Chapter 9

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(: October

I'm scared, Brookie hasn't been home yet and my aunt said she hasn't showed up for work yesterday. I saw Trey at the store and she wasn't with him.

I walking around the house scared and pissed. Ron had class today. I had no body to vent to. I ran to the bathroom throwing up all the food I ate this morning. I think Im coming down with something.

I brushed my teeth and cleaned my face. 'Wicked Games' blasted from my phone. A incoming call.

"Hello?" I answered laying down.

"Is this October Mitch?" A older man asked.

"Yeah sir"

"Do you know Brooklyn ?"

"Yes" I answered jumping up.

"Well ma'am please come down to the hospital. When have here" I hung up trying to get dress.

I jumped in my car asap! I was speeding all the way. I hoped out running in. I almost got sick from all the moving in doing. I was in a rush talking to the lady she caught a attitude.

"Bitch if your BestFriend was in the fucking hospital for why you don't know you wouldn't be taking your sweet as time!" I snapped.

"Room 136"

She mumbled something else but I don't have time for this bitch. I walked in scared as hell. Poor Brookie...... Tears fell as soon as I saw her. It look like somebody beat her. I walked to her holding her hand crying.

"Are you okay boo ?" I asked moving her hair out her face.

"I'm not sure" she broke down.

"What happen ?" I asked wiping her tears.

"He-he- he rapped me " she cried.

"I'm so sorry"I cried.

"Hello girls. Sorry to interrupt but Brooklyn we ran some test on you it seem everything is okay, he ripped you a little. But you'll be able to go home tomorrow" the man said.

I was pissed. These men out her are just nasty. Imma find that man, best believe he gonna get what he looking for. Brookie look so bad I wanted to hug her and never let go.

"Brook baby you gonna be okay her tonight? I have to work. Want me to call Trey?" I asked.

She shook her head no.

"Stay with me please?" She said looking sad.

I pulled a chair next to her laying my head by her side. I'm not the caring type but seeing Brookie like this kills me. My stomach was still doing flips and shit. I think I got the flu or some shit. Brookie fell asleep holding my hand.

Derrick been blowing my phone up. I think I should tell him stop texting me, cause I'm with Ron. But his last message sent me on a rage.

Derrick : I'm sorry that happen to you. If I knew that was your father I would've never said nothing. I'm so sorry October please forgive me

Me : YOU DID WHAT?

Derrick : I work for ya dad and I told him about you, how I saw this bad ass stripper and we was going on a date. When I explained to him what you look like he ain't say nothing. But later that night he called me over.

Me : Fuck you man . I'm cool on you was I just a quick fuck ? That's what you wanted ? I'm cool lose my number SNITCH !

Derrick : I'm sorry. Okay.

I knew it his ass was a snitch. I texted Ron and told him, but he ain't text back. I told Brookie ill be back my stomach hurts bad, I think I'm hungry. I went to Wendy's to get me and Brookie something to eat.

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