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Perefect Revenge!

"Big brah that shit was smooth, we got more than what we came looking for!" Trey bragged! He looked over to John and he was covered in blood. John was saying "Help me! Take me to the doctor!" But nothing was coming out. John kept talking but the bullet hit John in the throat. Trey in shock did whatever John said and drove straight to the emergency room. Speeding through stop signs and running red lights Trey made it his mission to save his brother. He arrived at the hospital covered in blood from his bleeding brother he yelled "HELP HIM HE'S BEEN SHOT!" Nurses ran to the car and got John. They laid him on the stretcher and rushed him into surgery to save him.

Across town RJ went home and beat the shit out of his sister. "Bitch you knew they was bout to rob me. I should kill yo dumb ass!" He yelled. "What are you talking about? Quit hitting me!" She cried. RJ explained to her how he was just robbed by John and Trey and let her know he believe he killed one of them. Neither one of them knew what to do next but in RJ's mind he was justified in his shooting. Torn in between losing a brother and possibly losing a lover Tisha could only cry. She didn't know what to do, she wanted answers she wanted to call John and see if what her brother was saying was true. RJ had no reason to lie about being robbed, but Tisha did not want to believe it was her boyfriend that did it.

Back in the hospital the lobby began to overflow with John's family members and friends. Everybody sad and in a sense of shock waiting on word from the doctors. Hours went by and they were approached by a surgeon "May i speak to the mother?" Oh no this shit sounds bad. Everybody started looking at the surgeon as he spoke to Mama D. "We were able to remove the bullet from your son throat but because of the location of the bullet he will not be able to talk anymore and there's a possibility that he will be paralyzed." "OH MY GOD NOT MY BABY!!" She screamed sending everybody in the waiting room into tears. "Ma'am i need you to get it together before i bring you back there with him." The surgeon explained. Comforted by two of her daughters they left the waiting room and followed the man to John..........

Emotions flying everywhere Mama D walked into the room and hugged here baby. "I'm sorry." He mouthed to her. He didn't know his voice was gone until he started talking to her some more. "Ma. Ma. Maaaaaaaaa!" Something told her to look at her boy and the look on his face was as if he was fed up. "Do you forgive me?" He mouthed. Not knowing how to read lips this became frustrating for the two of them. "Paper!" He mouthed! "Son you are paralyzed you can't write or talk right now but we are going to work with you." After breaking the news to her son they both cried. John thought to hisself damn i just came home and look at the bullshit I'm putting my family through.

Hours later Mama D and family was put out the room and Homicide Detectives entered the room. The plan was to see if John had any information about who shot him. Considering the severity of the shot and everything doctors had already told detectives that they did not believe John would live past a week. John was on a ventilator to help him breathe. Homicide detectives began questioning "What's your name son?" John laid there as if he couldn't talk. Even laying on his death bed in the back of his head was FUCK THE POLICE! One officer left the room and asked were John injuries stopping him from talking? The doctor told them that his voice was gone but they believed he could still move his lips. After a short talk with the doctor the detective came back and tried questioning again. "Do you know who shot you?" John shook his head no! "Was it random? Do you know who the bullet was intended to hit?" Again John shook his head no. With little time on they side to figure out everything the detectives decided to leave the room and give John more time with his family.

So far nobody has said anything to RJ about shooting John. RJ decided to lay low and accept the robbery as a loss. RJ still had a few pounds of weed in a stash so he was fine. RJ became more cautious with his clientele. RJ stopped doing sells for people friends and stuck with the people who he knew. He was just pissed off that he had to take a loss like that for nothing. RJ told his sister it didn't even have to be like that if he wanted me to front him some weed that's all he had to say. There was small talk around town that John was dead because someone spilled the beans about homicide detectives being at the hospital. So RJ decided to have one of his little homies do all his moves for him. RJ really believed he had killed John.......