Winter Nights

Chapter 8 Bando

~•Lala is in the media•~

Lala:
I walk off wit T I'm really feeling him cause I never go out my way to see somebody. I wasn't planing on going to the party but I knew he was going to be there So I thought why not go. We walk up to a candy red porsh and he tells me to get in. I hit him with the why we leaving face "where we going?" He just opens my door and tells me "Let me show you a good time." He drops the top and we ride through downtown and then hit the freeway my hair blowing in the wind and all I could do was turn and smile at him. With him I didn't have a care in the world and I felt so safe with him. He turns down the radio and answers the phone.

"What the fuck yall mean the trap got robbed I'm on my fucking way"

We go from doing 100 to 130 I really didn't wanna go to the trap and all that shit going on. We pull up he reaches under his seat and pulls out two guns he takes one and hands me the other one. He looks at me and ask "Do you know how to handle one of these" I take the safety off and cock the gun and aim like I'm going to shot somebody. "Yes of course I know how to handle myself" he gives me a kiss and tells me if anybody other then him comes out shot them. I say "Ok" then put the top back up on the car and roll the tented windows up so nobody can see that it's somebody in the car. After sitting in the car for two minutes I hear a lot of shooting going on. Somebody comes running out the house I roll the window down ready to kill who ever the fuck it is. "Lala hop over lets go" thank God it was T I hop in the driver side and before I could pull off somebody comes out the house shooting at the car. "Get down he yells" I put my head down and he opens the door and starts shooting. Once the man hit the ground T walks up to him stands over him and shoots him three more times and spits on him. I look at him and he's holding his side and blood is everywhere. I tell him " Take the shirt off and push down on the wound" we get to the hospital and I tell him "don't worry about the cops I will call my dad and tell him send his payroll boys around." After I call him I call Nia.

"Nia T just got shot"

"What the fuck where are you at?

"I'm at receiving hospital girl this shit is crazy hurry up and get down here"

After I got of the phone wit Nia the doctor was walking towards me. He asked "Are you here with Troy Anderson?" I shook my head yes. "Well the sugary went good we where able to stop the bleeding and get the bullet out he's lucky it didn't travel any further cause he would be dead." hearing the words dead rocked my world. "Can I go see him" the doctor shook his yes and lead me down the hallway to his room he open the door "He's sleeping right now but he should be up soon." I turned to him and thanked him. I walked over to Troy and held his hand. And just as I touched him he woke up.

"Hey pretty girl" he said in a sleepy voice

"Hey handsome don't u look 100 times better" I take a seat next to the bed he looks around the room and shakes his head.

"I never thought I would be in this damn place but I guess that's the life I live. I need to call Tony." I told him "Don't worry about that I called Nia I know for a fact she called Tony they should be here any minute" just then the police knocked on the door. I walked out the room to talk to them. The first cop pulled out a pad and pen as if he was about to get a long ass story. "So what happened?" I took the pen and pad and wrote wrong time wrong place. "That's the whole story" he took the pad back and extended his hand for a handshake "ok miss frances you and your friend have a good night." "Thank you" then I walked back in the room Troy was sound asleep. All I could think was what the fuck happened. Who set him up and did he know the shot that killed the man came from me and who the fuck was that standing in the door. I stood up and walked down stairs to get some food to clear my mind. I have to go see my dad because I know that man in the door was going to find out who I was sooner or later. I went back up stairs to see Troy was still sleeping. Sitting there in deep thought I drifted off to sleep to.