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Jayshaun POV

When me and Colen left the hospital, we was in the car thinking and putting shit together for awhile. Colen started driving and we ride back to the neighborhood Imani and Colen live in. We knock on everybody's door that lives around there and they was acting like they didn't see nothing. I walk up to this one house, and a lady opened the door. She looked kinda old...about 60. I told her what happened and she was explaining to me that she saw a strange white altima that had just been sitting there, then after a while it pulled off. I thanked her then ran over to Colen.

"The lady over there said she had seen a white altima that was just sitting there pull off." I said.

"Aite get in." Colen commanded.

We get in the car and ride around for about three hours. We pull up to this dump ass neighborhood that looked rough as shit. It was this one particular house that caught our attention. The white altima that the lady explained was sitting in the driveway of the house. Colen and I being the real niggas that we are get out the car, strapped of course just in case these niggas try to pull some shit. Colen knocked on the door and some big ass man opened it.

"Who tf are you?" the man said.

"Don't worry about who I am." Colen continued "Who drive this white car right here?"

"You come up here asking who driving these cars and shit, yet I still don't know who you is dawg."

"Just tell us who drive the fucking car!" I demanded, noticing who the man was.

"Lil Jayshaun, the lil bitch nigga who ran from the business." the man said.

The mans name was Charles but his street name was Big Dog since he was so big. He was one of the guys who worked for the man I used to sell for back home in Chicago. Now that I see he out here ain't no doubt in my mind that he was the one who shot Imani.

"So you come all the way out here to Nebraska just to pick with me, huh?" I asked him.

"Nigga fuck you, I came out here cause I have business out here." Big Dog said.

"So why tf did you shoot Imani, bitch." I shouted.

"Yo bitch?" he asked.

"Aye look man, I don't know you but you ain't gon stand in my face and call my lil sister no bitch." Colen said.

"I mean if she a bitch then thats what she gon get called." Big Dog said.

Next thing you know I felt this rush of anger come across me when Big Dog said that, so I was quick to pull out my gun and I just started blasting his ass. Colen stopped me and I realized Big Dog was laid out on the ground with blood running from every which way on his body, I just killed his ass and didn't give no type of fuck about it. Colen and I ran towards Colen's car hopped in then pulled off

Paige POV

My brother has been out of the hospital for a couple days now and he's been making good progress. He had got shot in his side so I thought it would be hard for him to recover so easily. School starts tomorrow and I'm so glad because these two weeks out on spring break has been hectic. My phone had vibrated, I had gotten a text from Imani's brother Colen..

Colen: Hey Paige, don't trip but Imani got shot yesterday, she still in the hospital and the doctor said she's doing fine.

Paige: OMG, what happened?

Colen: Its cool me and Jay well mostly Jay took care of it so you ain't gotta worry. If you wanna talk to Mani here's the hospital number... 882-234-8882

Paige: Alright, thanks for telling me.

*Conversation Ends*

I can't believe Imani got shot. Out of all people why Imani. I'm gonna call her later, I just need to let this sink in really quick. First Marcus got shot and now Imani. It's like someone's messing with my mind. The people who mean something to me are getting hurt. This is just too much to take in, not all at once anyways.

Do you think it was really Big Dog who shot Imani?

Why do you think Marcus and Imani got shot around the same time?

Do you think the person who shot them is picking with Paige?

Will they ever find out who is exactly doing all this?

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