Chp. 14

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Cookie's P.O.V:
S-shot? My heart is racing and pounding so hard it's bout to rip out my chest. My stomach churned over and over making me want to puke. My head is filled with so many questions and scenarios of the shooting. I can't even speak or think straight I have to get to the hospital to make sure everything is okay, to make sure he's okay.
Mike's P.O.V:
I'm sitting in the hospital and my legs wouldn't stop shaking I don't know who shot Tommie, shit I don't even know how the nigga managed to get to my house. I got home around 1:30 in the morning and the nigga was straight posted with 3 shots talkin bout some "I just got here and let myself in, i been shot". Like no shit nigga, you lookin like the male version of Bloody Mary on my couch. I just couldn't comprehend why he would risk his life coming to my house instead of a hospital like your suppose to.
Cookie arrived shortly after and she looked terrified outta her mind. It's like deja vú, I was just in this damn situation last week with Tommie for Cookie now the roles are reversed. A nigga can't catch a break.
"Mike what happened to Tommie?"
"He's been shot" I said with a sarcastic tone.
"Don't bullshit me Mike. Was he shot trying to do your fucked up drug business" her voice grew louder.
I grabbed her wrist and she tried to pull back, so I gripped it tighter and pulled her into hallway pushing her against the wall.
"Listen Cookie, Tommie was and is better off without yo fucken ass and our fucked up drug business wasn't so fucked up till you came in the picture, and I don't need no fucken hooker to tell me otherwise." I said said through gritted teeth
She slapped me, " fuck you Mike! Tommie ain't doin this shit no more once he gets out this hospital!"
My face turned hot and red and I firmly grabbed by her neck and strongly whispered into her
" I don't know who the fuck you think you're putting your hands on but I highly suggest you don't, and Tommie ain't leaving shit I'll have your hoe ass out the picture in a second wether it's Tommie kicking yo ass to the curve or I takin care of it myself, so choose wisely Carmen."
I let her go and went back to the waiting room, I'll be damned if I let this bitch threaten me.
Cookie's P.O.V:
I dusted myself off and gathered my thoughts before going to the waiting room.
Another hour passed and we were finally able to see Tommie, both bitch ass Mike and I went in the room.
Tommie's P.O.V:
Mike and Cookie both walked in and I don't want to talk to either one of them cuz I already know what they're going to say, and to be real I'm not going to tell them what really went down.
*Flashback*
-Boom-
I opened my eyes and felt all on my body, I wasn't shot. I looked around and I saw a trail of blood on the floor, but Rashad was nowhere to be found.
I decided to follow the trail of blood so I can finish this muthafucka once and for all. The trail of blood led to this alley but I ain't seen Rashad or anymore blood, so I was like fuck it. As I turned around to start walkin' back this car pulled up and just started firing at my ass. I got hit 3 times I'm not sure where, but I'm assuming no where vital, I just started feelin numb afterwards.
I didn't want to go to the hospital cause I wasn't close enough, those muthafuckas could've been following me and just finish the job so instead i ran boutta block or two to Mikes. When I got there, Mike wasn't home so I let myself in with the extra key he gave me awhile back. I was probably there for about a cool 5 minutes till he came around and took me in.
When he asked what happened I told him drive by, when he asked do I know who did it I said nah. But best believe them punk muthafuckas gon get theirs.
*Flashback ended*

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