The Deal Part 4
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Warning: Cussing. Mentions of Smut. Slightly violence.
The Deal Part 4
Melinda opened her eyes and she saw her clock on her nightstand, it was little after six in the morning. She closed her eyes as rolled over and reached out for Jordan, but she felt nothing. She opened her eyes to find Jordan’s side of the bed empty. She was too tired to question where he was at. Most likely he was in the bathroom, kitchen or working out in the garage. It didn’t matter, he was in the house since he always would kiss her before he took off somewhere. Melinda let out a heavy sigh, thinking back to last night. How Tom pointed out Jordan’s constant eye fucking and flirting he was doing when he’s suppose to be getting married to her. Then Jordan confesses he lied to her because he was really flirting with that woman.
She was trying to convince herself it was fine because he never let it go past flirting. But then she started thinking about what Tom said. What if she wasn’t around Jordan and had no contact with him for a few days, would he stray? Before there was no doubt in her mind he wouldn’t. But realizing how comfortable he was eyeing and flirting with other women when he’s supposed to be in love with her and wants a future with her, she wasn’t so sure. For all Meinda knew, he was lying about never cheating on her. He could have seen her looking for him and he decided to blow off the chick so he wouldn’t get caught. She could ask him, but would it really ease these troubling thoughts? If she was having doubts at all, wasn’t that a sign not to get married. If you can’t trust your partner, why stay?
Melinda closed her eyes tight. It was too early to think about such things. It was definitely too early to start crying. But that’s all she felt like doing since last night. She was hoping after they got home and made love it would ease some of the pain but it didn’t. Not with Jordan recording it. Though she told him it was fine, she really didn’t like it. Yes, at first it turned her on slightly, having Jordan craving her like that. But since they moved into this house anytime they had sex he recorded it. She felt more like the act of sex was now a performance than something to express their love for each other. Them having sex in Tom’s bathroom was the first time he didn’t ask if he could record it. That’s properly why she enjoyed them fucking so much more than their so-called making love last night.
She let out a sigh as she huddled under the covers. She tried to go back to sleep, but Melinda was having difficulties. So she started taking deep breaths to find her center to help her. But when she did, she could smell hazelnut coffee, her favorite. Jordan had to be in the kitchen. She took another deep breath and she smelled bacon but that wasn’t all. She could smell, the smoke detector went off, smell something burning. Melinda let out another sigh as she opened her eyes up. As she got out of bed, she could hear Jordan cussing up a storm. She put on her robe and she headed to the kitchen where there was smoke in the air and flames on the stove.
“Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.” Jordan said, grabbing the fire extinguisher as he saw Melinda. “Baby stay back.” She grabbed the fire extinguisher from him and sat it down. “Baby what are you doing?” She turned off the stove and then picked up the lid for the pan, and placed it right on the pan, putting out the flames. “Oh.”
“That fire extinguisher isn’t designed for grease fires,” Melinda said as she opened up the windows to let the smoke out. “The moment you would have used it, the flames would have spread. It’s better to just deprive it of oxygen with the lid or blanket or towel. Or put it out by using baking soda.”
“Baking soda?” Jordan said, she nodded her head. “Huh. That’s why you always keep that big box of baking soda in the kitchen.”
“Exactly.” Melinda said.
She looked at the other food he had on the stove that was also burned. “Yeahhhh kinda burned everything,” Jordan said, and she looked over at him. “I just wanted to try and make you breakfast after last night but,” he sighed. “I still fucking suck at cooking as you can tell.”
She giggled. “Yeah I remember you told me you used to spend tons of money on Hello Fresh and Ubereats before I started cooking for you.” Melinda said.
He chuckled. “I never told you but,” Jordan said and he smiled. “Remember the very first time you offered to come over and cook for me?”
“Yeah,” Melinda said, nodding her head.
“Well,” Jordan said and he smiled. “I never told you this but I didn’t have any pots or pants or cooking utensils so I went out and bought them before you came over.”
She giggled. “Are you serious?” Melinda said.
He chuckled. “Yeah,” Jordan said, nodding his head.
