My Drug Dealer (Re-editing)

Episode 26

*Side Note: I'm just letting you guys know there are homophobic slurs and racism.*

A/N POV

"Oh, you must be Ryan's parents. Well, I'm Trey. Ryan's boyfriend," Trey says as Fred scoffs coldly. "My son isn't a faggot." Trey chuckles looking at both Jessica and Fred. "Then you don't know your son like you think you do." Jessica pulls her husband back stepping into the argument. "And you think you know our son?" Trey nods looking at Jessica. "I just told you that I'm his boyfriend."

Fred flares his nostrils glaring at Trey. "Nigger I suggest that you take your black ass back to where you fucking came from and stay there. Stay the fuck away from my son. I should spit on you for breathing in the same air as me." Trey smiles being unfazed by Fred's words. 

"Mr. Anderson, your son is perfectly fine with me. Your son loves me. And you wanna know why?" Trey asks them looking at their faces. "Because I make him feel wanted, I make him want to live, I make him want to get out of bed. Who compares their son to another son of theirs? My baby is his own person who doesn't need ya'll approval or advice on anything." Jessiace slaps Trey with tears mixed with mascara running down her face. 

"Who are you to tell us what we can and can't do with OUR son? Your just a black-ass nigger who runs with thugs and rob people." Trey looks at Jessica. "Lady you lucky I don't hit women. Or you would've been fucked up real talk." Fred protectively puts Jessica behind him stepping up towards Trey. "Did you just threaten my wife, boy?" Fred's cold voice booms through the hospital. 

The tension between Trey and Fred you could try to slice a knife through it but it wouldn't go through with how strong it is. Trey chuckles not being intimidated by Fred's glare and his cold tone. "That wasn't a threat Mr. Anderson. But if you step up to me again, I'll threaten you." Trey says glaring over at Jessica and back at Fred returning the same tone and glare.

"Honey, let's just go." Jessica pulls Fred back to her. "You better watch your nigger. We don't want anything happening to you or your mama will be worried sick after finding out what happened to her son." Trey looks at Fred and chuckles. 

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Trey begins walking up to Fred and Jessica. "You bring my mama in your mouth and I won't hesitate to do anything. I'm letting ya'll go scot-free but trust me, you better watch your back. Because I always... and I mean always, find my victims." Trey stands back mockingly smiling at them. "Ya'll have a blessed day now." Fred scoffs grabbing Jessica's hand and leaving in a sour mood. Trey chuckles turning to the lady behind the desk. "Now, before you were interrupted, what were you going to say?" The woman slowly nods looking at her computer.

"Y-You can g-go." Trey nods thanking her and walking to Ryan's hospital room. Trey sighs calming himself down before opening the door. Trey looks at Ryan's bed surprised to see Ryan awake and looking around. "Ryan?" Ryan glances at Trey confused. Trey nods opening the door again. "The doctor. Yeah, I'll go get the doctor."

Ryan POV

I slowly open my eyes closing them and trying to adjust to the bright light. I open my eyes again slowly sitting up and I regret that. I wince in pain holding onto my stomach. I look around seeing me in a hospital room. Where's Trey, Latty, and Messiah? More important, how did I get here? The last thing I remember is getting shot by Bob in the stomach. My mood saddens me a little with remembering what happened with Bob. 

I knew that he felt a way about being my brother but I didn't think that he would kill me to get rid of me. The door opens cutting me off from thinking. I clutch onto the sheets. Is that Bob to come and finish his job? "Ryan?" I hear Trey's voice and I look at him. Trey. It's him. He's here. His dreads have gotten longer and he's gotten even more handsome. Just how long have I been out? "The doctor. Yeah, I'll go get the doctor."

He says walking back out of the room and I sigh. Trey, he did save me. But wait La' Tasha and Messiah were with him. So where are they? I hope they didn't get hurt for me. I lean my head on the wall sighing. And what happened to Chris? Did Chelsea take CJ away from the drama? Will Chris come back to get me? So many questions are going through my head right now and it's making my head hurt. 

The doctor walks into the room with Trey trailing behind him. "You were right Trey. Good afternoon Mr. Anderson." Trey sits in the chair beside the bed and holds onto my hand tightening his grip on my hand. "How are you feeling Mr. Anderson?" 

"I feel nauseous, like I want to puke." The doctor looks at Trey and nods. "I'll be back with some food." The doctor leaves the room and I look at Trey. "W-Where's... W-Where's La' Tasha and Messiah?" Trey smiles. "They're at school baby." I nod relaxing. "Baby, I got something to tell you."

"What is it?" He gently grabs my face looking at me. "Babe... you're now 4 weeks pregnant." My eyes widen. "What? P-Pregnant? H-How?"

"Your intersex baby. We're going to be parents." I look at him. "We are?" He nods and I smile with tears falling down my face. He engulfs me in a hug rubbing my back. "I missed you baby." More tears continue to fall hearing his words. "I missed you too. Thank you for saving me." He shakes his head pulling away. "I'm gonna always save you. Whatever it is. I'll always protect you." 

"Babe, what happened to Chris?" He looks at me. "Dead." He simply says and I pull my hand away. "Trey... don't tell me you... killed him." He nods sitting back down. "He touched you. He beat you like you were somebody else, I had to handle that."

"Where was CJ?" He looks at his lap avoiding my gaze. "Left with his mama." I sigh feeling different emotions at the same time. He killed his best friend for me. I look away from him not wanting to look at him. "Why?"

I hear him scoff. "The fuck you mean why Ryan? I just told you why. Ryan look at me." I shake my head feeling hot tears run down my face. "Ryan look at me." I shake my head again as more tears run down my face. "Ryan look at me." I look at him. "Why?!" I yell at him and he rolls his eyes. "Why the fuck do you keep saying why Ryan?!" 

"Because he's not the only one who put their hands on me!" I regret saying that as soon as it comes out of my mouth. "What did you just say?" I close my eyes shaking my head. I didn't want him to find out. "Ryan. What did you just say?" I shakingly sigh opening my eyes with tears still running down my face. "He-he's not the only one who hit me." 

"Why putting their hands on you Ryan?" I slowly shake my head. I don't know what he's going to do to them. I don't want anyone else dying because of me again. I don't want him to get in trouble because of me. He gently grabs my chin making me look at him. "Tell me baby." Don't tell him. Don't tell him. I chant in my head but my mouth betrays me. "My p-paprents." He nods looking at me.

"I'll be back." He leaves before I can say anything else. And he's gone.