|Chresanto|
We went to my atl headquarters until it got dark.
I got my strap just in case this nigga wanted to try something.
"Javon, didn't you turn ya life around? You still rollin' with us?" Ray laughed.
Javon kissed his teeth. "Yeah I turned my life around. The Bible said thou shall not kill. It ain't say nothing about a good old fashioned ass whoopin'. I can still whoop some ass."
We all laughed.
"I can't deal with you brah." August laughed.
Before leaving, I called Ashton.
"Unc. Where are you?"
"Ashton, you said he was driving a black expedition right?" I questioned.
"Y-yes Uncle. Please tell me where you are. It's almost nine o'clock."
"Love you, be back in a little while."
I hung up.
"Alright. Let's go." I said, hopping in the passenger seat.
"Say no more." Aug said getting in the drivers seat.
Chris, EJ, Ray, and Javon hopped in the back.
We pulled off and headed to the address that I found in Jasmine's computer.
We finally came to a neighborhood that was about thirty minutes away from Jasmine's office.
There was a downhill driveway that led to a huge ass house. It was surrounded by many trees.
"Cut ya headlights off boy." Ray said, mushing August's head.
"There go a expedition." Chris said.
It surely was.
We parked.
"So whatchu tryna do brah?" August asked.
"I just need to get inside. Javon and Chris y'all go in. Say y'all need to use the phone or some shit. Then tag team his ass. Tie his ass up." I handed them some rope.
"Once his ass is tied up, call me. We'll come inside, and look for Jasmine."
"You think it's gone work, Chres?" EJ asked.
"Ain't no question. We gone get his ass tied up. Fasho." Javon replied.
We all looked at him. And this nigga got the nerve to say he done turned his life around.
"Alright, let's go." Chris said.
Him and Javon hopped out and went to knock on the door.
After five minutes they were in.
Fifteen minutes later, Chris finally called me.
"You can come in now, nigga." He huffed, sounding like he was out of breath.
I hung up and we got out.
Javon opened the door for us.
He was sweating like shit.
"Dayummm, Javon." Aug, and Ray laughed.
"Bro, this nigga put up a good ass fight my nigga, had me out of breath and shit." He laughed, wiping his forehead.
"This nigga was over here quoting scriptures from the bible." Chris pointed at Javon.
We laughed. "Oh shit."
We walked in and seen the Marcel nigga tied up in the corner.
I looked at him.
"C'mon niggas." I said, pulling Ray, and Aug. "Y'all stay here and watch this nigga."
They all nodded.
The house was pretty big, but not as big as mine.
"You look in the basment. You check the main floor. I'll check upstairs." I said.
"On it." They both said.
I jogged up the stairs.
I went in every room. The four bedrooms. The two bathrooms. She wasn't there.
"Jasmine!" I yelled.
"Jasmine, where are you baby?!" I yelled.
"Chres!!" I heard Ray yell. "I found her!"
I ran downstairs, and down into the basement.
Jasmine was laying in Ray's arms. She was naked and cold.
"Oh my god. Jasmine baby." I said, tears filling the rim of my eyes.
"Chres?" She said, her voice, raspy and weak.
"I'm right here, princess. I'm right here." Tears falling from my eyes.
"C'mon, we gotta get her out of here." August said, from behind me.
"Chres, my stomach hurts." She said.
"I know baby, we're gonna get you out of here." I said, pushing her hair out of her face.
I picked her up and headed up the stairs.
"Oh. My damn." Javon said.
"Take her please." I said, handing her to Chris.
They all headed out to the truck.
I looked at this nigga with pure hatred.
He looked at me and smirked. "She had some good pussy."
That set me off. I went straight to his face.
Blow after blow.
"Chresanto. The cops are coming." Aug, yelled.
I wasn't hearing it. I kept sending blows to the niggas face, and chest.
I didn't even realize that the police were pulling me off of him.
Next thing I know I was being put into the back of a cop car.
The next morning.
"August." The cop yelled. "You're being let go. Your court date will come in the mail."
I sat up, and waited for him to open the cell.