“I was wondering why they look so brand new,” Melinda said. He smiled as he nodded his head. Then his smile faded as he looked at her. “What?”
“I like it when we're like this,” Jordan said. “Smiling, laughing, just joking around. I really thought last night was going to be the last time we had this.” She looked down as last night replayed and doubt started creeping into her mind once more. “You're not going to leave me are you baby?” She looked up and she shook her head, he gave her a small smile. “Come here,” they went over to each other and he wrapped his arms around, giving her a kiss. “Since I burnt all this food, do you want some cereal? I can’t burn that.”
“I don’t know, are you going to make it the right way?” Melinda said with a smirk.
“Hey, milk and then cereal is the right way baby” Jordan said, and he smirked back. “You doing cereal and then milk is the wrong way.”
She giggled a bit. “Whatever you say, babe.” Melinda said. “I think I'm just going to lay down a bit longer and when I wake up I’ll turn that coffee to ice coffee.”
“Alright baby,” Jordan said and he gave her a kiss. “How about,” he smiled, “we make love again?”
She gave a small smile. “That would be great but I’m just really tired babe,” Melinda said.
He nodded his head. “Okay, that’s fine.” Jordan said. “Go get some sleep and I’ll clean up here.” He gave her another kiss before he let her go and she started heading back to the bedroom. “Baby?” Melinda stopped and turned back to him. “What do you think about us spicing it up in the bedroom?”
“What do you mean?” Melinda said, looking confused.
“You know,” Jordan said and he grinned. “Bringing in some toys.”
“Toys?” Melinda said.
“Yeah,” Jordan said, nodding his head. “Like a vibrator and dildo for you. Maybe we can do some anal plugs for you to see if you like that. That would help get you adjusted and get you ready for me if you end up deciding I can fuck your ass.” She looked at him in surprise. “Oh,” he snapped his fingers and smiled. “We can get one of those machines that have the dildo on it. I can tie you up on the bed and I can watch it fuck you while I jerk off.”
“What?” Melinda said, not knowing what to think. “What the hell are you talking about?”
“I’m just throwing out suggestions to spice things up, that’s all baby.” Jordan said. “What if I buy an actual camera and you know those tripods so we can record us better.”
“Where the fuck is this all coming from?” Melinda said.
“It's just,” Jordan said and he sighed. “I heard that romance tends to go out the window once a couple gets married and has kids. And I don’t want that for us, baby. I want us to be all into each other so I thought, you know,” he smiled. “Spicing things up in the bedroom would help out.”
“If you want to keep romance alive shouldn’t we go on dates and not make a porn video?” Melinda said.
“Yeah,” Jordan said and he looked down. “Guess going on dates would work better.”
“Are you bored of me in the bedroom?” Melinda said.
He looked up quickly. “What? No,” Jordan said, shaking his head. “I’m not bored of you at all baby. I just don’t want you to get bored of me and leave.”
“You really think I’m bored of you?” Melinda said, as she started getting frustrated. “I’m not the one flirting and eye fucking others Jordan.” He looked away. “What’s next? You're going to suggest bringing another man or even another woman into the bedroom to spice things up.”
He turned back to her. “Fuck no,” Jordan said, raising his voice a bit. “I won’t ever do that shit to you. I don’t want another man or fucking woman touching you.” He sighed heavily. “I’m sorry baby. It’s super early in the morning and I’m tossing all these suggestions at you. I’m sure you're still tired and stressed out because of last night's bullshit with Tom. Won’t you just forget what I said and get some sleep.” She just looked at him. “Go ahead baby,” he smiled. “Get some sleep.” She turned back around and headed back to the bedroom. “I love you baby.”
She stopped for a moment. “Yeah,” Melinda said. “Love you too.” She went inside and closed the door behind her.
“Fuck.” Jordan said.
