Phat Girl 2

Chapter 3

Jay's POV

"So, you're telling me she has a brother..."

"Yes, he works for me."

"Well where the f**k has, he been while her f*****g parents have been destroying her life. Do you know what them people did to her.”?

"Calm down son he's coming to explain everything to you. He wants you to meet him at the foot locker. He works there when he’s not working for me."

"I’m already at the mall anyway so tell him I’m on my way."

"Wait nigga why you at the mall?"

"I was looking for a ring damn nigga."

"Boy who the hell you think you talking to. I’ll buss yo ass lil dude. But aww s**t look at my boy."

"Yeah whatever dad." I hung up...

I just shook my head. Yall wonder why I act the way I do look at my damn daddy. The man is crazy.

I headed to footlocker.

Once I got there the door was locked and the lights were off.

"What the f**k?" I mumbled.

I saw the lights flick on a light skinned dude opened the door. I walked in and sat on one of the couches.

I looked the dude over and realized he and Jas had all the same features except he was lighter.

"Wassup I’m Jayden." He said scratching the back of his head.

"I know who you are I just want to know where the f**k have you been all of Jasmine's life. You know what she been through without you in her life?"

"Look it wasn’t my fault. A lot of s**t has happened with us."

"Oh, f*****g really."

"Bruh I know you care about my f*****g sister but let me f*****g finish. Ion need you thinking you know s**t when you don’t know a damn thing." I paused.

He sighed and sat down on the other couch...

"Jasmine is adopted and so am I. When I was 8 and she was just a few months old our parents died in a car explosion. Someone bombed their car. you're probably wondering why, but our parents were very dangerous people. Our father was Jacob Lenard and our mother was Angelina Lenard. Those names ring a bell? They kind of knew your parents but not really closely."

I stared at him in disbelief. They were the United States second version of Bonnie and Clyde.

"After they died, we were sent to a group home I was the first to get adopted I tried to get them to take my sister, but they only wanted a boy. Jasmine was stuck there until she turned 5 when those people yall call her parents adopted her. I tried to visit her several times, but they wouldn't let me. I never knew they were mistreating her until 4 years ago and when I tried to adopt her myself, they wouldn’t sign the papers and filed a restraining order against me. I always watched her from a distant, but I lost track of her when I started working for your father 2 years ago. When he said she had been kidnapped I immediately regretted not keeping an eye on her. I may have not been able to take her away from that hell hole, but I wasn’t planning to let something like this happen to her. I’m going to help find my sister and we need to find her immediately. When I say she’s in serious s**t, she’s in serious shit."

"Why immediately."

"Because once Raheem's father sees Jasmine, he's going to recognize her. Our parents have a history with them our mother killed his wife when she kidnapped Jasmine from the hospital after she was born Raheem was born a couple of months before that happened, so he doesn’t know anything but that his mother was killed. Once his father realizes he's going to torture her himself."

I took a deep breath.

"Then we have to move fast because they've already had her for almost four days."

"Then he's probably already seen her. There’s no telling what he’s done to Jasmine."

"Wait why did his wife kidnap Jasmine?"

"Her daughter who is Raheem's twin was dying of heart failure, but the doctors were able to get her a transplant and she survived. I think her name is Riley..."

You’ve got to be f*****g kidding me.

Holy s**t.