Just When Everybody Gets Their Lives Back On Track, A New Enemy Steps In And Turns Everyone Lives Upside Down.
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Dean Clarke
Quanie. It was Quanie and his gang of weak ass followers that shot at us and I saw his ass the moment I stepped outside. Of course, he aimed his gun at me and shot me in the arm, but thankfully I fell down to the ground because if I wouldn't have...he would've shot me directly in the head and he had a clean shot to do so. I couldn't even tell anyone that it was him, only because I was losing blood quickly, and that made me blackout.
"Sir! Sir, you can't go in there!" I heard someone say.
"I'm walking in here though, Carol!" I heard Jude say, as he burst into the room. I shook my head, knowing that his ass was going to get kicked up out of here.
"Jude, what are you doing man?" I asked him.
"Coming to check on you fool. Talia's out in the waiting room having a damn fit and we all been trying to calm her down, but she won't chill until she sees you and Ilene." I sighed and threw my head back, hating that Talia was upset. I had just assured her that everything was going to be fine and then this bullshit happens. "I swear on everything I love...when we get out of here, I'm searching high and low for that bitch Serena. She making my damn balls itch, trying to get revenge because ya'll killed her brother!"
"Keep your damn voice down!" I hissed. "But Serena didn't do this. It was Quanie."
"Aha...I know you lying."
"I seen him when we all went outside and he was aiming for me and me only. If I wouldn't have fell when he shot me in the arm, he would've shot me in the head and I would've been dead." I told him. I could see the darkness in his ass as the veins in his neck and forehead started to pop.
"You serious right now?" I growled. "Don't even answer that! I'll handle that punk ass bitch tonight!"
"Jude..." I began, but he cut me off.
"Don't Jude me, Dean! I understand that you're just trying to save me from going back to how I once was, but I refuse to let you hold me back any longer!" I huffed and rubbed my eyes, not even in the mood to argue with him. He only had a couple more days until he had to go back to the psychiatric hospital and since he didn't get to kill Jocelyn...I guess I'll let him get his hands dirty and kill Quanie. At the same time...I didn't want my little brother fighting my battles for me. I wanted to get Quanie's ass myself and let him know that I am not the one to be fucked with. "It's settled! I'll handle Quanie, you handle that arm!" He patted his hand down on my wound, making me groan out in pain, as I jumped up and punched him in the chest.
"STOP FUCKING PLAYING!" I shouted. Moments later, the nurse and two security guards came into the room and she pointed directly at Jude.
"That's the man! He isn't allowed back here and now he's harassing this patient!" She said.
"How am I harassing my own brother, Carol? Please...tell me." I laughed a little, only because her name wasn't Carol at all. It was Janice or something in that nature.
