Poison

Introduction .

                                                                                  Jordyns P.O.V

i call myself going in on my day off , but i cant find enough strength to get out of bed . and the longer i lay here the slimmer my chances are of me actually going. but if i dont go im not doing nothing productive, i dont have any plans for the day either. fuck it , its my day off.

the sunlight has already managed to beam through my windows , and theres no running from it. i pull the covers up over my head , thanking god that helped the sun from being in my face . after a few moments of lying there i begin to doze off . i feel like im lacking in the sleep department , i love my job but it takes all my energy. the goal is to be retired by the age of thirty, seven more years. maybe an hour later i hear my phone ringing, i decide on not answering it and went back to sleep.

i hear it again , i continue to ignore it .

Thirty Minutes Later

"BANG! BANG! BANG!" yeah that shit woke me up forreal. i check the clock on my nightstand; 10:21 am .

"BANG! BANG!"this time i jump up out of bed. who the hell is banging on my door like that. this the shit i dont be on.

I grab the gulf club from under my bed and make my way down the hall to my front door.

"who is it" i yelled.

"JORDYN, ITS ME ! TRICKS SHOT" i could hear Chanels voice cracking. i swung open my door and i seriously cannot believe my eyes. Trick is lying in the arms of Mr.Morris .and chanel is standing there looking down at him.

" what the fuck happened" i threw the golf club and hit my knees immediately applying pressure to his low abdomen .

" we was on the back end and they started shooting, i was in the car and trick was outside the car talking to some of his homeboys, when they let them bitches out" Chanel Said.

"uhh Mr. Morris , do you think you can get him into my kitchen, on the floor "

he did as i asked while i ran getting my first aid kit and medical bag.

i lifted up his shirt seeing that they got him pretty decent but not enough to kill this man . i pulled out my tweezers and before digging for the bullet i poured some vodka over the hole. once the bullet was out i then begin to stitch him together. I repeated the same steps for his left arm . And his left leg . i cleaned up the excess blood then gave him something for the pain. i asked Mr.Morris to lay him in the guest bed room so that he could relax. i noticed Trick was going in and out of it, but me being a nurse i knew that i could monitor him and he'd be just fine in a couple days.

i had showered and chanel had cleaned up any mess that was made .

Mr. Morris, Chanel, and i were in the living room when she came out and said "thank you"

"anything for you sis dont sweat it,  but imma need you and Saanie to stay in the clear "

she kissed my cheek and i rubbed her stomach " Tetes waiting on you momma "

"no seriously, i cant wait til she gets here so i can spoil her rotten" Mr.Morris Said.

"Phor you already do , shorty got everything thanks to you , Trick, Renzo Mike & Ques"

we chuckled . so im assuming that Phor and Trick from the same hood , thats the only logical explanation to how they knew eachother and how Phor was now in my house. But i wonder how hes holding up due to the fact that he literally JUST lost his sister. if hes hurting on me you couldnt tell. this nigga was acting as if he was okay. i know even if i lost my weak ass sister id lose my shit . so i dont see how hes playing cool.

" you know when we have Gitts we do the most like they our child too"

i got up to go make sure Trick was straight and to make sure he wasnt bleeding out on my expensive ass sheets. i open the room door to see him just laying there. so i called his name to make sure homeboy didnt just go ghost on us . "mhmm" he whimpered. " you need something" i asked. " im fine thank you, i owe you big time" " you do" i laughed and made my way back to the living room Chanel was deep in her phone and Phor was on a  phone call. i just popped a squat right next to chanel.

"wheres Charr?"

"at home with the baby"

"ohh okay"

" Chacha" Phor said, i looked around like who the fuck is that . Chanel answered without looking up from her phone.

" im bout to go handle that real quick, dont go no where man. "

"who coming to get you "

"Ques"

"uhuhh just take Trick car , i dont want them seeing that nice ass pimped out car around here and somebody say some shit now they shooting my bitch house up" she reached in her pocket and pulled out the car keys and handed them to him . He grabbed them " ight ill be back" .

"Come lock this door" she got up and locked the door behind him.

She came back in the living room and grabbed my tv remote turning on youtube. I just let her do her thing . Then i hear a female giving birth "bitch is this all you watch" i looked at her . "Closer I get to my due date yeahh" she laughed. " you scared ?" She shook her head up and down. I told her she got this . " I know"

" soooo you seem to know a lot about Phor"
" yeah that's his cousin , he just got out of jail not to long ago" Jail ? ohh Babyy ii don't care for those . " oh iguess chilee, what about his sister, iknow she just passed away she came to St.Commons" Chanel instantly got a little emotional , but then she kinda got it together "her boyfriend stabbed her because she didn't wanna be with him anymore, she had a seven month old" DAMN! Okay her story keeps getting sadder and sadder . "Woww, what happened to the baby , how well did you know her ?" It was a silence . Then I realized my questions might be a little hard right now. "You don't have to answer if you don't want too"
She looked up "naww it's straight , the baby's with her mom , and we only hung out outside of family gatherings ;which is a lottt, a handful of times" Tricks family like to party and its because there's so many of them. "Poor thing , & where the boyfriend at now?" "Girl on the streets still"' say what, and ain't nobody touch him. "im surprised ain't nobody touched him yet" "bitch we don't see, better pray the police get him before somebody else do" so that's the difference between me and my homegirl I'm more reserved and hood and shes more out there and hood. " girl go check on your man" cause it's been a minute and I don't feel like getting up .