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THIRTY ONE

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𝖏𝖆𝖍𝖘𝖊𝖍 𝖔𝖓𝖋𝖗𝖔𝖞.
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"how are you feeling mr.onfroy?" the doctor stared at me, holding his clipboard.

i shrugged, playing with my fingers.

there was a big ass patch on the side of my head and i still don't know what happened.

stokeley won't tell me and i wanna punch him in his face. my mama won't tell me either.

"i guess your wondering what happened." mr.doctor said, setting down his clipboard.

i nodded my head, sitting up slowly.

fucking finally; some answers.

hallelujah everybody was in the hallway since the doctor told them to get the fuck up.

"basically, you got shot in the head. the bullet was lodged in your skull. your a very lucky man, mr.onfroy. you were on the edge of dying." the doctor explained.

who ugly duckling dirty dick bitchass shot me?

"the police are currently looking for the suspect, or suspects. so don't worry." she looked at me, and gave me a reassuring smile.

who wanted to kill me? the most beautiful human being on this earth.

ion fucking know but watch what happens when i get outta here.

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"how you feeling baby?" stoke smiled, stroking my chin lightly with his finger.

i give him a small thumbs up, laying back.

ion know why but i can't talk at all. it's hella painful to even open my mouth.

so nah. no talking for me.

there was a small knock on the door and stokeley called them in.

it's probably my mom.

the door opened and my injured ass felt the urge to get up and slap the fuck outta the nigga that was standing here in my face.

gazzy stood there, crossing his arms. a big ass smirk on his ugly monkey ass face.

"hey jah, baby how are you?"

- my pussy be burnin n' itchin, burnin n' itchin ..😘
i apologize for this short chapter. 💀