And Then I Die (Urban Novel)

Chapter Five. Clouded

Isiah Spencer

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I silently watched Shae pace back and forth in the middle of a hospital waiting room. The pale white walls and cold seats made me want to get up and leave, but we couldn't, not until they released Tripp.

"Can you stop fucking pacing?!" Carlos snapped from the seat next to me.

His shoulder was bandaged up and his nostrils flared in anger.

He'd been trying to convince me to cut our losses with Shae and just off her before she could flip like her sister and my brothers did.

My hand still throbbed from the pain and doctors were sure I would possibly have nerve damage in my hand.

"Can't believe Justus fucking shot me" I said ignoring the death stares Carlos and Shae were giving each other.

This type of betrayal felt surreal. We'd built up all of this shit together, and they'd taken the connect that Jen had and tried to take Hannibal as well.

"Seleah just wasn't thinking right. She didn't side with them. She'll come back" Shea said as she walked over and took a seat next to me.

She placed her hand on top of mine and I struggled to force a smile. She'd have to go back to her father and get another connect for her tk be of any use.

"They took the connects but they have no trap, no drug dealers and no stability. They can't come back to LA without running across us and I'm a do them the worst way" I said as I stood up.

Carlos nodded his head in approval. He wanted Gianni's head, no amount of taking to him would change that and I can't say I blamed him.

We were still stranded in Texas and had been for a few days now. For all I knew my brothers had already headed back there and robbed me.

"Blood isn't thicker than water. Those niggas are dead to me, I'm putting a bounty out" I said lowly dropping my voice.

Shea seemed taken aback like she wasn't use to this street shit. Carlos looked at her again clearly annoyed and I sighed knowing I would have to hear his mouth later.

"You sure about that? I don't need you saying one thing and doing another" Carlos mumbled as if he didn't trust my judgment.

We all looked up once a nurse came wheeling Tripp out of his room.

He looked annoyed he had to be pushed out and couldn't just walk.

He was a big dude saying over 300 pounds but he was tall so the weight didn't look bad on him.

"Don't say shit nigga" he threatened as he was wheeled past Carlos who was trying to suppress a laugh.

We all stood up and followed after him, excited to get back to the normal and happy I didn't lose anybody else. Oh I was gonna make sure Gianni paid for this shit, I had to get him back for this shit.

Once we were outside the hospital Tripp stood up and didn't even acknowledge the nurse that was telling him to take care of himself.