Daughters of the Don (Completed)

Thirteen : Kloe & Jef

              I woke up in the E.r on a breathing machine and the got damn pain medicine must've work off because this shit was killing me.

   I snatched the Iv out as a nurse rushed in and Dean shot up.

"Be cool man." He gave a big ass smirk I guess the nigga was happy I was alive and I was too until reality  hit me.

   "Jakeem Everett foster" Dean said with a grin as the older nurse lady eased a new Iv into my arm.

"Is this shit necessary?" I finally uttered lowly.

"It is... It has your fluids and pain medicine in it son; are you aware of the day?" She replied.

I nodded, sitting back in aching pain.

The doctor came in giving me the run down and shit that I really didn't give a damn about as long as I could walk and talk!

  "How many times they hit a nigga?"

"Two in your stomach, just did miss yo spine man..... Damn I'm glad I ain't lose you my nigga! All we want you to do is get better and let us handle these Cubans!"  Dean said looking me in the eye.

"Fuck all that! Them Niggas Done tried to kill me twice and they took Kloe, this shit ain't over til I merk me a nigga!!"

"You still the same hard headed nigga" Dean laughed. "Look Bros we got this shit, Kloe gone be straight we on a flight to Cuba in the morning; you just chill."

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I wasn't about to sit round in a hospital like no sucker. I snatched all the ivs out , suited up in my bloody clothes I wore the day I got shot and let paco know to come get me.

      The pain was excruciating but anything was better than sittin in a fuckin hospital bed wearing a ass out dress!!

      We jetted back to the safe house where Natalie was waiting to get me straight.

      These bullet wounds just added to my war wounds, I wAs ready to get ready for the war.

"Yoo man you sure you know what the fuck you doin?" Dean asked acknowledging my presence.

"Look man I gotta die a Gansta , I can't die no bitch, Kloe countin on me!"

  Shit Kloe was the closest thing to intimacy I ever had. Never met my family was a product of the state in and out of juveniles and jails until I linked up with the Don! My first girlfriend got killed on the strength of me beefing with some niggas and she got caught in the crossfire!

Shit changed me for life, I might fuck a few bitches but I never fuck with them on an emotional level.

  I was with Kloe day and night practically raising her. She knew shit about me no one knew and I was attracted to the woman she was becoming but I knew I could never cross that line not even over the Dons dead body!

   But I owed her this much! I can't lose another girl!!!

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Kloe's Pov

As I'm sitting in this fuckin chair tied up and helpless! I can't help but think about how bad I miss the Don!!
But right now while I'm at my lowest I had to put all my fate and trust into Claudia, Adele, and the Mafia!!

I'm hoping and praying Jef is alive! I honestly don't know what I will do if he's dead!!