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The Jumpoff
By: BigBossJay Date: May 20, 2019, 7:57 pm
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Xayvion stepped out of his truck with Andre as he looked at the
doors of the Champagne Club. Xay's hand twitched as Andre looked
at him.
Dre. We just gon' talk, aite?
Xay. These niggas don't say what I wanna hear then it's on.
Dre. We don't know if they got nothing to do with it, mane.
Xay. If they ain't do it, they know who did.
Dre sighed as they walked to the door. Xay nodded at the bouncer
before stepping into the club, the pulsing hip hop beat
vibrating his feet. A few people waved at them with excitement
and surprise. It had been years since Xay, Dre, or Marcus
stepped foot inside a night club, so the hood was happy to see
them out. A gorgeous young woman walked up to them, holding a
tray.
Sabrina. Hey, Uncle Dre.
Dre. Hey, babygirl.
Sabrina. What y'all doing here? I know y'all ain't here for the
music.
Dre. Nah, we here looking for Stacks. He up in here?
Sabrina. In VIP. Sorry to here about Xavier, Uncle Xay.
Everybody on the block praying for him to pull through.
Xay. Thank you, baby.
Sabrina. If y'all need anything, let me know.
Sabrina kissed Dre's cheek and walked off. No sooner than she
left, money began falling from the ceiling as an alarm sounded.
The lights turned green as Stacks and his crew stood proudly
over VIP.
Xay. Look at this shit. The fuck happened to the game? Niggas
would never be this flashy out in the open. Easiest way to get
got.
Dre. Damn, you sound old.
Xay. It is what it is...come on.
Xay and Dre headed towards the VIP section, passing by people
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Re: The Jumpoff
By: deHamm Date: May 20, 2019, 9:15 pm
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They both made their way up to the balcony as Dre blew off some
hot air. He knew they both didn't need to be on 1000, but he
knew somebody was gon answer about Xavier before the sun rose.
Someone had been after their family for a while, and it was
apparent that someone wanted their attention. Now they had it.
Once they made it upstairs they met a grinning Stackz.
Stackz. Wats good school... and school?
Dre spoke before Xay cause he knew Xay wouldn't have any
understanding.
Dre. Say man. What you know about my nephew gettin shot?
Stackz smiled and Xay cocked his gun and Stackz adjusted.
Stackz. Look. I dont know nothin bout a shooting...
Xay. Yeah. You know. And you gon tell me somethin or yo ass aint
gon make it to the hospital.
Dre glanced at Xay then he looked around at the rest of the men
who looked anxious.
Dre. Yall might as well chill out.. Aint nobody leaving till we
get some mufuckin answers.
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Re: The Jumpoff
By: BigBossJay Date: May 20, 2019, 10:08 pm
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Stackz. Be easy, mane.
Xay. My son in the ICU because somebody trying to get my
attention. If my family don't know what's happening, then you
do. Cause you the only other mufucka running these streets this
hard.
Stackz. Heard OG feeling good now, I'm glad. We was real worried
bout him when we heard he got shot.
Xay. Now y'all need to be worried bout me. Because these fuckin
streets gettin' painted if I don't find these niggas tonight.
Stackz chuckled and Xay cocked his head.
Xay. Something funny?
Stackz. You think we did this shit?
Dre. Y'all got the most to gain.
Xay. If our family get wiped out, y'all primed and ready to take
over.
Stackz. You think I would shoot your son then be up in the club?
Stackz stepped away from his crew, and Xay and Dre followed.
Stackz sighed.
Stackz. Look, I don't know how true it is, but I hear talk some
white boys been moving into the area. I'm talkin bout fresh from
the west coast. Quiet as it's kept, a couple my niggas done went
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Re: The Jumpoff
By: deHamm Date: May 20, 2019, 10:36 pm
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Dre looked at Stackz as his mind started working.
Dre. White boys from the west?
Stackz nodded.
Xay. We aint never dealt with no white niggas..
Dre bit his lip for a moment then cursed out of his own
blindness.
Dre. Fuck!
Xay and Stackz looked at Dre as she shook his head.
Dre. Them fuckin kids man.. Mal told me something bout some
white mufuckas from the coast a while back..
He looked at Xay.
Stackz. Word?
Without another word, Xay walked past Dre and headed for the
exit. While they made their way out of the club Dre was pulling
out his phone trying to keep his cool. He dialed his son's
number and after a ring he answered.
Dre. You at the hospital?
Jamal. Yeah..
Dre. All yall stay there. We on the way..
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Re: The Jumpoff
By: BigBossJay Date: May 20, 2019, 10:59 pm
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Jamal looked at his phone confused and sighed.
MJ. What Unc say?
Jamal. They're on their way here. I guess they found something
out.
Jamal looked over at Olivia as her leg bounced and he reached
over, rubbing her shoulder.
Jamal. Hey, he's going to be okay.
Olivia. I can't believe people fuckin' shoot people in broad
daylight!
