I ran to my Lenin closet and got the surgery kit and ran back down to the kitchen. I got the whole bottle of my bottom shelf booze and ran and sat everything on the counter. I straddles in his waist and I somehow got his shirt off of him and i saw he was stabbed twice and his arm looked as if it had been shot but the bullet wasn't too deep. First I grabbed a 6 Inch knife and ran to the stove and put the knife of the fire. I realised that the dude started to wake up " Stay down" I say lowly and I'm guessing he did exactly that. I grabbed a rag and folded it and took the knife then washed my hands and went back over to him and straddled in his waist.
He looked at me in confusion " open" I say and he does exactly that and I shoved the cloth in his mouth. I got off him and took my headphones from the couch playing Loves Lies by Khaild. " Scream all you want" I turned up my headphones and grabbed his arm and I dug the hit knife in his arm. While I was focused on getting the bullet out I looked at the dude to see him sweating bullets and he was fading in and out due to the pain. He looked away from me but with my other hand I grabbed his jaw and made him look at me. I almost had the bullet out and his body started to jolt and no kinda panicked but it was just him about to cry. I felt bad but I tapped his cheek telling him it's done.
I grabbed the surgery kit and grabbed gauze and then I grabbed the booze and I grabbed the cloth out his mouth. I grabbed the part that had spit on it and I grabbed the booze and poured it on there and I grabbed his arm and started cleaning his wound. After all the pain his was in he past out and I out my hand on his pulse and felt a strong one. I hurried and cleaned it and grabbed the needle and thread and started to stitch together his arm. While doing so I looked at asap and I wondered how on earth he can be this hurt. And this cute.
Once I was done I did the same to his deep cuts but I felt his ribs. None broken. I checked his pulse again. It was normal and then his breathing and it was all the same. I then taped this stomach wounds and helped him up now that he was somewhat conscious and took him to the guest bedroom. I took off his pants and changed them for shorts then i took off his shirt. I left the room and then it just hit me. I just helped a stranger. I shook off the negative saying that's should cast him out and I grabbed another towel and cleaned the blood from my hands and the blood on the floor. I placed everything back and realised in had 4 miss calls from Vandka. I called her back and she answered in worry.
" Where are you" she asked
" At my house, why"
" Rocky got in a gun fight and no one knows where he is, I know you don't know him but can you try to look for him?"
" Uh about that.....Vandka his at my house"
" What....."
" He was injured and he came to my doorstep so I...."
" Finish"
" I did surgery on him"
" How did-why di- you know what I'm coming."
She hung up and I decided to go check on Rocky and when I opened the door i saw he was sitting up and staring right at me. " Um rocky?" I stepped a little closer and he stood up but winced. " Are you Vandka's assistant?" He says and I nod. " Thank you uhh-" I cut him off " Mya but call me Mimi" I say holding my hand out. He looked at it and she smirked and shook my hand " Yea, Rocky" " Yes I know. Very famous" I say nervously.
I looked at his bandage on his arm "what happened" I asked. He looked at me but didn't say anything " Don't worry if you don't wanna talk about it then you don't have to but I have to change your bandage in an hour. " I say and he only nods. Suddenly his eyes dart at me " Why did you help me?" He asked. He was hunched over a little and he kept gliding his hand over his stomach gauze. I put my hand on his shoulders and guided him back down to the bed. I rub his shoulders and pierce my lips and then speak.
" My momma always told me to be nice because one day the ones you help would be the ones you need. I didn't help you because your famous, I help you because you were hurt. If you were just rakim I will still help you" I say and realise I was letting myself open to a stranger. I couldn't stop because his eyes were so beautiful I couldn't help it. " You had a great mom. May I ask how you did surgery on me on your kitchen floor?" He says. I smile and look down and I hear him chuckle but wince. " I um" I looked back up at him and began to lean him back on the bed.
I straddle in his waist and I began to massage his stomach since he was in pain. " My dad was...He would always come home with bruises and cuts. One day I couldn't save him. When your vision was fading in and out you looked like you were dying so i had you look at me because i knew that if you can focus on me you are alive." I say looking at his stomach. I didn't realise i was crying until i felt his hands on my waist. I was sad at the pure memory of him dying at my hands that's why my mom through his name in my face.
Rocky then moves to the line where i had surgery on my stomach " What happened?" He asked. " Oh I had a-" suddenly the doorbell had rang. Vandka. " Hold on" I say and jump off him. I walk to the door and opened it to see Vandka standing there. She gave me a hug and then I let her in. " Where is rocky, is he hurt, is he ok" I quiet her down and then I motioned for her to come with me. She quietly followed me to the back and cracked the door open to see rocky suddenly sleep. " I gave him surgery on my kitchen floor" I say " You what" she whispered. " He came to my door, he was shot. I opened it and he fell out. I did surgery and now he is sleep" I say.
" How did he get hurt"
" Like I know"
Her face softened realising she is being harsh. " I'm sorry sis. I'm just so stressed. Imma leave" she says but she gives me a long hug. " it's ok." With that she left. I turn back to rocky who was snoring and I walked in and grabbed the gauze and climbed on him again. I slowly rip off the gauze trying to let it hurt. I grabbed a cloth from the dresser I wiped some blood off his stomach and i wrap the gauze back on.
" Thank you" rocky says with his eyes closed " mmm" he hums while I apply pressure on his wound whole wrapping the gauze again. After a couple seconds walked out closing the door and going to my own room shutting the door and falling asleep.
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HUSTLE AND SECRETS//A$ASP Rocky
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