Chapter 4

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*Chance P.O.V*

Damn, it's fucked up how Shawty friend told all her business like that but honestly fuck all that, Chai beautiful asf. Everything about her screamed one of a kind. I don't know why I chased her like that. I don't ever do that behind a woman and all the hoes i had, none of these bitches could ever see that side of me but it's something about her. Watching her and her homegirl pull off kind of made my heart drop, what if she don't hit me up. Nah, I'll run into her again.

Me: Let me know when y'all make it in, be safe ma. And Tell Shawty don't go shooting shit up 😂😂

I took my phone out and shot her a quick text.

"Wuddup Bro, you star struck? Tender Ass nigga" my homeboy said sneaking up on me.

"I might be" I mumbled to myself.

"Nigga whaat? You just meet that broad"

"Man I'm not trying to hear that, it's something about her man, I know a real one when I see it bro bro, I been in the game too long" I told him.

"Hell nah, she damaged man. You just heard her friend expose her. I know after all that, she fucked up man" he said sparking up a blunt.

"Nah, that doesn't mean shit. I can go to a junk yard and pick the most fucked up vehicle on that yard and with time, patience and fixing it, I can have that bitch running brand new!" I said.

"Nigga what the fuck you talking about? Where you getting at bro"

"What I'm saying is, even though she might be damaged if I just be patient, take my time, I can rebuild her and show her how a real man suppose to do it" I said.

"So you gonna give up your hoe ways for her?"

"Change the whole number, fuck you mean." I said laughing hitting the blunt reading a message i just received.

Chai❤️😩- ok. Thanks again Chance.

"Yeah you like her" he said realizing I was smiling from a thank you text Chai sent.

"Fuck you" I said laughing.

"Fuck" he mumbled under his breath.

"What's up" I said now looking at him with an eyebrow raised realizing him looking at something in his phone.

"We gotta get to the hospital, the trap got robbed and your bro got hit" he said running to the car with me following behind him.

My heart was racing, my lil brother is all I have. I raised him while trying to raise myself. That's the only blood I got man. Why the fuck was he at the trap anyways? I'm not one of them big brothers to be trying to show my lil bro how to flip a brick, he gonna finish college and he gonna be something in life. I'm not handing him over the business if something happens to me. He gonna be something in life I don't give a fuck what it is, as long as he not a druggie, flunky or alcoholic.

We made it to the hospital in under 20 minutes, it's been a while since I prayed, I honestly don't believe in that God shit everybody be talking about. How can I? I've never seen him before. But rn, I needed that nigga more than ever.

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