Couple Hours Later:
Unable to sleep when she got back into the bedroom, Melinda had ended up taking a shower. Then she decided to soak in the tub and read a book. She was there for a while until Jordan came in to check up on her. And of course, he started taking off his clothes to join her. She didn’t mind it at first since Jordan stayed quiet and he was rubbing her feet. But when things started turning sexual he brought up recording it. Without a word or a sigh Melinda got out of the tub and went to the bedroom to dry off. She got dressed as he came into the bedroom to apologize. She just went into the kitchen and started getting breakfast together.
When she was done cooking, they sat in the dining room and started eating. Melinda wasn’t saying a word or even looking at Jordan as he tried talking to her. She just gave him a simple nod or head shake, and occasional shoulder shrugged. After they ate, she cleaned up and started working on unpacking the kitchen while Jordan started putting up the curtains. Jordan did try to keep talking to her but eventually he gave up and put on some music for them to listen to. Once the kitchen was done, they got one of the spare rooms set up as a guest room. That’s when Jordan brought up that they should work on setting up the nursery so they wouldn’t have to worry about doing it during her pregnancy. Before Melinda could say anything someone rang the doorbell and she went over to answer it.
She opened the door and she was taken back with who she saw. “Oh hell no,” Melinda said.
“Baby who is it?” Jordan said and he went over, seeing who it was. “What do you want?”
“Mr Ryder has sent me over with some important documentation.” He said. “If I can have a moment of your time.”
She sighed. “Sure, why not? It’s not like last time things went sideways.” Melinda said in a sarcastic tone as she let him in. “Would you like something to drink?” Leading the way to the dining room.
“No thank you.” He said.
They sat down. “So let’s see this important documentation,” Melinda said.
He opened up his briefcase and took a packet. “This is a contract for you and Mr Weaver,” He said, handing it to her. “His offer for you to spend this upcoming weekend with him still stands.”
“Dude, come on,” Jordan said.
“Is he fucking serious with this fucking shit right now?” Melinda said. She paused and took a deep breath. “I’m sorry, you're just the messenger, I shouldn’t be biting your head off.”
“It’s quite alright Ms Mercer, it’s understandable.” He said. “Mr Ryder wants me to reinsure you that there isn’t any sexual acts involved. He just wants to get to know you more. Inside the packet are a few things he listed that he said you two can do together.
“Let me see this,” Jordan said, taking the packet from her and he started skimming through it. “Blowing, watching movies, go-kart racings, mini golf, swimming.” He looked up. “My girl isn’t going to go swimming so he can check her out in her bikini."
“It’s just a list of things they can do together, Ms Mercer doesn’t have to do anything she doesn’t wish to do,” He said. “With that said, Mr Ryder did say that if any point you wish to,” he hesitated.
“Wish to what?” Melinda said.
“To do any sexual acts, he isn’t pose to it,” He said. “You just have to be the one that gives the green light as he put it.”
“I think I just threw up in my mouth a bit,” Melinda said, rolling her eyes.
“These have NDA’s in it.” Jordan said.
“Of course he wants us to keep our mouths shut because he plans to try and crawl into bed with me,” Melinda said, as she took the packet from Jordan. “Tell Mr Ryder he can take this packet and shove it up his ass.” She handed it back to him. “And if he keeps this up, movie star or not, my four older brothers are going to kick his door down and beat his fucking ass, and fuck up his other knee.” She got up. “Excuses me, I’m going to fuck up of the punching bag in the garage.”
She took off before anyone could say anything. Melinda kept kicking and punching the bag, refusing to take any breaks. She just kept going and going, letting all her frustration, anger and sadness out of the bag. As she did, all she could was imagine Tom and Jordan both that she was hurting. She was going at it for almost an hour when she started getting hot. She took off her shirt and went back at it, but soon the heat increased in the garage.
“Why is it so fucking hot?” Melinda said. She put on her shirt and she went back into the house. “Jordan,” she looked around for him and she found him outside near the AC unit. “Why is it hot in the house?”
He sighed and he looked over at her. “The AC crapped out,” Jordan said.
“You got to be kidding,” Melinda said.
He shook his head. “Look,” Jordan said. She walked over and he pointed at the inside of it. “See all the ice build up around it?”
“Can’t we just melt the ice?” Melinda said.
