Always Expect the Unexpected

Who's Ghost?

Jason
Man I can't believe this shit. All kind of thoughts are running through my but I can't even analyze the situation because my doctor tells me that I have some detectives outside who would like to ask me a couple of questions and take my statement. I tell him that I don't remember anything so there's no need for them to even come ask me anything. That's partially the truth. I remember what happened to me, but I have no clue who did it. A nurse comes in to check my vitals and I ask her if a woman, by the name of Tasha Wright, has been here. She says, "No Mr. Rice you haven't had any visitors since you've arrived. There was a big shoot out that you were involved in and only you along with another man, a Mr. Moss, were the only survivors. Everyone else was dead at the scene Mr. Rice." I yell out, "Damn!" I'm so hurt right now because there's no doubt that Tasha got killed behind some of my bullshit. I ain't gone lie that shit is eating me up. The nurse senses my hurt and says, "I know of something that can make you feel better and take your mind off of your loss." I chuckle at her and say, "Oh yeah? And what might that be?" She walks over to the door and locks it. Then she comes back to the side of my bed and pulls my covers back and slides my hospital gown up. She wraps her warm mouth around my pipe and proceeds to give me head. No lie, the bitch can suck a mean dick, but my mind is all over the place. It may just be a good start to me grieving over the passing of Tasha.