Grind and Pray

VI

     Oh when we arrived to DJ house, i got out the car. Pablo remained in the car but then i paid for the driver to take pablo home. I walked up to the front door, i rung the doorbell then no one answered, so then i began banging on the door. Just then some chick opened the door with a sheet wrapped around her. I chuckled and pushed her out my way as i walked into the house.

Hope: Where's DJ? DJ!

     DJ walked out the kitchen with boxers on; no shirt. I chuckled.

Hope: So you was so busy sleeping with this chickenhead that you allowed Pablo to get arrested.
DJ: It ain't even like...
Hope: SHUT UP! You really ain't no fuckin' good. You doing shit like this, but yet want another chance with me. Not happening. DJ i hope you enjoy your life without me.

    I left out the house and began making my way down the pavement. Why? I ain't about to stress over this shit. I began walking down the street holding back tears. I can't believe he did this shit once again. As i was walking my phone kept going off. Indicating notifacations from Instagram, Twitter, Snap, & etc. I opened Insta., and just realized how it was dude from the club. Uhm Chuckii. How he get my instagram? Is he stalking me? I continued walking, just then Kurt pulled up right on the side of me. I tried to ignore him/the sight of the car in general, but then he rolled down the windows.

Kurt: Hope, get your ass in the car!
Hope: Kurt just leave me alone.
Kurt: I'm not gonna tell you again.

     I looked around and was debating on whether to get in or to run. I got in the car but kept my right hand on the latch to open the door.

Kurt: Where was you?
Hope: Work.
Kurt: Hope i ain't stupid ma'.
Hope: Why does it matter? We're not together.
Kurt: *chuckles* You think we done huh?
Hope: i don't think. I know.
Kurt: *grabs Hope by her hair* Try to hit me and i will fuck you up. You are mines until i say so. *lets Hope hair go*
Hope: Okay okay. *tear falls from eye*
Kurt: Now get the fuck out my car and go home.

     I nodded and began walking home. Soon as i got home, i ignored the fact that Pablo and Snoop was in the living room playing the game. I went straight to the bathroom and showered. By the time i got out, i heard straight gun shots. I hurried to through some clothes on and hurried to my room closet. About a minute later, i heard my brothers voice.

Pablo: Hope. Hope, where you at?

    I slowly opened the closet, when i realized it was just him i hugged him. I then pulled away.

Hope: Where's Snoop?
Pablo: He in the kitchen.
Hope: Are you guys okay?
Pablo: Yeah.

     Just then Snoop walked into my room with a towel on his shoulder.

Snoop: Hey, uhm Hope i need a ride to the...
Hope: Lets go.

     I shook my hair and threw on my slides. We hurried out to my car and Snoop kept pressure on his shoulder. Both Snoop and Pablo were in the backseat. My phone flashed and i picked it up to check. The light was still green so i continued driving, just as i was crossing we got hit from the side by some black truck. The airbag popped out. I touched my head and looked up in the mirror.

Hope: Pablo. Snoop. You guys okay?

     I didn't get a reply. I'm in complete pain right now. Just as i was unhooking my seat belt. The back doors opened and three guys  pulled Snoop and Pablo out. They began beating on Snoop and Pablo, i couldn't do anything but yell stop. I cried and tried reaching for my phone. Please, lord give me strength to grab this phone and call for help. Just then a car pulled up. After that i clocked out.

"Chuckii P.O.V": Me and my boys was on our way from the club when we saw three niggas beating two nigga unconscious and a female in the drivers seat bleeding from the head. We got out and began helping the two niggas getting beat. My boys checked on them, while i checked on the girl. Once i opened the door, i realized that it was the girl from the club. I pulled her out the car and laid her on the ground. The ambulance got to the accident and i told them that she was my girl. Even though i'm not somebody gotta be there for lil mama when she gains conscious again. The two boys that was i'm guessing in the car with her where immediately rushed to the hospital right with her. Me and my boys followed the ambulance to the hospital. When we got there, they took all three of them straight to the ER. Me and my boys went to the waiting room.

Jei: Chuck bruh you'on even kno that bitch outside the club, why you care bout' her?
Chuckii: Cause you ain't the one feeling her aight. A nigga getting this weird feeling everytime she speak or come around.
Jei: Nigga in love *laughs*
Bryan: Ain't shit wrong bout' bein' in love Jei.
Jei: nigga you pussy whipped so shut the fuck up *chuckles*
Bryan: rather be hittin the same pussy errnight then to be catching shit. You got rid of them crabs yet? *chuckles*

      I moved a seat away from Jei cause thats nasty ass fuck bih. I waited until the doctor came out. My boys left but i remained in the waiting room. About four hours later in total, a doctor walked into the waiting room.

Doctor: Hope Anderson family?

     I stood.

Doctor: Family?
Chuckii: Boyfriend. Is she okay?
Doctor: Yes, she's conscious. She doesn't remember how she got here though. But for the two young men that was rushed in with her, who are they?
Chuckii: Uhm *thinking back to instagram* one is her brother, the other is her brother friend.
Doctor: Okay, well the one that was shot is still in surgery, the other is in a coma. Please let her know, what's going on. Her room is on the ninth floor, room 962.

     I headed to the elevators and thought about how i'm going to break this news down to her. I would understand if i was her nigga and telling her this information, but i'm just a nigga she just met at the club.