me.

"Well we have some company. His friends aren't too thrilled to see me. Let's say last time wasn't fun for them at all. Daxx! Come take these to my truck please." I said.

"Please be safe."

"You should tell them that. Finish up packing so we can leave."

I walked back out the room and came back into the living room. Jorja and Daxx came out with bags and stuff taking it to my truck. I grabbed a chair and sat it in front of them. I looked at the drugs on the table and saw that this was not some grade A weed.

"So he is selling this trash, sad, he won't make much off this. Okay young men, I know you didn't plan on meeting me again or this soon again. I know Jonathan doesn't. Must feel weird seeing me without a suit huh?" They all looked at me with fear in their eyes. I can tell that Mr. Hill's attention is all on Jorja. "Focused on Ms. Walker huh Mr. Hill? Don't worry she is very well taken care of, right Ms. Walker."

Jorja came over to me, and kissed me on my lips.

"Bitch really! I should kill you," Mr. Hill yelled at Jorja.

"You know you should really be careful of your threats Da'jonte. Oh, by the way, we are over. We are over, actually we been over, but you wouldn't accept it. You've forced me to stay here, and now I can finally leave you and take my child with me." Jorja said. It's beautiful to see her stand up for herself. It must be refreshing for her to actually do that.

"So you're taking my daughter from me?"

"Actually Mr. Hill, your daughter wants nothing to do with you. She told me and my child too. Ms. Luna told me you spend no time with her, but take her on these drug runs, which is dangerous. Then bring other women around while Ms. Walker is gone." With that Jorja grabbed my gun from my holster, went over to him, and hit him in the temple with the butt of the gun.

"That's what you fucking do around my daughter!" I watched her cock the gun, and pointed it towards him.

"Listen, baby we can talk about this." He pleaded. I stood back, and observed what was about to happen.

She isn't going to shoot him, I know she's not. Honestly, not to be mean but she doesn't have that in her. Nonetheless, I can't count out the fact she has been beaten by him, and there is no telling what more could Luna have seen. She told me, and luckily nothing happened to her. Jorja's hands shook as she held that gun up, not because it was heavy, but it's all the mental thought of it.

"Nigga you ain't going to help me out." he yelled at me.

"This has nothing to do with me. My child's mother didn't want anything to do with my baby, and it's been years. She now wants to be in her life, but I leave that option up to my daughter. This here is between Jorja and you." I took the gun out of Jorja's hand and removed the bullet from the chamber. "You don't need blood on your hands, plus right now isn't the best place or time to do this. Like I said before, finish getting Luna's things so we can leave. Whatever you feel like she doesn't wear or need can be donated. The girls would probably love to go shopping sometime this weekend. Matter of fact, keep an eye on them while I help her."