*Guy*(Picture of Drey^^)
"Round two?" She was so damn fine yo. She wrapped her arms around my neck and leaned it to kiss me again. Then we heard a bang on the door.
"Got damnit. Just ignor it." I tried to get her to sit back down.
"Lemme just answer it real quick!" She argued. I sighed as she walked over the wood floor barefoot. She opened the door and all i heard was a loud ass gun shot. I hopped up, pulled my gun, and ran to the door firing at the all black Sedan pulling off.
"Shit!" She was lying on the floor with a bullet wound in her shoulder. I dialed 911.
"911 whats y--"
"My girlfriend just been shot send a fucking ambulance!!" I hung up and they were there in minutes.
They rushed her on a gourney into a room and saud she'd be fine. She just needed stitches. The police tried to question me but i wasnt with that shit. I just wanted to see Patience.
"What the fuck happened!?" True came busting in.
"I dont know man she went to answer thw front door and i hear a gun so off so i ran to the door and fired at a black Sedan. She was hit so i called the ambulance." My voice started cracking up and I was seconds from shedding some thug tears. I thought True would be mad. I shoudve chased after that motherfucking car. But he wasnt. He pulled me into a tight ass hug.
"Its good man calm down. Who ever did this is gonna pay. Put that on everything I love son." I felt the same way. Angry. Whoever did this im bashing their fucking face in.
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*Khi*
"Yo Will run plates on every all black Sedan in this fucking county. Find me a bullethole covered car ASAP." I clicked off. I had our tracker Will searching. Whoever did this must have a fucking death wish.
True wouldnt stop pacing back and forth, drey was on the verge of tears and indigo was comforting him, and Guy was crouched back against the wall on the floor with his face covered. I couldnt tell if he was crying or just furious, probably both.
Then Derrel busted in. He looked more angry than anyone. Big D dont play about his family, and Patience and True was like his kids yo.
"What Happened who did it where is she is she good?!" He said in a panick.
"D. She good just grazed we dont know who did it. When she gets outa here we gon ask her if she remembers any faces." True tells him. D pulled him into a hug. He was a bug guy, but not fat. And he was the coolest nicest man you will ever meet, or your worst nightmare.
"Aight lil G." He dapped him and walked over to Guy. Dude was a mess.
"Damion." Guy looked up. I guess he hadnt noticed that D was there cause he jumped up and whiped his face.
"Im so sorry. I shouldve been right beside her. I shouldve answered that door."
"I dont blame you man but i need you to straighten up. When baby girl gets out of here i need you on your A game. We going on a man hunt. I need you to be ready for that."
"Yes sir." They dapped and D came over to acknowledge me and drey and indigo.
"De'Andre straighten up man." He dapped him.
"Yes sir." We all viewed big D as a father. He been protecting us since diaper days.
Nurse Wendy came rushing out.
"Family of Jasmine P. Young?"
We all jumped up and followed her to Patiences room. She was laying in the tiny hospital bed. She didnt look scared or hurt, just bored as hell.
"When can i leave this small ass bed aint doing me right i need my california."
We all laughed except Guy. True and Big D walked over to her side.
"You good lil G? Thought i lost you for a sec. What i tell you about using the gotdamn peep hole?" She smiled.
"Bitch pleease thugs dont need peep holes. Shoulda had my piece ready thats my fault. I was, uh, distracted." She smiled to herself. Nasty ahh.
"How u holdin up baby girl?" Big D said.
"Im good D. Ready to get back at it so get me outa hereee."
"Ooo you play too much." Drey walked up. His face was red and he looked so hurt.
"Awe brother. You know i aint funna go out that easy." She said and kissed his cheek. This truely was a family.
I walked over and hugged her skinny ass. She had me scared too. I dont take deaths very well. Anybody can tell you. When my moms was killed i hunted down the nigga who did it, tortured him, chopped off his finger which had a big ass diamond ring on it, and had the ring put in my trophy case. After that the doctor told me i was diagnosed with mild depression. Anyway point is, i couldnt lose my lil sis.
Family First.
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*Guy*
They all talked a lil and then left the room to me and Patience.
"Guy wassup man u been quiet since you walked in here. Whats on ya mind?"
I walked over to her. Her. My girl. My everything now. This is my fault shes in this bed in the first place.
As if reading my mind, she said, "Nun of this is your fault. Today has been the best day ever."
"I shouldve been by you. I shouldve answered that fucking door." The tears started coming back.
"No. Do not blame yourself. Im not playing with you a lil ass bullet is not taking me down. I swear i aint going out like that. The doctor said im fine but im better than that. I got the Guy."
She really knows how to make a nigga feel good. I leaned over and pecked her lips. "My lil thug. I love you."
"I love you too."
"I swear to you we hunting down the mf that did this."
"Fasho."
We sat there for a minute quiet. She eventually drifted off to sleep. The doctor said she can be released in a few hours as long as she was careful to not put any pressure on her shoulder.
I left the room quietly. Shitin me. Once shes outta there its guns blazin. RNS.
