Chapter 9 - Think

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Ray

"NO! RAY WATCH OUT!!" I heard ramaya's voice yell.

I quickly turned around and saw mike standing there right behind me with the gun.

He smirked. "I'm not scared to kill a LIL boy."

My eyes grew big and I quickly got up.

I saw ramya sprint down the steps and she jumped on his back, making him drop the gun. "YOU DIRTY BASTARD!" she yelled. "YOUR NOT TAKING MY BROTHER!"

She wrapped her arms around his neck attempting to choke him.

"GET THE FUCK OFF ME!"

I quickly ran over and punched him in the gut, giving Ramya the chance to jump down. and with that she kicked him right in between his legs.

He instantly dropped to the floor holding his manhood.

"Ahhh fuck!" he groaned in pain.

Ramya ran over to me and wrapped her arms around my torso.

I put my arm around her shoulder and quickly grabbed the gun off of the floor.

Mike sat on the ground looking up at us with a blank expression. "what?! SHOOT ME!" he spat.

He then chuckled. "oh that's right, you a LIL soft ass boy. you ain't shit."

I held the gun towards him, thinking.

Was it worth it?
Should I do it?
Would I have consequences?

I didn't know.

Ramya held onto me tightly.

I clinched my jaws and slowly began to pull the trigger.

"In here!" I heard an unknown voice say from behind me and several footsteps along with it.

I quickly turned around, holding the gun behind my back.

A police officer and 2 paramedics kneeled down beside my mother.

They checked for a pulse. "pulse! she has one!" one paramedic said.

They both picked her up and ran her out of the door, leaving the police with us.

He walked over to us. "what happened here?"

I turned around to see mike was...

Gone?!

I sighed. what was I gonna say? that nigga probably left through the back door.

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