Fallin' for a Thug 2 by John Lucinda & P Mz. Lady

Author:John, Lucinda & P, Mz. Lady [John, Lucinda]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Shan Presents
Published: 2015-05-13T04:00:00+00:00

"What happened?"

"Your daddy's crazy ass wife is what happened, I swear when I catch up with that bitch I’mma shoot her like she shot me!"

"She shot you?" I became angry.

"The bullet only grazed her shoulder." My father spoke up.

"I don't care, she still shot me!"

"Well,how did this shit happen?" I asked.

"Do you want the truth or a lie?" my mother spoke.

"Mama cut it out."

"Mm ok, you asked for it." She cleared her throat. "Your father was giving me the business when his wife walked in and shot him in the back then shot me."

"Ma, why are you still fucking this nigga, he's married."

"I’m a grown woman, and married dick taste better." She smacked her lips. "I'm about to hit up a doctor for some pain pills, my shoulder is on fire. Fix your damn face and sit your ass down and talk to your daddy."

My mother walked out of the room and I sat in the seat she was sitting in.

"I'm paralyzed from waist down," my father said.

"Damn," was the only word that came out of my mouth.

"I need you to take your place on my throne. This is a family ran business and I need you and Johanna to put the differences to the side and run my empire as partners."

"Not gonna happen." I got up and prepared myself to leave.

"You can either work for me or go against me. Going against me would not be in your best interest."

"Are you threatening me?”

"I am a man with so much power, there is no need for me to threaten you," he smirked.

"Your bitch is dead for touching my mom."

"Your bitch will be dead too if my bitch is touched," he laughed.

I pulled out my gun, screwed on the silencer, and aimed it at his head."

Click. Clack.

A cold metal was placed to my dome.

"You kill my father and I will kill you, your mother, that pretty bitch, and your kids," Johanna whispered.

Putting the safety back on my gun, I placed it back on my hip and nodded my head. I kissed my sister on her cheeks and flashed my father a smile. It was officially war between the both of us.

Walking out the room, I took the elevator down to the pediatrics ward and asked for Jr.'s room number. Walking inside, my heart started to beat real fast. The room was filled with people and Tissa was laying in Tosha's arms crying. I was about to lose my mind trying to figure out what the fuck was going on with my younging.

"What's wrong with Jr.?" I asked lifting Tissa out of Tosha's arms. "Can everyone please give us some privacy?"

I cleared the room out.

I noticed Khalid laying in the bed next to Jr. His little arm was wrapped in a bandage.

"Tissa, baby why is Khalid here? What's wrong with my boys?"

"Jr. has Lymphoma," she cried. "Khalid is not a match because they're not identical twins."

"A match for what?" I felt my chest tighten.

"A match for the bone marrow transplant. Jr. needs one or he's going to die of cancer, Khalil, my baby has cancer.

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