Smoke my dope

knee brace

I got out the car and used the key to open the door and turned the silent security alarm off. I walked though the house taking big breaths before spoting a picture of me and Gazzy in his livingroom. I picked it up.

Gazzy was standing behind me holding my waist, he was looking down at me while i laughed at something. My arms were raised around his neck from behind.
We were both in matching Gucci track pants. I also had a gucci bikini top on while gazzy was bare chested.

I remember that day. We had gone to long beach with Omar and Kerr, both of them got wasted and we had to stay at a hotel for the night.

I burst into tears. I felt like i had let Gazzy down. Never in my life did i think a sensual kiss would be so fucking harmfull to my life. Trippie was a grade a wanker for making me feel like this. I hated that all of this had happened. I knew that Gazzy would probably leave me for this.

Just as i was about to drift off on the livingroom floor holding the picture of me and Gazzy to my chest, crying my eyes out i heard noises up stairs. I woke up instaintly. I stood up and went straight to the kitchen. I went under the sink and got Gazzys metal baceball bat he always keeps there. The noises were getting louder and i was freaking out. I couldnt stop crying more now, trying my hardest not to be loud.

"Hello?" I asked creeping up stairs. I heard a crash and something in the spare room. I went to push the door open but it swong open. I saw the shadow and the gun and I swung my bat and it connected with the basterds leg makin him fall in agony. I kicked the gun away and shouted at the intruder.

It took me a whole minuet to realise that it was Omar. He yelled in pain as i gasped and kneeled beside him.

"Shit Purp im so sorry i didnt know you were here." I said helping him up.

"Dios maldita hermana" he hissed. "tienes un swing sobre ti" he said as i helped him on the bed. (God damn it sis, you got some swing on you)

"lo siento, i didnt know you were here" i said. (Im sorry)

"igual que aquí, i thought you were with Kerr?" He said.

"I thought you were with Gazzy" i said back.

"I was, i got a show in LA tomorrow and came back for now. Have you been crying?" He asked me. i sighed.

"Its nothing. Allergies" i said brushing him off. He started pulling his trousers down. Hissinb the wholw time.

"Help me?" He asked. I stepped back.

"Excuse me?" I said.

"I think you broke my leg Zen, help me please" he cried as the fabric of his jenes rubbed against his leg.

I rolled my eyes and pulled his jeans slowly from his feet, as soon as i saw his knee i hissed. It was swolen really bad and all purple already. "Shit Omar you need a hospital" i said.

"Can you drive me, i cant drive like this" he said. I shook my head,

"ive been drinking" i said. I pulled my phone out and called one of my most used numbers. 3 rings and the call was answered.

"Zen its late, you ok?" He answered quickly.

"Im fine but Omars not. Are you still in LA?" I asked.

"Yeah, where is he? Whats happened?" He asked.

"I broke his leg on accident, he needs to go to a hospital. Im too drunk to drive and his legs broken. I would never ususaly ask, but it looks grose as fuck bro" i said to him.

"I got you guys dont worry. Ill be like 10 minutes" Jah said as i heard suffling in the background.

"Thanks X i appreciate you man" i said.