Female Gangster Love Story

7

Hazel: AHHH FUCK

He shot me in the fucking Stomach

Hazel:WHY THE FUCK DIDNT YOU KILL ME ASSHOLE

Deon: I can't

Hazel: WHY THE FUCK NOT JACKASS

He ignores me and pick me up bridal style and takes me to the car and by the way I am not naked I have on a bra and some of his boxers on

Hazel:FUCK YOU DEON

I'm bleeding out and I'm starting to get dizzy

Deon: hold on we're almost there

Hazel: FUCK YO-

I can feel death getting closer and closer to me

Deon: you gotta hold on baby, I can't lose my last......

Hazel: LAST WHAT....... FRIEND

He doesn't say any thing but I still feel woozy............................. I pass out

DEON'S POV

Ahhh shit she passed out, what the fuck was I thinking, I mean I didn't wanna kill her for real I jus wanted to scare the truth out of her. I get to the hospital and rush her inside.

Nurse: what happened sir

Deon: she got shot, don't you see that you stupid ass

Nurse: calm down sir

Deon: fuck you mean

A whole bunch of doctors rush her into this room, I try to follow but they hold me back

Deon: get the fuck off me

???: sir please calm down, she's in good hands now

I punch the wall and sit in the waiting area

*1 Hour Later*

A doctor walks up to me

Doctor: I got good news and bad news......... the good news is that the bullet went straight through The bad news is that she lost a lot of blood while coming here, we need a donor to donate some blood for her

Deon: I'll do it

Doctor: but first we need to see if you have the same blood type

Deon: let's go then

He takes me into this room and sticks a needle into my arm, taking blood out of my arm, then he leaves the room to go test the blood

*phone rings*

Deon: yea Chris

Chris:Aye man where you at, I got the new stock that came

Deon: I'm doin somthin right now

Chris: What you doin thats so fuckin important

Deon: dont worry bout it

Chris: Aye man, you know I got your back right

Deon: Yea man always, why you say that

Chris: jus sayin man, jus hit me up later for the shit imma sell half of it and leave the rest up to you

Deon: ight

*hands up phone*

I sit in the chair, nervous and shit, I aint got nobody, My momma dead, ion know who my dad is, my grandma she don't want nothin to do wit me and ian got no sisters or brothers (I think), Hazel is all I got and, I probably jus killed her. The doctor walks in