TOMMIE (COMPLETED)

THIRTY-FOUR

Tommie laid there in surgery fighting for her life.

The doctors were successful with removing all 4 bullets but afterwards decided it would be best to put her in a medical induced coma.

"I can't believe she survived those shots." The nurse said to the doctor.

It was a miracle for Tommie to survive and they called her "The Miracle Survior."

Tanya found out Tommie got shot from the news and flew from Houston to take of car of Tommie immediately when she wakes up.

She laid in slumber but she could hear everything and everyone.

It would take almost a year and some months for Tommie to fully recover. It was going to be a long road but she knew she would do anything to be able to stay strong for Scrapp.

She took 4 bullets for him. He had to love her for that. He had to want to be with her like she wanted to be with him.

No one knew that Tommie survived but Tanya. In everybody else's eyes she was dead...

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"What the fuck? What the fuck? What the fuck?" Scrapp asked out loud.

All he kept picturing was how Tommie's eyes looked as the bullets pierced through her body.

As much as he hated her for what she did, deep down, he still loved her. He would have never wanted to see her hurt.

SAS sat in the passenger seat in silence. He blamed himself for Tommie getting shot.

If I would've said something, all of this shit could have been taken care of.

He thought he was protecting Scrapp, but with Tommie dead, he had to talk to him. Both of their lives were in danger now.

He knew Stevie was going to find out that everything didn't go according to plan, and he couldn't be caught slipping again, or this time, they would be the ones in the body bags.

"It's Stevie, Scrapp," SAS said breaking the haunting silence.

"What?"

"Stevie got at me the other day. He said he wanted your head and either I could get with it, or I was gonna get hit too. He wanted me to leave the back door in the club open tonight, so his niggas could come in, off you and leave as easy as they came in."

Scrapp couldn't believe what he was hearing. His hands tightly gripped the steering wheel turning his knuckles white.

All that shit Tommie was saying about Stevie was true? Is this nigga SAS tryna get me too?

"I swear, blood. I was never going along with that shit. Honestly, I thought I could handle it by myself. I don't like running to you for everything," SAS said looking out of the window.

"But when my life is in jeopardy, nigga, you would wanna say something."

With everything going on, the only things that came to Scrapp's mind were Tiarra and King.

Scrapp struggled to reach his phone in his pocket as his hands shook without control. After a few seconds, Scrapp was able to reach it. He called Tiarra.

"Hey, babe, that was over fast. How was it? Was SAS juiced?"

"Baby, I don't have time to explain, okay?" Scrapp said slowly, "Something happened tonight, so I need you to stay at your mom's. Don't answer the phone for anybody, but me. I'm gonna call you back and let you know what I need you to do, but until then, stay off the phone."

"Are you okay?"

"I'm fine. I'll talk to you later. Stay by the phone, baby."

Twenty minutes later, Scrapp pulled up into the garage in the back of his house. He didn't want anybody to see them go in. His mind was going a mile a minute.

He never thought the beef between him and Stevie would ever escalate to this point. A fight over pride left Tommie without her life.

From the beginning, Stevie and Scrapp were the only family each of them had. The streets bonded them together. They were brothers, but he realized that it was all in the past.

Scrapp and SAS walked through the barely lit garage to a door that led to the living room. He walked over to the light switch and turned the lights on.

As soon as they turned them on, he turned around and punched SAS in the face. He held his nose trying to stop the blood that started to seep out....

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