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Chapter 12: Ride or Die

Stephen's P.O.V:

"Peanut!" I yelled. Peanut is my younger brother. He's 28 now.

"Long time no see, snitch." He says while pointing his gun at me. Stephanie and them are still hiding, but Kyron is in the closet right behind him.

"Why are you helping her?!" I asked.

"Bitch you sent me to jail for eight years, become famous and shit. You ain't send me nothing, not even a letter! Man fuck you!" He says while cocking his gun.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you." I said.

"Haha. I would do this even if my life didn't depend on it." He says. He was about to pull his trigger until Kyron jumped out of the closet, making him shoot his gun in a different direction. I looked down to see that he shot Jase.

"Bitch." I say. He shot again, and I grabbed the gun out of his hand with the bed sheet, and threw it out of the room. Whitney started to run to the door, but when she got to it Stephanie was already standing there with her sisters on each side.

"He shot my bestfriend!" Tierra yelled. She jumped on Whitney and started to throw blows left and right. Jewel grabbed the gun out of her back pocket and pointed it at Peanut. After about 30 seconds, they pulled her off Whitney and told her to call an ambulance. Once Tierra ran downstairs, Jewel gave the gun to me. Her and Stephanie started to pound on Whitney. I was so caught up in their mess because once I turned around, Kyron and Travis had Peanut by his throat on the wall.

"Let him go y'all. I got him." I say.

"No!" They screamed. "I could've lost somebody that's important to me." Kyron said with tears in his eyes looking at Stephanie.

"Yea. This little bitch could've took my heart." Travis says looking at Jewel. "Oh shit shit shit shit. They care for my babies!" I scream in my head.

"Ok then, do y'all." I say. They put him down and started to beat his ass. I looked back and seen Jase putting pressure on his wound.

"Stephanie and Jewel! Drag her downstairs to the front door." I stated. They did what I told them to do.

"Y'all do the same thing in about thirty seconds, and make my daughters' happy." With that, I picked up Jase and walked downstairs.

Tierra's P.O.V:

"911 what's your emergency." The operator says.

"There's been a shooting on 8765 Lincoln Lane. A guy named Peanut, and a girl named Whitney, tried to kill me and my two sisters. We stopped them with self defense, but they ended up shooting my friend in the process. We need an ambulance." I replied.

"Ok ma'am they will be there in five minutes." The operator says. There were loud booms and bangs coming from upstairs. Oh well, God don't like ugly. I looked up to see my daddy carrying Jase down the stairs. Then, the ambulance and police cars arrived. I checked Jase, and seen that Peanut shot him in his left leg.

"Stop checking me imma gangsta." He said lowly. I smiled and kissed his cheek. The people came and put Jase in the back of the ambulance, and I got in there with him.

"Imma be your ride or die kiddo." I say. He smiled and grabbed my hand. They strapped him in and shut the door, to the hospital we go.

Kyron's P.OV:

After we finished, we dragged Peanut downstairs and seen Whitney there too.

"We are going to need two more ambulances!" The police yelled. A paramedic came and checked Peanut's body.

"He is about 5'9", 165 pounds. He has two broken ribs, a busted lip, a broken nose, both eyes are swollen shut, and bruises all over." The paramedic said through the dispatcher. He looked at Whitney and did the same.

"She is about 5'4", 180 pounds. She has four broken ribs, a busted lip, a broken nose, bruises covering her throat, and a broken arm." The paramedic adds. After about 10 minutes, the other ambulances arrived. They strapped them down and took them to the hospital. I walked back in the house, and the police came in.

"May I ask you a few questions?" The police asked.

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