Kept from God

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 He that covereth his sins shall not prosper: but whoso confesseth and forsaketh them shall have mercy. - Proverbs 28:13

Christopher 10pm

Once my momma went to work and my drunk ass father passed out on the couch, I took the chance of going out the front door and meeting August and Donte outside. We drove up to campus and parked outside the house the party was ata couple weeks ago, the only think now is I haven't got a clue why we're here. 

August puts the car in park and gets out. As soon as I got out I see Modesty walking towards us wearing a black hoodie and some jeans, her hair pulled up messily he greets August and Donte. 

"Where's Nicky?" She asked. 

"I already told you I wasn't bringing Nicky ass, Your want your shit back or you wanna get laughed at. Don't worry we got your back " August said. He must have not told her I replaced Nick, something about him being 'dumb' or whatever the last time.  August and Donte were already making their way to the front door as I worked up the courage to put the gun August gave me in my back pocket. Thinking that Modesty followed them she actually walked over to talk to me instead.

"I thought you were on punishment" She leaned against August's car. "I am" I said. 

"Don't be sneaking out, you're supposed to be my lil bit of good in this world"She teases. I roll my eyes with a smile "Yeah okay" I said.

Modesty 10:05

We walked into the wide open door of the house, the smell of ass and Liquor hitting my nose instantly. I literally stood there scanning for familiar faces within the shirtless niggas shooting dice. "Who are we looking for ?" Chris whispered over my shoulder . I ignored his question seeing a herd of niggas walk upstairs. 

"He's upstairs" I said making sure I got the attention of Donte and August too . Pushed through them giong towards the staircase. "How you know?" I heard Donte say but ignored him, I was already up the stairs. I found the room where the most noise was coming from and walked straight in catching the attention of every nigga in the room, Including Cash. 

"Who the fuck are you ?" someone asked, the whole room was clowning. "Cash knows who I am, Every broke nigga know's who I am" I say earning oo's. 

Cash laughed stepping forward "A-ki-ki-ki Nigga don't act like you don't know why I'm here"

"I don't" He shrugs. "I'm assuming cuz' you can't get enough of me--"

"I know you went through my bag" I said. He snickered "Bitch please, I don't need shit from you, so what we not finna do is bust in here like you own shit--"

"No what we really not gonna do is act hard infront of all these bitches bruh, I'll dead ass embarrass yo broke ass , now where's my shit" I step up to him. 

"I already told yo ass I ain't go yo shit --"

"Look if you stole something from her just give it back " Chris said from behind us. Remembering what Cash said about Chris yesterday I tried to stop him. "Chris it's okay--" 

"No go head and talk , so I can bust your head wide open pussy ass nigga" Cash charges at Chris. Chris charges back , restrained by me and Donte hold him back. "Do it I dare you" August shouted pulling out his gun with one swift move holding it to Cash's head. Cash laughed "You really wanna do this.. bring your punk ass friends up here to shoot me over some shit I ain't got" 

He was trying to convince me as much as he could but I wasn't buying it, and neither were his niggas considering they ain't step in the shit not once. He had his hands up, he licked his lips looking over to me. 

"Look at me bitch" August ordered, Cash slowly looked at August, I began to sweat 

"You barking up the wrong fucking tree nigga, You must not know who the fuck I am. I pops shit over mine. Now where's her shit before I blow your head smooth off your purty ass shoulders"

I waited for Cash to answer, the suspense in the room had be sick to my stomach. The look in Cash's eyes as he looked over to me concerned me, his eyes began to turn a shade darker. "In my room, under my bed.."

August motioned me to go get my stuff. I remembered which room it was , I went under the bed and pulled out a white box. I opened it seeing  all my wads lined up in a row along with my cards, a lighter, a pocket knife and a pistol with a folded piece of dirty ass paper tucked in the trigger. Me being nosey as fuck, I opened the paper seeing beautiful writing, looked like a letter .

To my little boy,

You finally graduated, you took a big step to go to college, know that you didn't have to you it for me. I wanted you to do it for yourself because I love you. I wanna see you off the street and doing better, better than me and your father. I missed your graduation and I'm sorry for that. But I promise I won't miss your next one, See you soon Dr. Cameron Michael, Only 2 more years to go

Love, mom

-POP POP!!- -POP!- I heard and instantly ducked, I heard screaming and stampeding down the stairs . I ran into the room, the first thing that catches my eye Is Chris with a gun in the air. right in front of him laid someone  sprawled on the floor in his own blood. I dropped everything in my head, "What the fuc-- August!" I shouted then getting down the floor . He was gasping for air holding onto his side. I shakily removed his hand revealing 2 bullet holes in his stomach. "Shit!" He hissed in pain. I tried to apply pressure "You're gonna be okay.. Chris.. CHRIS!!" I shouted trying to get it attention it was like he was stuck. 

"I tried to catch him but -- Oh shit !!" Donte said. "We have to get him to the hospital, Chris!!"

"I got this, okay? If need to meet us up there you can--" Donte said . "J-Just H-Hurry up SHIT!" August shouted, blood now spewing from his mouth. "Fuck!! Just meet us up there I gotta take him now " Donte did his best to help August off the floor and down the steps himself. 

Crying I call "Chris" Again I walked over and got in front of his freezing body. His hands shaking and a tear falling from his eyes. I try to pry the gun from his hands "Chris, It's okay.. let me see the gun" I asked. 

"I .. I shot him." He murmured. I tried not to pay attention the dead body. I slowly pulled gun from his hand "I killed him" Chris said, he was now starring at me tears falling, he was crying. I pulled him in to my arms after he had fell to his knees. Feeling him shaking with Anxiety and panic in my arms. I held the nape of his neck. "Its okay" I whispered in his ear "You're gonna be okay" I say. 

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Short but to be continued 

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