Stop Hurting Me (Eazy E Fan-fic)

Wounds (Part 2)

Eric's P.O.V.

I sat in Dre's living room in the dark and laid back on his couch waiting, a hour or two later I woke to the sound of him opening his front door.

I leaned up and he closed the door before turning on the lights and seeing me, his eyes widened.

"H-how?"

"Miss me dre?", I questioned as I stood.

"How you out?", He says confused.

"I been out since this morning but that's not relevant; what I wanna know is, did you enjoy swimming in my bitch?"

I continued, "Cause what I heard is yo' punk ass had to take it."

"She wanted it"

I laughed. "You leave the company which is coo. Then you talk shit while I'm in prison, that's coo to. But then you gone rape my girl and take Faith?", I say as I walked around his house.

"What the fuck you here for Eric", He questions.

"The food police", I replied.

"Huh?"

"My bad, yo pimp Suge"

He laughed, "Damn you one funny muthafucka, but suge ain't here so."

I sighed. "Damn... I was in the mood to kill 2 mothafuckas today", I say as I scratched my head.

I continued. "I guess you'll have to do", I say as I took my 38 out from the front of my pants.

This nigga jetted towards me before tackling my shit and my gun flew across the floor.

"Shit!", I say as Dre choked me.

I kneed him in his dick and pushed him off before get up and trying to run towards my gun but be pulled me down by my foot.

"Fuck!", I yell before getting on top and continuously punching him in the face; he grabbed my fist and threw me off before leaning up and pulling me back down towards him.

"Wassup lil bitch", He says as he tried to choke me again.

"Get the fuck off me!!", I yell.

His hands where around my neck and I panicked; I quickly pulled my 9 from the back of my pants and shot him in the side of his stomach.

He screamed loudy as his grip tightened around my neck.

I was gasping for air and just started hitting him in the head with my gun before kicking him off.

He tightly held his head and when he opened his eyes the barrel of my gun was pointed directly at his face.

"E chill", He says as he held his side.

"Nah man", I say as I caught my breath and stood up.

I continued, "I was nothing but a good friend to you every since day one; I put you on with this music shit, I got you a house and cars, bailed you outta jail, and reframed from beating yo ass."

"Eric you know we boys and sometimes I be trippin"

"Nah, we ain't shit; you leave with suge, and then hurt my girl?", I say with clenched teeth as I gripped my 9 tighter.

I continued, "And worst of all you let him take my baby girl."

"Please e", He says as he looked in my eyes.

• 2 Hourz later •
Amina's P.O.V.

I sat worried and cringed at the sound of police sirens and ambulances driving pass, hoping that neither were for Eric.

I saw the headlights of a car pull up outside of Faith's house and gasped hoping that Dre and Suge didn't find us before Eric found them.

"Yella!", I shout as I backed away from the door.

Yella quickly ran out of my sister's bedroom to the front door before looking out of the peephole and quickly opening the door.

Eric slowly walked in with blood smeared on his face and splattered on his clothes.

"You got Suge?", Yella asked.

Eric held his head low before shaking his head no and handing Yella his gun that was also covered in dried blood.

"Damn", Yell says before closing the front door.

Eric slowly walked to me and wrapped his arms around me with his face in my neck.

"Its done", He says as he breathed slowly.

I can tell he's holding it all in; I walked him to the bathroom and turned the shower on as I undressed him and then myself.

He held me as the shower water washed away his tears; dre was his friend for a long time and I know he didn't want to kill him but it was too dangerous keeping him alive.

When we got out of the shower, dried and redressed ourselves, he tightly held me as we laid in my bed and could not go to sleep.

He lost a friend by his owns hands..

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