Jux Season 2 (Jux Season: The Crew) by Karma Monae

Author:Karma Monae [Monae , Karma]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Karma Monae Presents
Published: 2023-09-22T22:00:00+00:00

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Four hours later, me, Cam, and Diva were stepping in the house tired than a mothafucka. The entire ride home I went in on Cam laying down the law and it seemed like every word out my mouth went in one ear and out the other. At this point, a nigga was feeling defeated. Like all hope was gone. It was clear his ass was going to do whatever he wanted whether I agreed or not and that shit didn’t sit right with me. Hustling wasn’t the life I envisioned for my kids. It was the prime reason why I went as hard as I did in the streets. So, they never had to.

“Dive go upstairs and get ready for bed,” I said, locking the front door behind us.

“Okay. Goodnight daddy.”

“Goodnight.” I placed a kiss on her forehead and watched as she trekked up the staircase to her room.

Once she was completely out of ear shot, I started in on Cam—again.

“No phone. No video games. You are to go straight to school and back. And you can kiss spending all that time with My My goodbye too. From here on out, yo ass is to eat, breathe, and shit in this house. You hear me?” Cam sighed but didn’t respond. “Nigga, I said do you hear me?” I repeated myself with much more base in my voice.

“Yeah, I hear you. I just don’t get what the big deal is! You and ma were hustling at my age, probably younger.”

“That’s cause we ain’t have no choice but to. It was hustle or don’t eat. Grind or be homeless. You the only dumb ass privileged mothafucka who wants to be in the streets when you don’t have to!”

“It’s in my blood!”

“Nah, nigga college and football are in your blood!” I walked up to him so that we could stand face to face. “Do you have any idea what the outcome could’ve been tonight had YoungBoy not of been there? Do you want the burden of getting your sister and niece or nephew killed to be on you? Huh!” I barked.

“But they’re good!”

“Yeah, no thanks to you!” I shot back.

“What’s going on?”

I looked up and saw Eyshia standing at the bottom of the steps with her robe and house shoes on. Her wild hair told me we woke her up out of her sleep which meant the baby more than likely was awake now too.

Grilling Cam, I said, “Go ahead and tell her.”

“Tell me what?” Both of our eyes were on Cam who was all of the sudden on mute unlike a few seconds ago.

Keyshia took slow steps towards us until she was standing next to him. “Tell me what Cam?”

Once again, he released another sigh as he dragged his hand through his headful of curls. “I’ve been hustling. Well, actually, I never stopped.”

“You been what!”

“You heard him. Your precious lil’ Cam out here on his trapstar shit, damn near got him, his sister, and My My killed by some broke backwards hustling ass niggas.

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