J-Rock

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" So where is he now?" I asked the stupid bitch that woke me up with some bullshit.

"He outside of my bathroom with his gun in his hand I'm scared , can you please just get over here and get him?"
"Alright text me yo' address and here I come." I said as I hopped out of my bed and threw on some jogging pants.

"Baby it's like three in the morning, where are you going?" Kylah asked me as she peeked her head from under the covers.

"Blinky on some wild shit. I gotta go get him before he does something stupid." The phone call had been from one of Blinky's little bitches he fuck with on the east side. Something she did triggered this nigga to snap and I had to go and run to the rescue.

" Baby please be careful." She said as she noticed me grabbing my gun.

"I will Kylah, I will be right back. I promise." I reached down and kissed her lips softly. "You just make sure you still here when I get back."

"I will. I called off for the rest of the week." She then threw the covers over her head because she knew I was going to fuss. It was only Wednesday morning and she was taking off the rest of the week so she could be up under me.

"Kylah you gotta stop abandoning yo' students for me." I grabbed the Yukon keys off my dresser and headed out the door. As I was starting the truck up I received the text with the bitch address so I typed it in my gps system and headed their way.

When I pulled up to the house I noticed one of Blinky's cars parked in her driveway but still hopped I didn't walk into a trap.

I hopped out pulled my gun out and rang her door bell.

She didn't look outside she just swung the door open and was met by my nine in her face.

"Please no more guns. I can't take this shit no more." She said throwing her hands up.

"What the fuck is going on over here?" I asked as I walked in her house. I was paranoid, checking around corners and shit.

"Blinky is in my basement, he is spazzing out. I don't know what the fuck is wrong with him." I noticed that she had blood on her clothes and a busted lip.

"How the fuck you get my number?" I asked still looking around. I still had my gun in my hand. Something wasn't right; I didn't see no Blinky around.

"I took Blinky phone from him because he kept yelling for me to call you."

"Naw'll get the fuck outta here. Something aint right." I raised the gun to her head "Take me to where that nigga at bitch." She didn't show any signs of being scared, she just led me to the basement where I found Blinky punching on her walls.

"Yo Blinky man. It's me" I said as I reached over and grabbed his shoulder.

"Man how you get here?" he asked with a glazed look in his eyes.

"Yo bitch called me. You alright?"

"Yeah I'm good. What you doing here nigga?" he asked as he looked at my gun in my hand. " Nigga don't kill me. She set us up."

What the fuck was wrong with this nigga? "Blink calm down what the fuck is going on with you?" I put my gun away and tried to sit him down on the floor. I watched the bitch out the corner of my eye because I was still paranoid.

"He took a molly." She finally confessed.

"He popped a molly. What the fuck. Blinky come on let's get you to the hospital." I tried to lead him up the stairs but he started tripping again.

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