Street Love

It Was All A Dream

Marcus

"What the fuck do you want Lorso!" He laughed bitterly.

"I want a lot of things from you little bro but the only thing that's stopping me from getting it is the living breath that you breathe everyday. Now if I take that away things would be so much easier for me. Now we can do this the easy way or the hard way either way I'm going to get what's mine. So which one will it be?"

"Fuck you!" I spat at him

"I see you want to do this the hard way, but since I have better things to do I'm just going to shoot you and get it out the way." I closed my eyes and prepared to die.I heard a gun go off and opened one eye only to see I wasn't shot. If it wasn't me who was shot then who was it cause I know he didn't just kill himself. I easily unwrapped myself from the ropes. He can't tie a knot for shit.

"Marcus bruh are you good?" I turned around and saw Shaun.

"Damn nigga I thought you turned on me," we gave each other a brotherly hug.

"Nah b I'd never do that to you fam. I would never turn on my family."

"My nigga I thought you were dead,"

"Nah b I got 9 lives fuck you mean. But I need you to do some for me,"

"And what's that?"

"Wake up. Wake up. Wake up."

"NIGGA WAKE UP!" I jumped up out my seat. "Nigga you was gone bruh! Slob and shit running all out yo mouth!" Shaun said all on the floor laughing. I wiped the slob off my face and sat there confused. What the hell?

"Nigga I just had a dream like you turned on me and you and Lorso teamed up and you died and..."

"Shut up for a minute. All that did happen except me dying, but that happened almost two years ago. What's up Marc?" I just sat there processing all this. Why don't I remember all this? My thoughts were Interrupted by the ringing of my phone.

"Hello is this Marcus?"

"Depending on who's asking."

"This is the hospital that's holding your sister La-" I got up and grabbed my keys nodding at Shaun letting him know I was gone.

"Yea what about her? Is she ok?"

"That is not to be discussed over the phone. Just make sure you can get down here as soon as possible."

I hung up the phone and sped to the hospital praying to God she's ok.

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Alana

I got out of bed feeling a sharp pain in my head and I know it's because of me drinking a whole bottle of liquor last night. I can slowly feel myself turning into my auntie by drinking away all my problems. I need to get help before I drink my whole life away. I looked at the clock to see I only have 20 minutes to get to the hospital where I work part time or whenever I don't have a therapy session with my clients. I got my scrubs out the closet and got ready to take my shower. The hot water scorched my skin but it was very relaxing. I could feel all my worries gone and I felt everything being lifted away. I wish my life was stress free but sadly it's not. I got out the shower and put on my scrubs and threw my hair in a sloppy bun. I decided not to add no makeup and put on some pearl earrings.

****** At the hospital

"Sorry I'm late Mr. Goodstone I had a very stressful night." I shouldn't even be explaining myself to him. He stay eyeballin me like I'm a piece of meat and he's just straight up creepy, but he's my boss.