A Thug's Betrayal by Sativa Outlaw

Author:Sativa Outlaw [Outlaw, Sativa]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Leo Sullivan Presents | Sullivan Publications
Published: 2015-12-11T05:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 17

“I want my mommy, Jamal, I really miss her, you promised I can call her,” Tyler cried and pouted with his arms folded. It had been a whole month since he had taken Tyler. He had bought him every toy and game system known to man, but after a while, all the little boy wanted was Lisa. Jamal didn’t blame him; he didn’t know how to raise a kid. In the beginning, he only took Tyler to hurt Lisa, but now he actually wanted to try to be a father.

“Ty, I told you, yo mama tired of you, so she want me to keep you for a while.” He could hear his little twin smack his lips.

“But why she keep LJ and not me?” Tyler’s small voice cracked, as the thought of his mother just giving him away hurt badly.

“You my boy, so you came with me, LJ might go with your granny, but for now, I got you, and I promise I won’t let anything happen to you.” Tyler hugged Jamal tight, as tears flowed from his face.

“Yo mama still love you, lil man, she just need a break right now.” Jamal felt bad for lying to his son, but he needed him to trust him at that moment. He vowed never to lie to him about anything ever again. “So how ‘bout we go and you pick yo favorite movie off Netflix and we have us a boys’ night.” Tyler smiled for the first time in days; Jamal would do his best to keep that smile on his face. Jamal sent one of his runners to drop a package off to one of his favorite girls, Peaches. She ran with Caydence awhile back and kept on the streets for him. Last time anyone heard of Caydence, she’d gotten fat and locked herself up in an apartment on the Southside somewhere.

His phone had been ringing during the whole movie. Jamal refused to stop and tend to his business while he was spending time with his son. Tyler was fast asleep, and Jamal knew moving him would wake him. Covering him with his Spiderman cover, Jamal called Gabby. His connect’s daughter had gotten drugs from him on occasion, so he figured he could drop her a bag for a few hours. His phone light blinked repeatedly, letting him know he had missed calls and messages. Before he could check his inbox, his phone vibrated in his hand. “Yeah, fuck is so important?”

“Mal, nigga, yo shit came up short. Itchy sayin he don’t know how the shit happened, but the shit was in his hands last.” Jamal hung up; he had heard enough. Nobody stole from him or tried to fuck him over. No matter who it was, he would have to make an example out of them. Gabby assured him that she would watch over Tyler, and she would call him if his son woke up.

The warehouse where Jamal handled all of his business was on a deserted street, there were no neighbors.

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