Daughters of the Don (Completed)

Thirty Eight : adele Motivation of life

               I was panicking as the jet took off and we left the battlegrounds behind.

  Cheeno was laid across the seat as zales men applied pressure to his gun wound.

Kloe had shot him on the side piercing just below his rib and as of now we had no idea what state he was in.

  But what I did know was that this was bad!! 
I knelt down next to Cheeno saying a prayer.

I was shaking and my nerves were taking over!!

We were trying everything to stop his bleeding!

" we're thirty minutes away from the doctor, just hang in there nephew!!" Zale explained in a calm yet nervous tone.

Thirty minutes sounded like forever!

This all started with us boarding to go meet with a plug in Atlanta and went south unexpectedly when black mafia intervened!!

        Cheenos eyes were slowly closing and I was beyond afraid to lose him I kept telling him... "Hang on baby don't give up, please, you're strong  don't leave me..... Don't leave us." I whispered grasping my tummy as I suddenly felt cheenos grip tighten on my hand.

I knew he was telling me everything would be okay after what I had just revealed.

     A few weeks ago I'd had a home visit from the doctor after zale noticed my constant vomiting. I was graced with the great news that I was carrying cheenos unborn.

    So now I couldn't lose him definitely! This child belonged to zale also, I knew how much she wanted a baby!

      Everyone acknowledged me after uttering those words to Cheeno we needed to make it threw this.

      I kissed his face. It was covered in blood and sweat. Hhis heart was racing but so was mines. Zales men were applying as much pressure as possible in hopes of slowing down his bleeding.

  I held on to him with his blood stains all over me, praying and hoping that this wouldn't be our last moment!

   I had lost so many people that I could honestly not bare to lose another!!!

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Thirty minutes feeling like eternity, Cheeno was gasping in excruciating pain clinging on as we landed close by Atlanta then rushed to a doctors office.

The man by the name of dr. Owl greeted us set and ready to go.

He knew zale personally and had been working out of his licensed office for her since her husband was in charge of the Warriors.

Cheenos destiny was undetermined!

There was a fifty fifty chance of death or life !!