“We can but it’s just going to keep freezing over, baby,” Jordan said. “It’s going to be like that until we fix whatever is wrong with it.”
She sighed. “Fuck and it’s suppose to be in the 100s this week,” Melinda said. “I’m going to call Jeremiah and see if he can help out.” She headed back into the house when he grabbed her hand. “What?”
“Baby you don’t have to call your brother,” Jordan said. “I can fix this.”
“Jordan,” Melinda said. “My brother can help us get this fix.”
“We don’t need your fucking brother,” Jordan said in a harsh tone. Melinda glared at him and he sighed. “I’m sorry baby,” he let go of her hand. “It’s just I don’t need you brother to turn around and tell your other brothers that I couldn’t fix this. Because we both know, Bobby will come down here and start giving me shit. He’s going to tell me that I don’t know how to fix things around the house for you and take care of you.”
“Then I’ll tell him something if he does,” Melinda said.
“And how is that going to look when I have my girl sticking up for me?” Jordan said. She sighed as she rolled her eyes. “Let me fix it okay?”
“Fine. Whatever,” Melinda said. She went back inside and over to the kitchen. “I swear he’s too prideful sometimes.” She stopped when she saw the packet on the kitchen table. “He seriously didn’t throw this shit out?”
She grabbed it and ripped it apart before throwing it into the trash, then she started working on lunch. When she was done, she told Jordan lunch was ready and she went to the dining room to eat. By the time she was done and she got things picked up, Jordan finally came in. He didn’t say a word to her or looked at her as he went to the fridge and grabbed out a beer. He chugged about half of it before he turned back around to tell her something. That’s when he noticed the packet wasn’t on the counter. He walked over to the trash can, seeing the packet torn up.
“You throw away the contract?” Jordan said.
“Yeah since you didn’t do it,” Melinda said and she turned to him. “Did you get the AC working?” He sighed and he shook his head. “I’m calling my brother.” Before he could protest she walked off to get her phone. She called her brother and almost an hour later he came over, and started looking over. “Can you fix it?”
“You should have called me the moment it broke down, it would have been an easy fix,” Jeremiah said, as he looked at the AC unit. “Whatever that little boyfriend of yours did, just made it worse,” he looked over at her. “I had the part to swap out and fix it, but he damaged the other parts that I don’t have.”
“Can’t you get them?” Melinda said.
“Not for this model,” Jeremiah said. “This is an older model that they don’t make or even make spare parts for. I hate to say it, but you’ll have to get it all replaced.”
“Great,” Melinda said and she rolled her eyes. “How much is that going to cost?” He just stared at her. “Jeremiah, how much?”
“Well since the AC and heater are combined you have to replace both. That will put you around, ” Jeremiah said, he started thinking about it. “8,000 dollars give or take.”
“8,000!” Melinda said. “Fuck,” she sighed as she put her hands on her hips. “We’re going to have to dip into the savings then.”
“Sorry sis,” Jeremiah said. “Like I said if you guys called me as soon as it broke down I could have fixed it.”
“I wanted to but Jordan didn’t want Bobby giving him shit,” Melinda said.
“Remember what Mama Evelyn always said,” Jeremiah said, picking up his tool bag. “Pride comes before the fall.”
“Yeah,” Melinda said. “Thanks for coming over and trying to fix it.”
“No problem,” Jeremiah said. “I’ll have my guys drop off a couple of window air conditioners for you tomorrow morning. I’ll see you later, love you.”
“Love you too,” Melinda said. Jeremiah headed out around the back as she went back inside, to find Jordan in the kitchen with his arms crossed and looking annoyed. “It’s going to be,”
“8,000, yeah I know I heard.” Jordan said and he looked over at her. “Like how I heard him call me your little boyfriend. But what I didn’t hear,” he uncrossed his hands and went over to her. “Was you correcting him and saying I’m the man you were going to marry,” he stuffed his hands in his pockets. “Why is that? Are you planning not to marry me now or something?”
“Are you serious right now Jordan?” Melinda said. “I never said that.”
