Worth It?

seven|DECISIONS

Roc POV

Roc looked at his phone, it read 4:12am. They knew Biz wasn't home so they tried to think of places he'd go. When they joined the game they came up with meet spots that they agreed to go to if they were ever in trouble. The boys had already went to 3 of them and he was still nowhere to be found.

"Maaan this shit seem pointless, his ass probably somewhere bleeding out right fucking now or in the back of a police car."

"Stfu, no he's not stop saying bullshit " Roc yelled agitated. He refused to believe something bad happened to Biz. Biz was the one who had been through it all and still came out on top, there's no way he was down bad .

"Nigga I'm just say-"

"wait, back up" Roc said cutting him off. "That's Biz truck"  he said pointing to the black truck in an alley with the door open

Approaching the truck, both guys exited the vehicle. Slowing walking they could see the bullet holes and shattered windshield. They looked at each other and both pulled out their guns preparing for an ambush.

"ITS HIM!" Marco said seeing Biz watch on his arm that was hanging out of the SUV. Roc ran to the drivers side, he couldn't even speak. There was blood everywhere and at least 2 shots in Biz's chest. They couldn't even tell whether or not he was alive or dead.

"Come on help me put him in the back" Roc said moving the body

"What the fuck we finna do?!" Biz said panicking and helping

"Now take everything out his pockets, and his jewelry too"

"Ain't no way you asking me to rob our boy" he said shaking his head

"Just do it" Roc yelled

After taking all the money, weed and Biz's keys, wallet and watch he just sat there holding his friends hand.

"Listen we finna drop him off at the hospital aight, he was only shot twice. He lost enough blood to lose consciousness but that don't mean he dead, nigga hop in."

"Man we finna go to jail." Marco whined throwing his hands up and sliding down into the passenger seat. "See my granny told me god don't like ugly"

"Please" ... " shut     the       fuck        up" Roc was trynna think and he needed silence all Marco complaining wasn't going to do nothing but piss him off

"Can I at least smoke one last time... for our boy" Marco asked

"Dawg"

"You right, I'm sorry" he said quickly causing roc to laugh. Next thing you know they were both dying of laughter. This is exactly why he called them his brothers, even in the worst of times they always found a way to make each other feel better.

"Quick hop in the back with him we almost at the hospital" doing as he was told Marco jumped
In the back seat and just stared at his longtime friend laying slump against the door.

"Now listen cause you gotta be quick, imma peel in I want you to put your hood on and push Biz out the car and imma take off."

Marcos eyes bulged "this ain't no movie bro, we can't do no shit like that!"