My Thug (Who Do You Love)

Missin' You

India(2 weeks )

I was thinking of Mekhi a lot frequently now and I was always sad. I just thought us a few before he went into a coma.

(Flash back)

We were singing It won't stop in his car on the way to his house.

Me: I love you way you pulling up in your jeep bumping all yo beats jays on with the shades on just to bring me something to eat you man up in these streets but when comes to my heart it don't mean a thing

Mekhi: baby hop in my ride ooo its hot as hell outside-

( flash back over)

I didn't want to think about it. I start crying of course I miss him so much it hurts not to have him here physically, mentally, verbally, and especial not sexually because all I have been craving him all the time. I have been staying at his house and all I can think about is him nothing else I have to focus on school with final exams and all that but its hard. I didn't visit him today because gma told me that I need to relax and spend a few days away from him. I wanted to yell, scream,cry all at one time. I heard something downstairs. I sat my phone on the dresser and grabbed mekhi's gun and walked downstairs. I heard yelling and it sounded like guys. I crept down the stairs to see 3 guys in all black.

Me: what the fuck are you doing here

Guy: this you

He held up a picture of me and mekhi. I felt like crying because I remember that day.

Guy: your the girlfriend aren't you......you should know where the safe is then

That's what they want mekhi money,oh hell no he worked hard for that. They started running towards me and I shot the wall.

Me: back up now

1 of them kept walking towards me I was shaking. He got to close so I shot him in his shoulder. He fell to the ground. I started crying and closed my eyes. I felt pressure on my neck and I opened my eyes and he was choking me. I pulled at his hands but it didn't work so I bit him. He didn't do anything but smash my head against a picture. I felt the glass pressing against my head.

Me: ahhh!!

Guy: you just shot my bro....where is the safe

Me: I rather die than tell you

Guy: that can be accomplished

He threw me on the table and I felt the glass in my legs and arms. I screamed so loud I really hope the neighbors heard me. He squatted down next to me.

Guy: come on sweetie just tell me

Me: no

I spit blood on him. I heard knocking in the door.

Gma: India!

Me: help me please!

The guys help the dude up and they went running out the back. I heard gun shots and screamed. I heard footsteps and got scared

Jeremiah: India!

He came and tried to help me up but there was a big piece of glass he would have to lift me up off of.

Me: I cant move miah

Jeremiah: yes you can you have to be strong come on

Me: okay do it

He started lifting and I screamed as he kept going and everything was going black I was losing blood and fast.

Mekhi