“But you're acting like it by not correcting your fucking brother. And why do you keep calling me Jordan?” Jordan said. “Yeah I know you call me it every now again, but since all that shit happened last night you just been calling me Jordan. And all this morning you’ve been refusing to have sex with me. Then when I told you I love you, you had to stop and fucking think about it. And the way you said it, it was like you had no fucking love behind it whatsoever. What the hell is going on with you?” He took his hands out of his pockets and gestured to himself. “Don’t you want to be with me? Don’t you love me?”
“Jordan,” Melinda said.
“There you go again, Jordan. Jordan. Jordan.” Jordan said, and he grunted in frustration as he rolled his eyes. “How would you feel if I call you Melinda all fucking day and keep rejecting your fucking ass when you want to fuck.” She started walking away. “Hey! Don’t fucking walk away from me when I’m fucking talking to you!”
She turned around and rushed over to him, then she shoved him, causing him to stumble back. “Don’t you ever fucking dare raise your voice at me or talk to me like that!” Melinda said. He looked at her in shock as she got into his face. “And newsflash, just because we are together, doesn’t mean I have to constantly jump on your fucking dick whenver you whip it out. I have every right to say no to you and you have to respect that.”
“I do baby,” Jordan said. “I just,”
“And the reason I keep saying no is because of what happened last night.” Melinda said.
“But we made love last night,” Jordan said.
“Did we?” Melinda said. He looked at her confused. “Ever since we moved in here all you want to do is record us. I hate it.”
“But I thought you were cool with it,” Jordan said.
“I was at first but that’s all you fucking want to do Jordan,” Melinda said and she stepped away from him. “It takes the fun and love out of it. It feels like you're putting on a show or something.”
“Baby,” Jordan said. “I told you why I recorded it.”
“But does it have to be all the time?” Melinda said. “I’m surprised you didn’t ask me to record it when we were having sex at Tom’s place.” He just looked at her. “Wait. Did you… did you record it?”
“Yeah,” Jordan said and she threw her hands up as she sighed in frustration. “It was just for like a minute or two baby I swear. You were really into it and I didn’t want to stop and ask you. I just pulled out my phone and just recorded my dick going in and out of you, that was it. Then when you started getting close I put my phone away.” She started walking away. “Wait baby,” he followed her to the bedroom. “I’m sorry I didn’t ask.”
“I’m done,” Melinda said.
“Are you leaving me?” Jordan said.
“No,” Melinda said, turning around and facing him. “Jordan, I’m fucking hurting okay?” Her eyes started to water. “It hurts that you look at other women and I have someone pointing it out to me! It hurts knowing you flirt with women, that you have been flirting with them this whole fucking time! It hurts that you looked me in the eye and straight up lied to me about what took you so long last night to come back with my drinks! It hurts that you didn’t tell Tom to fuck off when he first offer us that fucking deal! And it fucking hurts, that you didn’t throw away that packet!” She started crying. “I’m fucking hurting and you act like your fucking dick is the cure all and recording it would make me happy. I hate that your suggestings about bringing all these fucking toys into the bedroom to keep our romance alive, when you know that’s bullshit. You're doing it because you really don’t give a shit that you're causing me all this pain.”
“Baby I,” Jordan said and he sighs. “I’m sorry. I’m so fucking sorry.” He went over and wrapped his arms around her, letting her cry against his chest. “I’m sorry. I don’t mean to be bugging you all the time about recording. Or bring up the toys and all that shit. It’s just…” he sighed. “We… We need the money.”
“What?” Melinda said, pulling back and looking at him. “What are you talking about?”
“I lost my job baby,” Jordan said.
“You lost your job?” Melinda said, looking confused as she stepped out of his arms. “But… but you’ve been taking off in the mornings like you normally do.”
“I’ve been looking for work. And on your days off when I’m supposed to be working I,” Jordan said. He sighed. “I go to Danny’s and hang out at his place until my usual time I get off.”
She looked at him in disbelief. “When did you lose your job?” Melinda said.
“I got the call right after I showed you the paperwork for the house.” Jordan said. “I was hoping I could find work before things got bad but,” he sighed again. “I haven’t had any luck.”
