Chapter 14: Hard To Do

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Shania In mm

I know I went crazy

But you were wrong

I apologize, I'll let it go tonight

Forgive me and I'll forgive you

K.Michelle- Hard to Do

Rachel C.

I slid down the shower wall bringing my knees to my chest. The water continued to fall off the marble shower onto my hair.

My tears faded into the water slowly. I moved my hair out of my face and turned towards the glass of water spiling off the counter, next to my empty advil bottle.

My stomach became extremely nauseous and my head began to spin.

I gripped the rail as I felt my self loosing conciousness.

"Rachel? Baby?" I heard Sam's voice behind the door

I closed my eyes as tears poured out.

I heard the door unlock.

"What the fuck?" He questioned

His steps grew closer.

"Oh shit Rachel!" He panicked

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Samuel D.

I grabbed her limp body and cut the shower off.

"Why are you doing here- oh my god Rachel!" Ms. Gloria cried

"Call someone!" I snapped

She ran out.

"Rachel?" I called looking for a pulse.

I felt her heart beat but it was faint. I shook her trying my best to wake her.

A few minutes later the paramedics began to rush in. I watched as they carried her out on a gurney.

That shit looked so unreal, I couldn't even process it. I sat there stunned.

I glanced over at the advil bottle. How did shit gets this far and I not know.

Rachel tells me everything.

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Antwan F.

I glanced up at a Hispanic guy in his thirties. He smirked and sat down across from me.

"You must be Twan?" He asked

I stared at him blankly before answering.

"Where is Santo?"

"He couldn't make it so he sent me. My name is Mario, I'm his right hand."

"I didn't fly over here to deal with his right hand. He specifically asked we speak face to face, so I ain't speaking to no one but him."

This shit seemed real off to me.

He chuckled and seemed to be reaching for something. I quickly grabbed my 9mm and pointed it straight at him.

He cursed under his breath before holding his hands up. His gun fell off his lap.

I laughed, who sent this rookie. I noticed the door open and Santo walk in confused.

"You know him?" I questioned

"No." He answered simply.

The guy instantly looked scared.

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