Damaged: Jovian’s Revenge by Tanya Cole Read Free Book Online

baby girl .You  just got a step dad too.
    “But I want him as my daddy. He is always nice to mommy . He takes us to school, dance classes, he plays the games with Khalil take him to karate class, and he makes my momma smile.” Karma says.
    “Your dad loves ya’ll . He just has a funny way of showing it. But he will do whatever for his kids. Okay?” I say.
    My nieces walk up to me and hug me. I love these two lil chocolate chips.
    My phone rings and it’s Mac Yo.
    “Sup .Mac Yo?” I ask.
    “Get to dat spot. Now!” he screams.
    “What happened?”
    “Not on this phone! Come on G.”
    “I’ll be through. Let me make sure my folks straight.” I say as I rub the sweat out of my forehead.
    “Aight. But ASAP G” he says as hangs up the phone.
    My phone rings again. It’s J.D.
    “Lil Bro.”
    “Sup. J.D.?” I ask.
    “Mane, get to the car lot. ASAP!”
    “Wat now?”
    “Get here! Now!”
    “Aight. I’m on my way.” I say as I kiss the twins goodbye. I walk down the steps and Mama Jo has the boys sitting on the couch.
    “Uncle Jay?” Khalil asks.
    “Sup Lil?”
    “Can I go play?”
    “No.”
“Ugh, grandma. Come on.”
    “Go upstairs.”
    “Jay. How you gonna tell him to disobey me?” Mama Jo asks. “I want him to be right in front of me.”
    “Mama, stop it. Let him play. It wasn’t your fault. It was Liz sick ass. Sorry for the cussing , but Ki wouldn’t let you be around them if blamed you. Chill out. Okay.”
    “Okay.” She exhales and leans back on the sofa. “ Where you going?”
    “To handle some business. Where’s Tray?” I ask I look around. This first time I’ve noticed that she just ain’t been around.
    “She dropped Darrin off sand kept on going.” Mama Jo says.
    “What? When? “I ask.
    “When we left the store getting groceries.”
    “So, she didn’t go to the store.”
    “Nah.”
    “Or you cool with the all kids by yourself.”
    “Yeah baby. The twins just called and said their mama dropping them off to help Ki out for a little while.”
    “Aight. Just don’t let them go anywhere.”
    “Lol. I won’t.”
    I kiss her forehead and head out the door. I jump in my Lincoln and dial up Tracy. Her phone goes straight to voicemail.
    “Fuck!” I scream as I hit the steering wheel with my fists.
    I pull off listening to Bobby Womack’s, “If You Think You’re Lonely Now.” My baby is falling apart. She ain’t trying to touch me. She always gone and her phone calls are far and few. I pull up to J.D. car lot.
    He outside smoking a fat blunt.
    “Sup. J.D.?” I ask , but I already know the answer. Cause he don’t smoke at his business especially when it ain’t closed.
    “Step in my office .” he says as he walks in his office. He didn’t put the blunt out. This can’t be good. My runner Mac Tez is in the office bloody and bruised.
    “Da fuck happened Mac?”
    “Mane, I was on my way to spot to drop off some work. Somebody tapped the car from behind and I said fuck it and kept going.”
    “ I got to the spot , got the bag, out of the car, and walk up the steps. Next thing I know everything goes black . And punches in the head come shortly after that.”
    “Damn, a blanket party. That’s old skool,” J.D. says as he puffs his blunt. “ We looking at some older niggas.”
    “They dragged me in the house and beat me until  couldn’t take it anymore. Then, they searched the house until they found everything.”
    “Shit. What they get Mac?”
    “Everything .All nine keys of that white girl, 4 pounds of Kush , 3 pounds of Reggie weed, Lortabs, Percocets, and thirteen thousand in cash.”
    “Fuck !” I scream as I pull out my glock 40 from the waist. “Mane, only three niggas know our routine! That’s him me and you!  How the fuck a nigga know your routine?”
    “Jay, come down! This nigga ain’t no fool! He ain’t gonna show up here knowing he could die! He gonna get ghost and plan for this shit! Think! Damn!”
    “You right . My bad my nigga.