Trey POV
bruh I'm literally broken down. this shit aint real to me. my mind wont let me process this. i cant speak and i even cant imagine how my nigga Dominique feels. he must be feelin destroyed..... entirely. right now he in the corner by himself holding his head with his two hands, and elbows set on the desk. im here still pacing.
"yo she gon be ight just sit down" Keaton says, grabbing my shoulder.
"naw bruh fuck off nigga!, ight....(sigh) this shit aint real!" i push his hand off.
Davon comes up from sitting "bruh! chill!" he puts his hand on my shoulder and puts force onto me forcing me to sit. i bring my hands on my face and lay them of the table. right now ion wanna see nothing. not even light.
Davon POV
home boy trey trippin. like i know that's our home girl but lil mama gon come thru. i have faith in her like that. But i gotta admit i am flippin to. we all are. the only people here is us niggas and Dominique. i think we all traumatized. actin like we never saw someone get shot before. Jordan gets up from his chair and walks up to trey. trey and Jordan both gets up and walks over to me and Keaton.
"ayo, lets go" Jordan says.
we all get up and head to the car. till Keaton tapped trey on his arm with the back of his hand. trey turned to Keaton and Keaton looked back...soon we all turned back. we forgot Dominique. we all walk over to him and i tapped him shoulder. he turns with blood red eyes "go." he says.
"yo (sigh) bruh, listen i know its hard but she gon be alright. so just to back to laylonie and-" trey gets cut off. Dominique didn't even let trey speak
"you know what bruh, fuck you ight. this shit wouldn't have never fuckin happened if yo ass never showed up at my step!" at this point dom got up facing trey face to face "now i want you to get the fuck out my sisters life! or else imma have to send you exactly where she is now, in the damn hospital for good!. and do me a favor, you betta think twice on even touching my sister see if i aint got niggas watching yo ass" Dominique says.
trey quickly caught up to his sentence "what the fuck! you fucking with me right! cuz i know damn well yo ass was the one who told me i wanted somethin more of her then just fucking her. so back the fuck up with that nigga. and if you weren't so fuckin over protective of chanel maybe she could make it out on her own instead of a nosy ass brother on her ass 24\7. and its so funny how u fuckin act like i planned this shit cuz that some pathetic shit, now YOU better think twice and think on what the fuck you say before you speak cuz u know i love that girl!!!! trey pushed dom out his way and left. dam that was some deep shit. we looked and Dominique and he left the other direction. ion know what to think right now. just damn.
Nicole POV
me and the girls got to the hospital and shit is depressing. this shit happened so quick... we all walk in there and the same nurse looked at us in shock. "you know ladies, coming in here often is not a good thing. but I'm sorry for what happened to that young lady i saw, room 424" the nurse said. we all plastered a smile and nodded our heads and continued walking. we walked to the elevator and pushed the button. we all stood there in silence waiting for the elevator. i felt someone behind us. i looked back and it was a man with a news paper to his face. i ignored it. The elevator opened and we walked in. i quickly push the button to close the door. i take a deep breath in.
"girl. you ight? Indago grabs my shoulder. i plaster a smile and nod. when it got to the 4th floor, we walked out. we walked down the hall with doctors crowding one room. that's when we knew. "shit" Bri said under her breath.
i looked back and see indago walking the opposite way. "indago"! i shout, "indago please" bri pleas. i felt a tear fall on my cheek. "i cant ok" Indago says. i run to her and grab her arm. "come on its ok" she looks at me in teary eyes and walks with me. we all catch up and walk to the room. we see doctors crowding the bed. i looked at the room number and its says 424. i look back and i tip toe to see if its really Chanel room. i see Chanels stomach cut wide open......they are doing surgery on her. i start to feel my self get dizzy. imma be sick. Bri and Indi look at me in confusion and look over.
"oh my god. oh my god" indago paces. bri is cupping her mouth in shock. when i look down i hear the elevator open i look over and see Dominique with red eyes. "where is she" he says in anger walking towards me with 4 body guards surrounding him. "listen dom-" i got cut off. "i don't wanna hear shit" he walks up on me and in front. i watch the back of his head and he just stairs. he falls so his knees and busts out crying."why!!!"
the body guards and us girls tried to get him up "get up of me! get the fuck up off me" he says. i start to cry. he finally gets up and moves from the site of chanel.
"Mr.Jones we are gonna need you and your friends...and body guards to exit this area." one of the doctors say. Dominique looks at him with anger and walks way with his guards and we walk right behind them. i cant bare this. completely unbearable. i think its just of the simple fact chanel was the one who brought us together, even how.....rough she is, we still love her for who she is. i just hope everything will be ok.
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Concrete Rose.
Teen FictionDancer thuggete chanel is 18 years old. she lives in miami with her Brother Dominique who is a 26 year old famous boxer. she becomes a thuggete at a young age because of the fact of her parents (big drug lords) died from a shoot out. chanel is deter...