A Thug Love

9. Cutting Ties..

Jerome Falls
-Excuse Spelling Errors-

I walked into the hospital room and looked at my son. He was watching the news and his arm had a cast on it and so did his leg.

"Wassup pops." He grumbled.

"How did you let this shit happen?" I sighed and he looked at me hopelessly.

"I don't know, one minute I'm chillin in my ride waiting for this nigga to show up and I get shot at. These niggas followed me as I drove and when we got out the car they got me in the leg." He explained.

"Wassup cripple." Ivan greeted walking through the door with Jamal.

"Shut up Ivan." I mumbled.

Kayla walked through the door with Alaina.

"I'll check up on you a lil later." I said leaving. A lot of shit needs to be done, and this is a major set-back.

Xavier Falls

"Are you okay?" Alaina questioned grabbing a hold f my hand.

"I mean I got shot twice and I'm stuck with this fucking cast on me so what it look like?" I responded and she sighed and stepped back a little.

Kayla through a card at me. "I got you a get well soon card, my dad forced me too." She informed. I smacked my teeth and tossed it to the side.

"Man this is some bullshit!" I complained.

"Don't worry nigga, we gon' find out who did this shit and why." Jamal assured.

"Hell yeah." Ivan agreed.

"Can I talk to Xavier guys?" Alaina requested.

"Okay" everyone said in unison and stared at her as if she was dumb.

"Alone." She said.

They all left. "Wassup?" I asked.

She tried to straddle herself on my lap but all I felt was pain. "Aye! Easy on the leg." I hissed. She adjusted so it didn't hurt.

"I want you to stop hustling." She admitted.

"What?"

"You heard me. I want you to stop selling drugs, this has gotten out of hand now." She responded.

I scoffed. "You must be out your damn mind, I ain't stopping shit."

"Look at you! You have a cast on your arm and leg because someone shot you, you could've died!" She yelled.

"Shit happens. Like I said, I'm not stopping for shit." I said.

"You really need too." She said crossing her arms.

"I don't need to and I'm not going to." I disagreed. I don't know what she thought she was going to change by telling me this. This is the way I make money, the same money she's always begging for

"Yes you are!" She retorted. I furrowed my eyes brows looking at her.

"And why would I do that?" I laughed.

"Because if you don't, its over.."

"Okay?" I questioned. She looked taken back.

"You seriously don't care?!" She said being over dramatic as hell.

"..was I supposed to?" I mumbled. She got off of me and grabbed her purse.

"Fuck you." She spat before leaving the room.

Everyone else came in the room.

"Damn man, what's wrong with ya girl?" Jamal asked.

"She ain't my girl no more." I said lowly. Him and Ivan's jaws dropped.

"Word? What happen?" Ivan queried.

"She on that bullshit." I shrugged. If she had a problem with what I do then, fuck her. She cry too much anyway.

"Man, how much you wanna bet they'll be back together in 3 days tops. They always on and off." Jamal said with a laugh.

"Man, fuck you." I said. "And fuck that hoe too."

Ivan was on the phone and looked like he was having an important conversation before hanging up.

"Aye that was my pops, we gotta go." Ivan said quickly.

"Alright then, I'll catch up with y'all niggas later." I said.

"Bye cripple." They both said leaving..

Well, here I am.. Stuck in this boring ass hospital room with nothing to do besides watch television. My shoulder is hurting like a bitch and they have no good food at this hospital besides the applesauce.

This shit really got me hot, I need to find the niggas who did this to me and I need to find me a new broad to fuck with at the moment.

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Reading over this chapter I don't like it one bit, its short and its boring. But being the lazy person I am I don't feel like rewriting it so I'm going to leave it as it is. BTW "QOTC" stands for Question Of The Chapter👇

*QOTC: Do you guys like Alaina? If not, why?*

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