Chapter 10

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Malik POV

  I pulled up to the trap and reup'd. I bagged all the weed up and left to make plays. I was about finished , but I had a 10 bag left and it was already 3 PM. I wanted to be back by 3:30 the latest. This girl name Chelsea called for it so I drove over there. I pulled in the driveway and she came to the car.

After making the exchange , I pulled off. Getting to my crib the police was on almost every block. "Fuck !" I semi yelled closing the door behind me. I ran upstairs and put the money in my mattress. By this time they were banging on my door.

"Open up or we're coming in" I opened the door and they came towards me slamming me on the ground and cuffed me up. "Stop resisting!" The second one yelled. How am I resisting when he wasn't even the one cuffing me up. "Keep resisting I'll be forced to shoot!" I'm about to die I thought to myself , pushing those thought to the back of my head I tried to say my last prayers.

Before I could I heard the sound of the gun going off , twice. The two then began to argue. "I thought the safety was on!" He screamed as I bled out on the floor. "We're requesting backup on 647 Pine Dr. The perpetrator has been shot , I repeat the perpetrator has been shot" My last thoughts was Mai. I never wanted anything but for her to be happy.

Blessing's POV

We were still out with our parents. We'd all ordered our food and was waiting patiently. At the moment my dad and mom weren't listening to what we were saying, but instead arguing amongst themselves and right now my mother wasn't winning.

In the mist I received a phone call. "Excuse me" It was a state number so I answered.

Today 3:58 PM

"Hello?"
"Good afternoon, mam my name is Caroline Deans your friend Malik is currently in the hospital he has a bullet wound in his chest and back. Please get here immediately."

With that I hung up and rushed back to the table and started grabbing my things. "Well what was it ?" My mom had asked me. "Malik , I have to go to the hospital" I said panicking. " I'll drive." Breyale said grabbing Brandon and leaving money for just our drinks.

We jumped in and sped to the hospital. Lord please make sure he's okay watch over him and his family and guide us all down the right path. Everyone messes up , but this is how we get it right. We need you right now god this isn't his time please don't take him away from us and his loved ones. I prayed as we pulled into the parking lot.

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