Chapter Six Continued

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Thirty Minutes Later

East

Someone start calling my phone, and I answers it.

"What man? I'm driving." Getting irritated.

"Yo, it's me. We found Ace.... he's bleeding man. Look like he got stabbed a couple times."

"Send me the address. I'm coming."

My dude sent me the address and i speed there. I left the engine on as I got out, looking at him.

"What the fuck happened, Ace?"

"I don't know, East. I came here to make the drop and I did it then I got stabbed and robbed by the dude in a black mask. Nigga stole the money I made from the drop. A goddamn shame. I needed that fucking money. That was for me." 

"Did he say anything?"

"No."

"Damn." I mumbled as I lifted him up and put his arm on my neck, dragging him slowly to the car. 

"I'm taking you to the hospital."

"No, don't. You know how that place make me feel."

I stops and looks at him like he done lost his mind.

"You needa go to the hospital. I'm not gonna let you sit here and bleed the fuck out."

"No.. no hospitals." Ace's breathing was labored. "Take me to my girl's house. She's a nurse."

"No disrespect to yo girl.. but you need a damn doctor."

"No. My girl can sew my shit up. Gonna hurt like hell, but I'll manage."

"Damn, Ace.. you sho thats what you wanna do."

"Yes, take me home." He told me, barely keep his eyes opened.

"Keep yo eyes opened. You ain't dying today."

I took off my jacket, letting my men take him in the backseat.

"Put my jacket on his wounds to stop the bleeding."

He did what I told him then I starts driving fast to his house, and we carefully got him out.

"Fuck!" Ace hissed in pain. "This shit hurts like a muthafucka." He lowly chuckled. "My girl gonna give me a mouth full. I really don't wanna hear her mouth tonight."

"That why I wanted you to go to hospital. Yo girl's mouth is reckless as hell."

"Tell me about it."

I knock on the door, waiting for Ace's girl to open the door.

"Oh my god!" Her eyes widened as her mouth dropped. "What happened?!"

"He got stabbed. Told me to take him to you."

I passes him to her and watches her put him on the chair and give him a cloth to put pressure on the wound then walks to the door to meet me.

"You sure you can handle it cause I can take his stubborn ass to the hospital." I chuckled at her trying to lightened the mood.

"He's my man, ain't he?" Giving me an attitudinal look.

This bitch.

"You got it, ma. Text me to let me know that he okay."

She gives me a nod then closes the door. I walks to the car and sees my men in the back and one in the front. As I got in the car, one my men said something.

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