❝ trappin' part two ❞

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Zoey

"Last night, reports of gunshots were heard in Glenns Mayor. Ten people were killed and four are in critical care. We are unsure of who caused the bloody scenes but-"

I cut the television off before sucking my teeth. If there's a murder in Brooklyn or the Bronx, you ain't finding out who did it. That's just how it is out here. Whoever killed Pac has to be a tough nigga. I chuckled in disbelief while walking out the house. All I could here was people gossiping about shit they knew nothing about. I on the other hand don't give a damn. I've got better shit to be doing than worrying about some bogus ass shootout. I hopped in my car and drove to Harlem Highschool, twenty minutes later. I had a few drops before heading across town.

I pulled up in front of the school waiting for Alex, one of my young dealers. I saw him talking to some girl. My eyes squinted somewhat looking at the female. She looked familiar but I couldn't remember. She had long brown hair that had to be hers, red lips, and light skin. I took my attention off that hearing loud commotion.

A group of containing of boys and girls dressed in all red, began shooting directly in front of the school. All hell broke loose. People began screaming and running for cover. Bloods. I hopped, grabbing my gun from my waist firing directly at them. A couple the bloods spot back but no aim. From afar I saw Alex, another guy and that same girl firing as well.

"Motherfuckers!" One of the bloods yelled before they all hopped in the black can. He shot one more time which resulted in a piercing scream.

I looked over to see Alex and the other guy picking up the girl.

******

Zonnique

     The spin coming from my leg was excruciating. I groaned squinting my eyes open. All I can remember is one of those bitches shooting me and everything went blank. I knew they try to retaliate once we killed Pac. The question is how did they know? I'm going to get down to the bottom of this shit soon as I heal. Moments later a nurse walked in with a tray of food. She looked at me and smiled before placing the tray on the tiny table. I hope she isn't expecting me to eat that.

"You're awake, the surgery went perfectly. The bullet was removed from your leg but unfortunately you'll be on crutches for three weeks" she informed me while jotted everything down on her clipboard.

I nodded and licked my chapped lips. "When can I go home?"

"Tomorrow morning. Also we'll give you some pain killers to numb your leg"

"Alright"

"There's a young man who'd like to see you. Are you up for visitation Ms.Pullins?"

"Sure.." I muttered laying back on the bed.

My body felt weird but it's from all the medication. I hate being in hospitals, they creep me out. Tomorrow isn't coming quick enough. The door opened and Romero walked inside with a huge teddy bear and bouquet of yellow tulips, my favorite flowers. He looked at me with goofy grin causing me to weakly laugh.

"Those are for me?" I asked surprised.

"Yeah, I felt bad about you getting hit ma. How you feeling though?" Romero asked sitting on empty space on the bed.

"Thanks bro and I'm in pain but it's all good. That bitch ain't do no damage seriously" I snickered.

He smirked. "You tough..."

"Nah I'm just me, what doesn't kill you makes you stronger"

"Corny but true shit" he laughed.

I nodded, licking my lips once again. I'm definitely in need of some lip care at the moment. I took my mind off that, and wondered about something.

"Aye how we get to the hospital?"

"Oh that kid Zoey, he's cool with Alex or whatever"

Zoey.

The name didn't sound familiar so I shrugged it off and glanced over at the mini table. My stomach started to growl immediately. The food on the tray looked like pure vomit. I cringed shaking my head in disbelief. They need to upgrade that nasty ass shit.

"You hungry or something?" Ro asked raising his eyebrow at me.

"Yes"

"I'll tell Alex to pick you up some panda express. He's in the lobby with Zoey"

"Uh okay.."

Romero got up and walked out leaving me alone. I grabbed the remote from the table and pressed the power button. As I flipped through the channels, I decided on watching Disney since nothing else was. Within minutes I found myself falling asleep again.

******

The following morning I was up around ten o'clock. I brushed my teeth and washed my face before getting dressed. I wore a pair of baggy sweatpants, a oversized black hoodie and my timberland boots. I grabbed the crutches from the wall and placed them under my arms. The nurses helped me downstairs to the lobby luckily. I feel so weak and sore right now. I looked around for Ro or Alex but they were nowhere to be found. What the fuck? I sighed and leaned against the wall, pulling out my phone. I found Ro's number then began texting him.

To Romero: Wtf you at? -___-

SEND.

I patiently starred down at my phone waiting for a response. Two minutes later I got notification which was from him.

From Romero: Me and Alex are at school. Zoey should be at the hospital waiting for you. Don't give him a hard time lol ;)

"The fuck he talking about" I scoffed placing my phone in my pocket.

As I looked up I saw some light skinned guy with a hat on, looking over at him. He looked familiar. I starred for awhile longer and financial realized who he was. He's the guy that almost killed TJ that day. Then he called me cupcake. I don't even know him and Ro sends him to pick me up. That Zoey walked over with his hands in his pocket and a frustrated look on his face.

"Aye, yo boys told me give you a ride home-"

"Well I don't need a ride from you. I'll walk my ass home" I snarled, struggling to make my way out the door. This shit is harder than it looks.

Zoey sucked his teeth before walking past me out the door then he said. "Have fun walking in the snow nigga"

Snow! I peeked outside to see snow falling from the skies. It already had to be at least three inches out here. I live all the way in Brooklyn. There's no way I'm walking home but then again I don't want to ride with him. Looks like I have no choice.

"Okay! Just help me in the car!"

He stopped in his tracks and turned around. He rolled his eyes slightly, carrying me to his truck. I sat in the warm seat rubbing my hands together. He had a very nice car, better than mine actually. Zoey hopped in and immediately cut the heat on. I put on my seatbelt, starring out the window as he drove through the snow.

"Where you live at b?"

"Firstly I'm not your B, and I live in Brooklyn" I answered with an attitude.

He glared at me before stopping at the red light. "Chill out with all that cause I'll make yo ass walk. I'm not driving across town in this snow. Now unfortunately you gon' either get out or come with me-"

"Excuse me! I'm not going to your house. I don't even know you nigga!"

"Stop bitching damn. Yo high ass voice irritating me. Sit back and shut up, cupcake" Zoey snapped going the opposite way of my home. I was honestly in too much pain to continue arguing. Looks like I'm going to Zoey's house.



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{ Romero is played by Kid Lucas, on the side }

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