MJ. It's somebody with a personal beef.
Jamal. It's not like our family is without enemies. Old and new.
D2. Yeah, but this one feel different.
MJ. Like somebody actually trying to get our attention. Shit too
brazen.
Jamal checked his phone and sighed, standing up.
Jamal. It's Justen.
Jamal walked off and answered the call.
Jamal. Hey, Justen.
Justen. Have they said anything?
Jamal. Not yet. They're still in surgery.
Justen. Oh my God.
Jamal. Has anything weird been happening near you lately?
Anybody new hanging around or something?
Justen. No, nothing really different.
The line went silent for a moment.
Justen. Well, there was a guy the other day asking about y'all.
Jamal. Y'all? Y'all who?
Justen. All of y'all. He came into the coffee shop asking a
bunch of questions. I didn't tell him anything.
Jamal. What did he look like?
Justen. Black, kinda chubby. He had wild hair and big eyes and a
gold tooth.
Jamal turned to the crew.
Jamal. I'ma call you back. Promise.
He hung up and immediately walked to everyone.
Jamal. Willie.
D2. What?
Jamal. Willie is in town. He been asking around about us, Justen
just told me.
D2. I thought you got rid of that nigga.
Jamal. I told him to bounce once I found out he was stealing
money, but the nigga can go where ever.
MJ. You think he the one who shot Xavier?
Amiya. Justen said it was a white dude.
At that moment, Andre and Xayvion walked into the room.[/center]
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Re: The Jumpoff
By: deHamm Date: May 21, 2019, 12:02 am
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As Andre walked in he scanned the room. He and Nene locked eyes
for a moment, and for the first time in a long time he was able
to read her, and she said exactly what he needed her to say.
They had a short conversation after Xay found out about Xavier,
and she answered his call and played her part just like she'd
done before. He knew after all was said and done they would
probably need some lawyers for one reason or another.
He turned his attention back to the kids as Marcus stood up and
joined them.
Marcus. What's word?
Dre looked at Jamal.
Dre. Yall had business with some white boys?
Dre watched as all of the kids looked at each other.
Xay. Yall better talk!
MJ spoke up.
MJ. They approached us with some business... They was tryna come
out here... I told em nun less than 75..
MJ and Jamal looked at each other.
Jamal. They came back offering 40.. So we said 60 firm.. He got
to talkin shit so we went to 65... They walked and said they'd
take they shit somewhere else..
MJ. We aint heard from em since...
Amiya. Damn.. They been after us foreal..
D2. Willie working with em too then.. He know how to find us if
he want to..
Blu. Willie?
D2 looked at Jamal as Jamal shook his head.
Jamal. Justen said Willie was in the coffee shop asking about
us... He aint say his name.. But aint too many ways to describe
Willie... I caught him scamming money off the top I tried to
spare him...
MJ. I aint gon spare his ass..
Dre looked at MJ, then he looked at Xay as he spoke.
Xay. Where they at on the west?
Olivia. In San Fierro... Gettin beat out by the Vegas..
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Re: The Jumpoff
By: BigBossJay Date: May 21, 2019, 12:24 am
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MJ glanced at Olivia before his father began to speak.
Marcus. Jamal, you know where to find Willie?
Jamal. Creature of habit, he ain't leaving the hood.
Xay. I'ma handle these fuckin white boys.
MJ wiped his face.
MJ. Okay, here's how we gon' play it. Jamal, you take D2 and
talk to Willie's ass. If these white boys out here, he knows
where they at. We gon' kick it and make sure X straight.
Xay. And when we find they asses--
MJ. We handling it, Unc.
Xay's eyes fell on MJ.
MJ. This our fight. They killed Brandy thinking it was me. They
shot Pop to get to me, they shot Xavier cause they know he our
heart. They trying to shake the fuck outta us, so we gon' shake
them niggas back. By ourselves.
MJ watched as Xayvion hesitantly nodded. Jamal and D2 walked
off, their fathers dispersed, and MJ pulled Olivia back before
she could walk off. They looked each other in the eyes.
MJ. I ain't gon ask how you know the Vegas out there giving
these mufuckas problems. I love you, and be careful. If some
shit go down with whatever you got going on, don't be scared to
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Re: The Jumpoff
By: deHamm Date: May 21, 2019, 1:12 am
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DeAndre noticed MJ and Olivia stayed back, and he turned around
to see him talking to her. She eventually nodded and they hugged
each other.
Jamal. D2...
DeAndre refocused his attention on the task at hand and he
followed Jamal to the elevators.
... After a half an hour, they were pulling up to the oldest
hole in the wall in North Chamberlain. DeAndre looked around the
parking lot and saw it was basically empty.
DeAndre. You really think he in here?
Jamal. I know he's here...
DeAndre looked over at Jamal as he stared at the building.
DeAndre went into the glovebox and pulled a pistol from a secret
compartment and tucked it.
