In Love With A Street Nigga

Chapter 29

Razell

     Michelle shrieked and screamed out in pain as I continued to send blows to her body and face. I wanted her to suffer I wanted her to feel the pain that Christina was feeling. I had no remorse in what I was doing. Michelle was nothing to me. She was just like the rest of these other hoes out here in these streets. The only things that she could offer me was good head and pussy.

   "Razell please I'm sorry" she cried out. "Bitch you wasn't sorry when you was trying to kill her" I yelled delivering another kick to her ribs. Even though I was beyond pissed and just wanted to hurt this bitch as much as possible, I couldn't bring myself to kill her. I was tired of whooping her ass now. "Man yawl clean this shit up and get her ass out of here" I said as I wiped my bloody hands on a towel and kicked off my bloody shoes.

   I walked into my office to put on a pair of fresh clothes and shoes. Before I went to see Christina I had to relax my nerves; I didn't want her to see that I was upset she was already going through it. I rolled three blunts tonight was  one of them nights where I needed some of that super charge in my system. I sat in my office chair and let the drugs take over my body. After my second blunt I felt like my body was just levitating in the air. I finished off my last and got myself together enough to make it to my car and hopefully to the hospital.

I walked into the ER and for once it wasn't so loud and packed I thought to myself as I made my way to the nurses station. "Hi can I help you?" the girl behind the counter asked. She was a fine ass lil red bone chick. She had long black hair smooth pretty skin grey eyes and the sexiest lips. I couldn't help but to stare at her ass for a minute. I guess she read my mind because she giggled before licking her lips and repeating her question except this time a little more seductively. 

"Can I help you?"

"Oh umm yea I'm here to see Christina Carter. I dropped her off here about an hour and a half ago.

"Yes sir...Give me just a second to find her" she said turning her attention toward the computer.  "Alrighty, She is on the sixth floor room 1822." She said softly to me.

"Thanks Ma" I said and made my way to the elevator.

"No Problem"

   When I finally got to her room I could hear Martin playing on the TV through the door. I lightly knocked. No answer. I knocked again and still no answer. "Fuck it" I said to myself before opening the door and walking in.  No wonder she couldn't hear me her ass up in here knocked out I laughed. That's good though because I was tired too damn high and didn't feel like talking so I just pulled up a chair next to her bed and watched Martin until I nodded off to sleep my damn self.