I walked out and grabbed my belongings and exited the jail.
August and Chris were waiting for me outside.
"Hey man." I said, dapping them both up, after hopping in the truck.
"Sup brah."
"Man. I don't even know bro. I honestly don't remember what happened or how I even got here." I said, rubbing my eyes.
"All I know is you beat that nigga like he forreal stole something." Chris said. "I'm surprised you ain't beat him to death."
"Man, that nigga did steal something. He took my wife man. He raped her." I replied. "I should have killed him."
"Well you damn near did that. That nigga got a broken jaw, and four broken ribs. He missing some teeth too. You fawked him up brah." August laughed.
I looked out the window.
"How's my baby?" I asked.
"She's okay. She's weak." Chris said. "Umm. They did an ultrasound, and they said the babies still look good, and healthy."
I sighed. Thank you Jesus.
"Take me to her, please."
After stopping to get her some flowers, we went to the hospital.
I walked in to see her sleeping peacefully.
I sat the flowers down, on the table beside her bed.
I kissed her forehead, caressing her cheek.
She fluttered her eyes open.
"Hey baby." She smiled and grabbed my hand. "I'm glad you're okay."
As much as this girl has been through, she's still worried about me.
"Don't worry about me. We need to concentrate on you." I smiled.
She smiled.
I looked into her beautiful brown eyes. She was so beautiful.
She giggled. "What?"
"Nothing.. you're just so breathtaking ... & I don't deserve you."
She sat up. "What do you mean?"
Tears were threatening to fall from my eyes, once again.
"I dont deserve you. I put you through so much. You stuck by my side. I decided to leave you and the kids just for some damn business. And this is what happens. I always put myself before you and the kids. It's not right." I cried.
She pulled my head into her lap, as I continued to sob.
"Shhhh. Shh. It's okay baby. I understand the choices you make. That's why I'm still by your side. I love you, Chresanto August, and that's never gonna change, no matter what." She said, running her fingers thru my curls.
I looked up and kissed her lips.
She wiped my face.
She then handed me and ultrasound picture.
"B-baby. Did they give you the wrong ultrasound? This got two babies."
I looked at the top and seen her name.
I looked over at her, in confusion.
"Chresanto, we're having twins. A boy and a girl." She said softly. "She was hiding behind her brother."
I about fainted.
"Twins? As in two?" I asked.
She nodded.
"Oh my God." I kissed her forehead.
I honestly didn't know what to do. I was excited and happy.
"I love you, Jasmine."
"I love you more, Chresanto." She smiled, and kissed my lips.
A few weeks later...
"Hey Carson? Forreal? Thank you so much. Much respect. Alright man. Talk to you later." I hung up.
"Who was that babe?"
"It was my lawyer. They dropped my charges. So now we just gotta go to court testify against that nigga." I replied.
She nodded. "Okay."
Jasmine wasnt herself for a few days after all that stuff happened with Marcel.
She was really quiet and depressed. Until one day she just broke down and let it all out.
"You okay, today?" I asked.
"Yeah, I'm fine babe." She smiled, and kissed my cheek.
"So mama, two babies really about to come up in here?" CJ said, rubbing Jasmine's belly.
"Yes son. And it's gonna be hard work so I'm gonna need you and your sisters help, while your daddy's away." She said.
I couldn't leave again, especially after all that had happened while I was gone and the fact that I have not one but two babies on the way.
I opened my phone, and called Mr. Jacobs.
"Hey, Mr. Jacobs. Um I'm gonna have to let this offer go. My family is going through alot, and I have to be there for them. So thank you for the opportunity, but staying right here in Atlanta is good enough for me right now."
I hung up.
"Babe?" She walked over to me.
"I gotta do what's right, Jasmine. And being here for you and the kids is what's right for me." I smiled.
She kissed my lips, biting my bottom one.
"Y'know I love you right?" I asked.
"I know. I love you more." She grinned. "Now we gotta finish decorating this nursery, gotta fix it for two babies now."
I nodded and rubbed her round belly.
Thank you Lord for protecting my wife and unborn daughter and son.