“Since you showed me the paperwork?” Melinda said. “That was like a month and a half ago.”
“I know,” Jordan said. “I just didn’t want you to worry about the money.”
She shook her head. “How were you able to cover the move?” Melinda said. “The wedding venue? The bills and the repairs to my car? Getting stuff for the house? All of it?”
“I’ve been using the money in the savings,” Jordan said,
“Why didn’t you just tell me?” Melinda said. “I wouldn’t have been buying all this furniture and I would have just let Bobby pay to fix my car. I would have been helping out this whole time.”
“Because I wanted to be the one taking care of everything, not you baby.” Jordan said. “It’s my job to take care of it all, not yours. But by the first week, the money got really low and I started worrying how I was going to buy the utilities and all that. Then,” he looked down. “Then Danny suggested something a bit crazy but it worked.”
“What are you talking about?” Melinda said and he looked up at her, heisting. “What did Danny suggest?”
“I started a Private page.” Jordan said. She just looked at him, processing what he just said. “It was just me, showing off my body at first. Then I started uploading videos of me jerking off. I was making pretty good money but after a month not finding work I knew I needed to up my game if I was going to pay everything. So I,”
“Oh my god,” Melinda said, Her breathing got heavy as her heart started pounding at a rapid pace. “That’s why you were recording us.”
“I’m sorry baby but like I said, we needed the money.” Jordan said.
“How could you?” Melinda said, in a harsh tone. “You promised me you wouldn’t put the videos online.”
“I’m sorry baby, I really am.” Jordan said. “I just didn’t know what to do.”
She shook her head. “I can’t believe this is happening.” Melinda said.
“It’s not a big deal baby,” Jordan said. “People make naughty videos all the time and post them.”
“It is a big deal Jordan,” Melinda said as she started to shake with anger. “I’m trying to be a nurse.”
“But your face isn’t in any of the videos baby,” Jordan said.
“I have tattoos and piercings that will stand out,” Melinda said. “Anyone that knows me will put two and two together. And you,” she motioned to him. “You have your nipple pierced and you have a tattoo above your pelvis. Anyone that has seen you shirtless will know it’s you.” He just stared at her. “Oh god.” It hit her. “Your face was in the videos weren’t they?” Jordan kept staring at her. “That chick from last night, what were you two talking about?” He looked away. “Look at me!” He turned to her. “Tell me, what did you guys really talk about?”
“She saw my Private page and told me she really loves the size of my dick and how I use it,” Jordan said. “She… she showed me her page and I was checking out a few of her videos.” Once again her heart and breathing picked up. “She told me that she would love to go upstairs with me and make a video with me. I told her the girl in the video was the only girl I was doing videos with. And it was just a temporary thing I was doing to make some money. Then she started talking using all these,”
“Toys,” Melinda said.
“Yeah,” Jordan said, nodding his head. “She says she makes really good money doing that. But she said to make the big bucks is to bring someone else into the bedroom. Then she said that she loves fucking girls and eating them out. She said the three of us can do a video together. I can sit there and jerk off while she takes care of you. Or while you give me a blow job she can eat you out or fuck you. I told her no because you were mine and I showed her my wedding ring. She told me that it's cool and to hit her up on her page if I change my mind. When I walked off and that’s when I saw you but I kept on going because,”
“You needed to come up with a story,” Melinda said and he nodded his head. “The video you took, the one in Tom’s bathroom was… was my face in that one?”
“She saw us coming in together and she said you were really beautiful,” Jordan said. “And a face relief would get me a lot of money.” She gasped as he covered her mouth. “I didn’t post it, baby. I.. I was going to but I didn’t.”
She put her hand back down. “You need to delete that video right now Jordan,” Melinda said. “You need to delete all those videos and take down your page.”
“We need the money baby,” Jordan said.
“Fuck the money!” Melinda yelled. “You betrayed my trust Jordan!”
“I was just trying to fucking take care of you, okay?!” Jordan yelled. “Everything I fucking did was to take care of you!” She shook her head as she stepped further away from him. “You want me to take down all the videos and delete everything?”
