“Sage!”
The sound of someone calling my name made me freeze. I was an hour and change away from home and at a jail of all places. Who the hell would even know me here? My wheels were still turning when it hit me. I turned toward the voice to see my brother Supreme stalking across the parking lot toward me. He was furious. I was pretty sure the man right on his heels was one of his bodyguards, but it wasn’t our brother Eamon.
“You care to tell me what the fuck is going on?” he asked once he was in front of me.
“Good morning to you too.”
“Don’t fucking do that!”
“Do what, Supreme?”
“Whatever you think you’re doing to throw me off. That shit might work with Pop but not me. Why the fuck have I been getting calls and messages all morning of people saying that my manager is in jail for beating up Jaylen Jackson?”
My eyes slammed shut at his revelation. Of course, some nosy bastard would tell him what happened. Sometimes I forgot the people in my life were famous. I did well to keep myself out of the spotlight.
Jaylen wasn’t that kind of celebrity, so it helped. Supreme, on the other hand, was all over the radio and TV. Of course, someone would connect him and KD, especially after he attacked a professional athlete in a public place.
“Sage, what the fuck is going on? Why the hell is KD in jail for beating up your baby daddy? Did he put his hands on you? I will kill him.”
“No,” I said, quickly shaking my head.
“Well, what’s going on? What was he even doing there?”
“He was helping me.”
“Helping you with what? Why did you need KD’s help?”
“I didn’t need his help, but you know how he is sometimes. I didn’t know he was doing that.”
“Doing what, Sage? What did you need help with?”
“Jaylen left me for his assistant,” I revealed.
“What the hell? When did this happen?” Supreme questioned.
“I found out about a week ago. She’s pregnant and everything. We’re losing the house, and they moved in together on the other side of town. I kinda lost it and went over there and broke up a bunch of shit. They had me arrested, and I called KD to bail me out.”
“Damn, Sis. I’m sorry to hear that. Are you good? You know you can come and stay with me and Jrue.”
“I know. I didn’t want to be a burden on you, Brother.”
“Stop doing that! You are not a burden, baby girl. We love you. Not because we have to but because you’re such a good person. Sage, you’re selfless, strong, funny as hell. We don’t love you just because you’re family. We love you because you’re you.”
Why the hell was he trying to make me break down out here? This was not the time for a sentimental conversation, but damn, I really needed to hear that.
“I know,” I said, choking down the lump in my throat as my brother pulled me into a hug.
“Wait, why did you call KD to get you? Why didn’t you call me or Pops?”
“He was already in town. He came to JJ’s game. Plus, I didn’t want to hear a lecture.”
“Sometimes you need to hear a fucking lecture. You knew better than to pull that shit, Sage.”
“I know,” I whined.
“Now what the hell made KD put his hands on that boy? I know whyIwant to stomp his ass, but what happened, Sage?”
I sighed, dropping my shoulders as I prepared my answer. “Jaylen and his new girlfriend are trying to sell my studio. Jaylen had the paperwork set up to where he was the owner. KD told me that he would help me fix it.”