𝙲 𝚑 𝚒 - 𝚃 𝚘 𝚠 𝚗

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𝗟𝗲𝗼𝗻 (𝗗𝗶𝗼𝗿) 𝗔𝗰𝗲 𝗝𝗲𝗳𝗳𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗼𝗻 || 𝗖𝗵𝗶𝗰𝗮𝗴𝗼, 𝗜𝗟
𝘀𝘄𝗶𝗽𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗽𝗹𝗮𝘆 𝘀𝗼𝗻𝗴^...

I rushed to pick up Egypt so fast as everyone ran out and up to Michelle's car, "Come on bruh shit!" I yelled as she realised she didnt have her keys. I placed Egypt on the ground and kept pumping against her chest with my hands as Michelle ran inside. Everything was like it was going in slow motion, I caught a glimpse of Duval in the window staring down at us and I looked back at Egypt.

Kyrstal wouldnt stop crying and Boozie went to help Michelle. "Stop crying and blow air in ha damn mouth or sumn!" I yelled at Kyrstal and she quickly kneeled down but they already came back out with the keys. We rushed inside her car and Boozie drove. As he speeded down the road I wouldn't stop doing CPR, "I can't let you die Egypt, I just cant.."

"Stop Dior thats too hard, you're gonna kill her!" Kyrstal cried, "Shut the fuck up..." I mumbled and tried going lighter but I was too overwhelmed and angry at Egypt for pulling this shit—when she knows she's the only one I got. Boozie swung the car door open when we got to the hospital and I carried Egypt inside as Krystal followed.

"Aye! We need somebody!" Boozie called when we busted through the doors, "What's wrong with her? Is she injured?" A nurse asked frantically as they placed Egypt onto a stretch, "She tried drowning her self.." I answered and rushed along with them. "Ok sweetie stay alive for me. Can you hear me?" They repeatedly told her, they ended up leaving me as they rushed away with Egypt into another section of the Hospital.

I walked slowly back to the waiting room and sat with Kyrstal and Boozie. We sat there for hours and we were only told that they are trying their best to keep Egypt alive. I got up as I heard those words and left, not even going into Michelle's car. I decided to walk home I was too pissed to go home with them.
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I finally got home to everyone in their rooms except Duval outside smoking as usual. I stood there staring at him, "What you want son?" He chuckled. "Some off about this nigga and imma find that shit out." "Don't call me that shit." I simply said and walked inside. I passed Duval's room but walked back and inside it. I looked around and went through his bag of bullshit.

It was filled with all sorts of shit until I came across a documents that said someone else's name: "Floyd Eugene Marshall" I skimmed the papers and realized they were divorce papers between Floyd and a woman named "Julia Ramírez" "Now why the hell would he have somebody else divorce papers.." I took a picture of it and turned around to find Duval in the door way with a knife.

"What hell you doin in my shit boy.." He said and I looked him up and down, like him having a knife gone fuckin scare me. "Put that knife down you ain gone stab shit hoe ass nigga." I said. "Why you in my shit you the feds or sumn?" He asked getting close. I didn't have time to answer before he swung the knife towards the lower part of my stomach.

I gripped his hand hard preventing him from stabbing me and shoved him back pulling out my glock. "Fuck out my way and we ain gone have no problems.." I said aiming it at his face, "Fo I have this gat come over there and break yo shit. You know damn well how I rock..." He stared me down and slowly moved out the way letting me out. I picked up his knife as I left and kept my eyes on his sneaky ass.
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Its been two days since we brought Egypt to the hospital. All I know now is that she slipped into a coma and they don't know how long she will be in it. I went home after school and decided to do more searching. I searched up "Floyd Eugene Marshall" and found Duval's mugshots on there. "Huh.." I read that he was a sex offender charged with rape.