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Gunna in MM.

Tyrell had his arm over Gunna and Prodigy's shoulder as they carried him inside his crib. He didn't wanna stay at the bando or his god father's crib so he told them to take him to the other spot he had that everybody knew off. Pisto walked in with his walker. "Aight we gon place you on the couch for." Prodigy said.

It took him four days to get released from the hospital. The only thing that healed up on him was his face. "Careful." Gunna said as they sat him down. "Move Justice!" He heard his sister yell. "Kimani shut yo donkey lookin ass-" "Aye!" They moma yelled. "Shut the hell up, my baby ain't tryna hea y'all." She said.

"Tyrell baby, I'ma make you some of my famous stuffed lasagna that you love so much wit some cornbread, greens, some barbecued bake chicken." She said as she touched his shoulder. "I know you cravin for some food after bein in that hospital." He chuckled. "Thanks ma." He said as she kissed his cheek.

She walked back to the kitchen. "Y'all boys do me a favor and get them grocery's out the car." She said. "I'ma getchu the ice pack Ty." Kimani said as she walked into the kitchen as the boys walked out the house. Tyrell looked at the ceiling as he breathed in deeply. He looked down at his shirt. He wanted to take it off so bad now that he was in the house but he didn't want to look down and see the rib brace.

He hated how them muhfucka really jumped him and swore he was finna kill each and everyone of them on sight. Beside his broken ribs he had got shot there two, he had to change the bandage in a few hours. "Here." Kimani said as she came back with the ice packs. "Thanks." He said as he took it. He lifted his shirt up placing the ice pack on his ribs and sighed.

"You want anything else?" She asked. He shook his head. "Nah." He said. She nodded and walked off texting on her phone. He heard the boys laughing as they walked back in the house wit the groceries. "Shit ain't even funny." Prodigy said laughing. "How you let Leak beat yo ass in Basketball? Nigga suck."

Gunna said. "He crosses me up ova and ova again." Prodigy said. "I feel so many times my ass hurt." He watched them walk into the kitchen. Just as he closed his eyes his phone rung. He pulled it out his pocket and answered it. "Yo." He said. "Hey bro you straight?" Isriel asked. "Yeah ma, I just got back in the crib actually." He said. "That's good." She said.

"I was actually finna head over there I made you like three different types of cheese cakes." She said. He chuckled. "Three different cheesecakes?" He asked. "It was four but Luh and Way ain't one even then I made them like two each." He didn't even have to see her to know she was rolling her eyes. "Thanks baby.

But I ain't even at that crib, I'm at my house in Calumet Heights." He said. "Why you got two cribs?" She asked. "Cause the one you be at ain't nobody s'posed to know I got it." He said. "So you coming or what?" He asked. "Send me the address." She said. "Aight, by baby." He said. "Bye roach." She said as she hung up.

He laughed as he put his phone down the groaned at the pain in his ribs. "You good?" Prodigy asked. He nodded his head. "My shorty just called me a roach." He laughed again then stopped at the pain. He pushed himself up. "Lemme get ya walker." "Nah fam. I'on need that." He said as he walked to the bathroom.

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"Yo sho you like this nigga?" Washaun asked. "That he ain't playin you?" They we're driving around Calumet Heights looking for Tyrell's crib. "Yes, I'm sure Way." She said. "So y'all been fuckin around." "We didn't do that." She said gettin irritated. "My bad, y'all been layin up togetha fo like months and y'all serious?" Lamontae asked.