D2. Let's go see him then..
The two both got out of the car and made their way into the
shifty building.
They both scanned the bar, and their eyes found him immediately.
He was the only person sitting at the bar. They made their way
over to him and sat on both sides of him.
D2. Bartender... Lemme get a double shot of Hennessy..
Willie's head bobbled as he looked over at DeAndre. He frowned
slightly and then his eyes bucked as DeAndre looked over at him
with a devilish grin. He jumped slightly and quickly looked to
his other side seeing Jamal who looked pissed off.
Willie. J.. Ja.. Jamal.. DeAndre... What yall doing here?
Jamal. Didn't I tell you not to come back?
Willie. See. See. See I can explain..... I.. I aint have no
choice... I had to...
The bartender placed the double shot in front of DeAndre and he
put a 20 on the bar before tossing the shot back.
D2. You should have listened to my brother...
Willie looked back over at DeAndre.
Jamal. I'ma give you one more chance though... Tell me where I
can find Brandon and his friends..
Willie looked back at Jamal.
Willie. I... I dont know them...
D2. Yeah you do...
Jamal. You got a bad ass habit of lying to me... And I really
dont like that ****... Aint that why we had problems before? You
was lying and stealing and ****?
D2. If I shoot you right here... Skip and Bo gon carry you out
back for me and toss your ass in that dumpster where you
belong..... Then.. I'ma go see yo folks... Yo mama... Yo
grandmama... Yo babymama... Yo kids.. And whoever else in the
fuckin house.. And it's gon be all yo fault..
Willie. Don't.. Don't do that man.. Please.. Leave them outta
this...
Jamal. You bringin them in this.. Where the **** is Brandon?!
And I aint gon ask no more.
DeAndre slid his pistol from his stash spot and cocked it.
Almost on cue the bartender walked to the back area behind the
bar for employees only, and the music volume was turned up.
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Re: The Jumpoff
By: BigBossJay Date: May 21, 2019, 8:45 am
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Jamal stared at Willie as he sighed.
Willie. Downtown. Staying at that new hotel on 2nd and 55th. The
Gilmore. Room 822.
Willie looked at Jamal and he shook his head.
Jamal. The fuck happened to you, Willie? We used to be boys,
man. You was like our big brother.
Willie. Money, man. Shit got tight and...I don't know, man. I
ain't mean to hurt y'all like that. I ain't think them white
boys was gon' try to pull all this shit, man!
D2. The fuck you think was gon' happen?
Willie. They said they just wanted y'all contacts, man, they
ain't say they was gon' do all this.
Jamal sighed and stood up, nodding at DeAndre. Jamal walked off
and just as he hit the door, the pop of the gun sounded off.
Jamal waited at the door until he felt DeAndre behind him and
they walked out of the building and to the truck. They got
inside and Jamal stalled off the tears that were forming.
D2. Wassup?
Jamal. We never gon' get right, D. We never had a fuckin'
chance.
D2. What you mean?
Jamal. We just killed a man. All the shit we been through the
last few months and we still right here in the spot we was in
before you got out the first time. We keep saying we want more
for ourselves, then we keep coming back to the same fuckin'
bullshit. How the hell are you gon' be right for Cade if we keep
doing this shit?
D2. This was for Xavier, Mal. This was for family.
Jamal shook his head. He started the car and put it in gear.
Jamal. We say that now. We'll be hoping somebody covers another
body in 3 months.
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Re: The Jumpoff
By: deHamm Date: May 21, 2019, 9:25 pm
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DeAndre stared out of the window while Jamal's words went
through his mind. He had began reflecting on his life again
while he thought about the hand he was dealt in life. He knew if
shit didn't get taken care of tonight that there was a chance
someone else could get hit, and he wasn't putting Mariah or Cade
in the crossfire. He thought back to the moment he pulled the
trigger, and something clicked in him.
He knew Jamal was right, and he knew that he would always have
this side of him no matter what he did to put it away.
D2. Well... Hopefully niggas learn to leave us the fuck alone..
He looked over at Jamal and Jamal glanced at him then back at
the road.
D2 looked back out the window as he continued to think.
D2. We are who we are Jamal.... And you right... We aint gon
change... This us... We some young niggas that make shit
happen... We might not do it right, but we do it the way we know
how... And we protect the folks we love... By any means...
That's who we are..
DeAndre sighed and looked over at Jamal.
D2. I'm tired of apologizing for me and you shouldn't apologize
for you either.. I been fuckin shit up since we was little just
like you been talkin shit and that's just us.. And Ion feel bad
for that nigga either... Fuck him.
DeAndre shook his head as he pulled out his phone and dialed
Amiya's' number. After a couple of rings she answered.
Amiya. Yeah?
DeAndre. Aye.. We gon be at the Gilmore... Off 2nd and 55th..
Amiya. Alright..
They both hung up and D2 opened the glove box again pulling out
a silencer screwing it onto the pistol.
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