Indebted to You
Chapter One Jaxon Coal is known to be an extremely dangerous, ruthless, and many often say soulless. After watching his father lead the business, they even killed on numerous occasions.
This book is a special dedication to Chris Hullihen for his work on along side Habby G. Lee. Chapter One: Dumpster baby
"Noks man, Get up" Paul yells from the front door of my apartment it was too early in the fucking morning for this, Jessica was stretched out on the bed naked, saggy titties hanging off the side of her chest, her dyed green hair looking like a wild birds nest, that fucking nasty smelling free fucked crotch on display.
Liza: The sound of my alarm brings me out of my amazing dream yet again to do the same thing today as every day. Wake up, shower, then pray, and breakfast. Cleaning the chapel before children came in for prayer, worship, and beading time (that's not too bad).
Prologue ‘Slap’ ‘Spit’ I laid on the floor crying and thinking why me, what did I ever do to deserve this? Hiding my face as my body received punches and kicks. I was told to come here to see my boyfriend for our one-year anniversary.
Losing Bash took a lot out of me and for a while I couldn’t look at Tom-Tom or even ask to see him. Mo and Jerry stayed by my side for nearly the whole year, but I eventually had to get over the grief and move on with my life, not that I didn’t sometimes find myself hiding in the closet with his shirt and letter just to have a good cry.
I spent a good six weeks in the hospital to manage my medicine better and start group therapy. It helped so much for me too, Mo came to visit a few times to give me books for exams and notes. Jerry and Tee stopped by once or twice, she was getting too big to move and even had to take a semester off to get ready for my nephew. Two days after the big fight Ma went back to the mountains, but she calls every other day just to keep tabs on my recovery. If you’re wondering what is going on with Bash and Gun, well that’s a good question I refused any visits from them and Tracy came by last week telling me that Bash took a turn for the worst. I tried to hide my saddest, but I bawled my eyes out when I closed the door of my room. She said doctors weren’t sure if he would make it through the month, I wanted to see him, but didn’t at the same time. Taking a minute to think things over my case manager said it would be a good idea to try and give him a piece of mind. So today is that day, my visit with Bash nervously walking from the Psych ward to the Intensive care floor. This will be the second time I’ve seen him look so horrible and my heart nearly broke just seeing him lying in the bed hooked up to the wires and cords.
Waking up coughing from the burning sensation in my throat. The room spun for a second while I adjusted to the blinding light, my eyes shot around the room Mo, Jerry, Tee even Ma? Why was she down from the mountains? It was then that the realization hit me.