"You ready to go?" Blake questions as I finish tying my shoes.
"Yes Blakey." I say then I slowly stand up.
"Good?" My girlfriend asks.
"Yep." I say with a smile then I look down at my doggy. "What about you Waffles?"
"Woof." Waffles says.
"Well let's go see the Rangers play." I say then my girlfriend, Waffles, and I leave Talia's office here in MSG and head up to the owners box.
Luckily I only had a couple small cuts on my face, a bruised back from falling onto the ice, and a concussion.
Apparently the numbing that happened to my body was just my body trying to protect me from making anything worse which I didn't know a body could do.
It's been about five days since the incident and my team is now in the Eastern Conference Finals and I can't play yet.
The earliest I'll be able to play is Game 5 of the series.
Tonight's game two of the Eastern Conference Finals and It's the first time I've been out of the house since I got injured.
I wanted to come watch game 1, but my head hurt too much to be around loud noises so I stayed at home with Blake and Waffles.
"This elevator's fast." I say as we reach our floor.
"Very fast." Blake says as we step off the elevator then I follow my Blakey to the owners box door.
Once we get to the owners box, Blake leads me inside then I see all our friends and my family.
"There's my baby." My mama says as everyone walks over to me.
I kinda locked myself in my room once I got home from Boston.
"Hi." I say then I hug everyone.
"How's the head?" Talia asks.
"Good." I say. "Have they said what's happening with that Russian dude?"
"To avoid the assault charges he left the NHL and is gonna just stay in the Russian League." Talia says.
"Oh." I say then a delightful smell hits my nose. "Ooh food."
My friends and family chuckle then we all get food and a drink before we sit down.
After we're sat down I look at the Jumbotron and see they have the updated bracket on show.
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"Hey." My sister Amara says pulling my eyes away from the bracket and to my sister. "They're playing your new song."
"They are." I say then I eat my food while listening to my newest song.
What the fuck, though? Where the love go? Five, four, three, two, I let one go Bow! Get the fuck though, I don't bluff, bro Aimin' at your head like a buffalo You a roughneck, I'm a cutthroat You're a tough guy, that's enough jokes Then the sun die, the night is young though The diamonds still shine in the rough, ho What the fuck though? Where the love go? Five, four, three, two, where the ones go? It's a shit show, put you front row Talkin' shit, bro? Let your tongue show Money over bitches, and above hoes That is still my favorite love quote Put the gun inside, what the fuck for? I sleep with the gun, and she don't snore What the fuck, yo? Where the love go? Trade the ski mask for the muzzle It's a blood bath, where the suds go? It's a Swizz beat, there the drums go If she's iffy, there the drugs go If she sip lean, double-cup toast I got a duffle full of hundos There the love go, where's the uproar?
What the fuck though? Where the love go? Five, four, three, two, I let one go Bow! Get the fuck though, I don't bluff, bro Aimin' at your head like a buffalo What the fuck though? Where the love go? Five, four, three, two, I let one go Bow! Get the fuck though, I don't bluff, bro Aimin' at your head like a buffalo
Get the fuck though, I don't bluff, bro I come out the scuffle without a scuff, whoa Puff, puff, bro; I don't huff though Yellow diamonds up close, catch a sunstroke At your front door with a gun stowed "Knock, knock. Who's there?" is how it won't go This the jungle, so have the utmost For the nutzos, and we nuts, so What the fuck, bro? It's where I'm from, bro We grow up fast, we roll up slow We throw up gang signs, she throw up dope Curls hang down like you dun know Put the green in the bag like a lawnmower Hair trigger pulled back like a cornrow Extra clip in the stash like a console Listenin' to Bono, you listen to Don O What the fuck, bro? Where the love go? Swizzy, he the chef, I like my lunch gross Just look up, bro, there the Scuds go I see the shovel, but where did bruh go? Hmm, to the unknown Only way he comin' back is through his unborns If you see what's in my bag, think I'm a drug lord It's empty when I give it back, now where's the uproar?
What the fuck though? Where the love go? Five, four, three, two, I let one go Bow! Get the fuck though, I don't bluff, bro Aimin' at your head like a buffalo What the fuck though? Where the love go? Five, four, three, two, I let one go Bow! Get the fuck though, I don't bluff, bro Aimin' at your head like a buffalo
"You are neither a bitch nor a hoe." I say as I look at my girlfriend.
"I know Bella Boo." Blake says with a smile.
"Good." I say then I kiss my girl. "I love you."
"I love you too Isabella." The most beautiful woman to ever exist says making me smile. "I love you too."
