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didn’t need her emotions right then. Buck had asked him not to tell her, but Jacko didn’t know how long that would last.
    Demoto nodded his head but didn’t move from his spot on the couch. He looked at the wall just behind Jacko’s head as he sat down. He felt so weak that he couldn’t even process a sentence and Jacko didn’t try to make him. Instead, he sat across from him, being the friend that he needed at the moment. The living room was silent, minus a groan or a sigh from Demoto every so often. It was as if he would be okay then he’d think about something and slump right back into his feelings.
    “I have to do something, Jacko,”
    “Yeah, my nigga, you do.”
    “This shit was not supposed to turn out like this. I knew my mama was vindictive, but I thought she would come for me. Not them.”
    Jacko rubbed his chin. “They are you, bruh. She knows that shit too. Hell, anybody who knows you, or sees y’all for that matter, would know that they’re you. You live and breathe for Pretty-Lee and nephew. She’s trying to hurt you. Get you to your lowest before coming against her. She’s a queen. She knows how to play the game.”
    Demoto listened to Jacko because what he was saying made sense. It was the most logical thing he’d heard all day. He wasn’t able to think for himself, and his best friend had come through with the save. That’s exactly what he needed. He ran his hand down his face again and sat up on the sofa. His arms rested on his legs.
    “I don’t even know where to start.”
    Jacko looked at Demoto. “Yes, you do.”
    “I don’t, man. I just get weak every time I think about the shit. Like people may think they know how deep my feelings for Taryn go, but they don’t. This shit is deeper than the surface. Like, I love with my heart and soul, but it doesn’t stop there. I can feel her in my bones. It’s something that I can’t explain.” Demoto sighed. “But it’s there, and just thinking about never seeing her again, or what she may be going through, has me at my weakest. This is some sucker shit, and I can’t shake it.”
    Jacko scooted to the edge of the seat and touched Demoto’s hands. “Bruh, you got this. We got this. I’m right here with you. I’m ready for whatever. But we have to start somewhere. We can’t sit in this living room sulking.”
    Demoto nodded his head and stood to his feet. Jacko stood with him. “I’mma take a shower and pack me a bag. I’m probably out and headed to Cameroon in a few hours.”
    “Say no more. Let me fill Kia in, and I’m with you.”
    Demoto stuck his hand out to dap Jacko up. They shook hands and embraced in a brotherly hug, Jacko holding onto Demoto a little longer than normal. He patted his back a few times before speaking.
    “You my brother. I got you forever. We’re going to get your family back.”
    Demoto nodded and sniffed again. When they pulled away, Jacko nodded before stepping around him. “Hit my line when you’re ready.”
    “I will. Thanks, bruh, for real. I appreciate you being here.”
    “That’s what family is for.” Jacko nodded again before leaving the apartment.
    Demoto closed the door the best he could before going to the back to shower and change. He snatched his black bag from beneath the bed and put everything he thought he would need in there. He packed for a few days because he didn’t plan on making this take any longer than that. When he finished packing, he called his assistant at Double O and had her schedule their travel arrangements to Cameroon.
    When that was taken care of, he headed for the bathroom to take a shower. He turned the water up as high as it would go. After undressing, he stepped beneath the water. The temperature took a minute to get used to, but he needed something to put his mind where it needed to be. He stood still, letting the water cascade down his body. His mind drifted to Taryn and Ayo.
    The thought alone had him shaking. Demoto shook his head because he needed to