The Prostitute

Chapter Seventeen

Let me just say that I am pro LGBTQ ect. So please do not be offended by any language being used in this chapter or any other chapter after this ! XOXO

Red

"We're going to have to keep you here for at least two more days to make sur-" The doctor starts to tell me but I cut him off.

"I can't stay here for two more days, I'm alive. I got shit to do" I tell him.

"Daniel if you want to make a full recovery it's in your best interest to stay here for at least two more days" The doctor continues.

"Red please. You need to make a full recovery" China begs.

I suck my teeth "Ok I'll stay"

The doctor gives me a small smile before walking out of the room.

"Oh I forgot to tell you, Brent said he was on the way" China tells me just as the door opens and Brent walks in.

"My nigga" Brent walks in with a big smile on his face, a pizza in his hand and a duffle bag across his shoulder.

"What's up fool" I smile as he sits the pizza box on the table next to me and daps me up. He hands me the duffle bag.

"You got me a pizza?" I ask laughing.

"Hell yeah hungry ass nigga" Brent laughs also.

I look through the duffle bag to see what's in it.

It's my phone I left in the car the night I got shot, My gun, An outfit from my house, a pair of my shoes, boxers and socks. Now I'm strapped and I got something to put on when I leave the hospital.

"Thanks" I tell Brent, pulling my phone from my duffle bag.

I unlock it seeing over a thousand missed calls from Skittles.

"No problem. It's good to see you up and smiling nigga. I've been handling things at the trap since you been out" Brent tells me.

"I'm already knowing" I nod, letting him know that he doesn't have to say anything because I already know he kept shit in order for me.

"That nigga Georgia Boy a snake" I tell Brent

"Georgia Boy a snake?" Brent furrows his eyebrows in confusion.

"Yeah. This may sound crazy but while I was in my coma, I could still hear everything. I just couldn't move or speak" I tell him.

China looks at me nervously. I'm guessing because now she knows that I heard her say she's pregnant..

"Damn man, I knew it was something off about that nigga lately but I just thought one of those punks he be fucking was threatening to expose his faggot ass or something" Brent shakes his head.

I laugh.

"I told him you were awake. He on the way now and I'm gone pop his ass when he get here" Brent pulls his gun from his waistband.

"Nigga put that shit up" I semi shout/whisper.

"For what?" He furrows his eyebrows.

"We gone use Georgia Boy and force his ass to set Kane up by making Kane think he gone set me up"

Brent damn near gasps "He working with Kane? Oh hell nah"

"Just chill until I get discharged from the hospital. We gone use him as a pawn. This chess not checkers" I tell Brent.

He nods while putting his gun back into his waistband.

A few minutes later Georgia Boy walks into the room.