Killafornia

XXV.

Killafornia

CJ

"Chas, let him go." I said as I grabbed Rack City's arm and pulled him over to the couch, leaning him up against it. "Rack City, wake the fuck up." I said giving him a hard shake.

"He's dead you dumbass-"

"He's not dead you dumber ass. If anything I bet he took something and passed out, he has no open wounds that I can see and his eyes aren't rolled back." I said pulling up his eyelids to take a look. "I just don't know how all this blood ties in."

"He's cold as the abominable snowman's balls."

"Was that the best thing you could use to compare how cold he was? But he's cold because the damn room is cold, Chas. I swear to you he's fine, this isn't the first time I've come to his place and found him lookin' like he's at death's doorstep." This fool. Looking around the general area of where he was laying, I found a little bottle with some pills spilled out and began to investigate it. It wasn't labeled or anything but I already know this is what he must have taken before passing out down here.

"So what do we do with him? We can't just leave him." She said sounding so concerned... for a female who swears up and down she can't stand her ex, she was more worried than I thought she'd ever be over his ass. "Well?"

"Help me get him upstairs and we'll put him in the shower to rinse off the blood. Maybe the water will wake him up too but there isn't much to do, he's knocked out." I had pushed his body off the couch and hooked my arms under his armpits. "Get his legs and we'll go upstairs." Fuckin' Rack City, we're done with this. Too much is goin' wrong, too many risks and it's time we moved on from this. For fucks sake, we're literally carrying him out of his basement to his shower because he's blacked out and there's random blood on the floor.

"When he wakes up, I'm beating his ass. Why does he do this to himself?"

"Because he likes to test out his concoctions. You holdin' up alright?" We were almost to the downstairs bathroom but she looked like she was struggling with her end. "You can drop his legs and I'll drag him the rest of the way." There was no hesitation for her to drop his legs. "Tell you what, I'll get him in the shower and you rinse him off. I'll check out downstairs."

"Fine by me." She replied eagerly.

***

Coming back up the stairs, I closed the hatch to the basement and made my way to the living room where I saw Chastity had managed to drag him there on her own and he was awake. His head on her lap and her hands on either side of his face as she looked down at him with a smile on her face.

"How were the pills?" I asked interrupting their moment as I stood at the end of the sofa. "They were enough to leave you knocked out in blood so the trip must have been worth it huh?"

"I don't even remember to be honest, CJ." He said with a small laugh. "It was crazy here yesterday though."

"Really? It was crazy on my end too yesterday. V's in the hospital because Marquis decided he wanted to try to remove the baby by drugging her and taking her to a motel room where he sliced her open but thankfully she got away. How was your day?"

"The fuck? I had gotten a text from Safiyah, your friend, and she said she needed to talk to me about somethin' she wanted. She said she'd rather ask for it in person, not through the phone. She comes over here and asks for GHB. Yeah I have it but I don't sell it to clients, I sell it to other big time dealers who are over the boarder. She asks me for just a little and so I gave her a little. She comes back later with Nicole and we all start yellin' to which Safiyah pulls out a gun and I just give her some more to get her the fuck out of here. They leave and then last night I was doin' my thing, tried the pills and then here I am. Don't know what else happened but talk about weird, huh?" He said as Chastity was caressing his cheeks.