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No. 9 ♡

De'Anthony Multimedia

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I shook her body gently as she laid unconscious in the bed. When I woke up I found her out cold on the floor.

I've been giving her as many liquids as I can. It's been about a day since I found her. "Wake up Hampton," I said. She moaned in pain before opening her eyes.

Her eyes got wide and she looked at the room examining it before her hand reached under the bed grabbing a gun aiming it at me.

"Damn girl. I saved your ass and you trying to shoot me," I said. She still held the gun. "Get the fuck up," She said. I did as told and stood up.

She got out the bed in the big t-shirt I found in her drawer. It rolled up exposing her ass. She quickly pulled it down feeling the breeze.

"How I get back here?" She asked. I didn't know myself. I shrugged my shoulders. "I found you unconscious laying next to me," I said.

"The shootout at your house. Your uncle. Aunt Maria," she said covering her mouth. She quickly ran over to the dresser finding some clothes.

She changed right in front of me. I'm surprised she ain't noticed she got shot yet. How did we both get shot?

"What about aunt Maria?" I asked. "She's dead," I heard her tell me. I furrowed my eyebrows.

"What you mean she dead. What happened Hampton?" I asked. She shook her head not wanting to tell me. I don't play about my aunt Maria and she hiding stuff from me.

I grabbed a fistful of her hair pushing her against the wall. "What happened Hampton?" I asked.

"Let me go Pierre," she said pushing me off of her. "Don't touch me like that!" She yelled. I was growing impatient because she wasn't telling me what happened.

She walked down the stairs grabbing her car keys. "What the fuck happened Hampton!?" I yelled. She turned around to me.

"Since you wanna know so bad Pierre everybody at your house was murdered! Your uncle was over it. We both got shot. Aunt Maria is gone Malika Malak Melanie whatever that girl name is, she's dead," she said.

"Hampton stop fucking with me. My uncle ain't that stupid to do shit like that," I said.

"What I gotta lie for?" She said. I clenched my jaw. I walked over to Hampton grabbing a hold of her throat making sure she looked me in my eyes.

"I play about alot of things but when it comes to my family I don't play that shit," I said. She punched me in my jaw causing me to stumble back a little.

"Pierre, I said don't fucking touch me like that," she said with tears coming down her face.

"I told you everybody that was in the house is dead. We both got shot. I saved yo' ass! You up here wrapping your hands around my fucking throat and grabbing my hair. Fuck you thought this was? Go to your shit and watch guarantee your house still got all them bodies cause the feds not on the case yet. Go see Pierre!" She yelled.

"I don't got no ride," I said. "That's what the fuck I thought. Get your shit together!" She yelled.

We parked at my house and seen alot of cars parked on the lot. "You sure you wanna see this?" She asked. I nodded my head. We both walked in the house and my jaw dropped. Blood was splattered everywhere. Bodies remained on the floor. I looked over to see my Aunt Maria's body.

I dropped to my knees as I held her cold body. She was the only woman figure next to my mother. I tried to hold back the tears that threaten to fall but they did. I quickly wiped them away. I felt Hampton touch my shoulder.