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𝐂𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐀𝐲𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐞
𝐒𝐚𝐧 𝐃𝐢𝐞𝐠𝐨,𝐂𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐚
3:07 am
I stayed up all night and checked on him to make sure he was still breathing.
I tip-toed down the stairs and hovered over the long couch he was asleep on.
Putting two fingers under his nose I felt warm air on it. assuring me he was still breathing, Thank the lord. somebody, please take my black card away because ain't no way in heaven and hell I let some random stranger in my house.
I changed his bandaid and everything he was sweating heavily in his sleep and looked heavily dehydrated. which meant he was running a horrible ass fever.
As hours passed by I went and took a shower and then got ready for school. I couldn't stop thinking about how he ended up like that but at the end of the day it's San Diego.
"Oh and now you're in my fridge" I peeped at him closing my fridge and drinking my Kool-aid bursts.
"U could have given me some water in my sleep or something" he whimpered grabbing his arm in pain as I rolled my eyes.
"I should have left you on my porch to die or something" shrugged slamming the first aid box shot and putting it pack in its place.
"You just let strangers in your house like this often? you must work for Chicago" he asked pulling out his wallet and counting a few dollars.
"Chicago the strip club.." I questioned blankly at his pale self as he handed me some money.
"you are a clown ass nigga" I chuckled "You got shot in your arm but it must be affecting your brain or something, I don't work for no dirty ass Chicago" I scoffed. He seemed to be too busy admiring his wound to even comprehend what I was saying.
"and give me this Dahm drink and get the hell up out of my house" I signed walking up the stairs
"You could have just said no.. you know what it was? Never that serious" He opened the drink sipped it and grabbed his belongings
"I could at least get a thank you for saving your miserable ass life" I shrugged
"Okay. Want a cookie?" He said making me roll my eyes. Our I'm about to beat this bitch up
He grabbed his stuff and I assume he was leaving which was great
"Whoever shoots you next better shoot your dick so you can't have no kids, nasty ass attitude" I spoke and he just laughed blinking slowly at me
"many this is why I love black women," he said under his breath before grabbing his belongings
"you got any Tylenol or some painkillers?." He spoke putting his shoes on
"Yeah, only take one they're strong as hell" I handed him
"With this and some weed. it's going to work" He walked to the door opening it
"Finally . lock the door on your way out dick head" loping out of the house
"Tuh" he scoffed
A few minutes later it was time to go to school I got my shoes on and got my bag then I locked the door