“Yes!” Melinda said.
“Then spend the weekend with Tom,” Jordan said. She looked at him in disbelief and disgust. “You spend the weekend with Tom will solve all our problems. We can use that 4 million and pay off the house, and get the AC replaced. Hell,” he smiled. “We can turn around and sell the house, and get a better one, a newer one. All you have to do is just hang out with him.”
“What?” Melinda said in a small voice.
“Baby think about it,” Jordan said. “Everything will be taken care of, the house, the wedding and we’ll still have plenty left. Oh,” his face lit up. “Instead of buying a new house we can get that empty building I showed you awhile back. The one I said if I owned I would open up a gym with self defense classes and offer life couch advice. If we do that, not only will we be set for life or kids will be too.”
“Our kids?” Melinda said.
“Yeah baby,” Jordan said, smiling as he nodded his head. “Our kids. You know, the ones we always talk about having. They’ll be taken care of, we all will. All you have to do is spend the holiday weekend with Tom.” She shook her head. “Come on baby, it’s just hanging out, that’s all. Tom and the guy both said there’s no fucking involved. You just have to sit there and bullshit with him and that’s it. Then the money is all ours.”
“No,” Melinda said, shaking her head. “No I won’t.”
“Baby come on,” Jordan said. “We have until Thursday midnight to contact him and sign the paperwork. Once we do,” he smiled. “That money is as good as ours.”
“I said no,” Melinda said through her teeth. “I would rather pack up and go back to living with my brothers.”
His face got serious as his breathing got heavy. “Fine,” Jordan said. “But if you don’t do this, not only will I not delete all those videos, I’ll post one I took last night.” Her eyes widened. “That’s right baby, everyone will know what you fucking look like. So if you don’t want me to upload that video, you’ll do this for us.”
“Bastard,” Melinda said.
“No, that’s you baby.” Jordan said and he smirked. “After all, your mommy didn’t have a daddy for you and that’s why CPS took you away from her because she couldn’t take care of you on her own. Then they dropped your fucking ass off at that poor shitty fucking foster home.” She clenched her fists and jaw. “So, if you don’t want to end up going back there and have that beautiful face of yours all over my page, you’ll spend the weekend with Tom. And just like them, I’ll give you until Thursday midnight to make up your mind.”
Her eyes shifted to her phone on the nightstand and back to him. “Not if I call my brothers to come and beat your fucking ass.” Melinda said.
She jumped on the bed and so did he, and they both dove for her phone. Melinda almost had it, but Jordan was taller than her and had longer arms. He grabbed it right off the charge before they both crashed onto the floor and against the wall. Melinda gasped as a sharp pain shot up her left arm and to her shoulder as Jordan got to his feet. He ran straight into the bathroom and he locked at the door. She could hear him fighting with the case to get it off and yelled in excitement when he got it off. She sat up slowly as she grabbed her arm. She tried to get to her feet, but she was in too much pain. So Melinda sat there, leaned up against the wall as she held her arm while she listened to Jordan throwing her phone on the title floor and stumping on it. Once he was finally done, the door swung open and he came out with a pep in his step with a shit eating grin on his face.
“Can’t call your brothers now with a,” Jordan said and he stopped seeing she was in pain. “Baby?” He dropped the broken phone from his hand and onto the floor. “What the fuck did I do?” He ran, jumped on the bed and jumped down next to her. He crouched down as went to look at her arm and she pulled away from him, hissing in pain as she did. “Baby please, let me look at it.” He reached out again but this time she didn’t move. He pulled down her shirt a bit, he could see the bone popping up and arm out of place. “Oh fuck,” a wave a guilt started washing over him as he started shaking a bit. “It’s dislocated. I’m… I’m sorry baby,” he looked into her eyes as he started to water. “I didn’t mean,” she looked down and he sighed. “Come on, let’s get you to the hospital.” He wrapped his arms around and picked her up as she kept hissing in pain. “I know baby, I know. It will be alright, I promise. I promise.”
The Deal Part 5 coming soon
