Ever fell in love with the wrong person at the wrong time for the absolutely wrong reasons? Wanting them to help you? Needing this person in your life so bad that you would do anything to keep them?
Being in love with the wrong person can be destr...
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Care & Cure Hospital
I honestly thought I was going to lose my bestfriend last night. Ocean not no bad person, she honestly takes care of everyone she knows. I mean everyone she fucking knows. But not just them, she takes care of their families.
She sent too many kids to colleges, pays to insurance and medical bills, she has bought homes, cars. Given money for whatever reason, she fucking have her kidney to Jesus brother two years ago. No question asked from her.
She gives people families vacations, bought graduation gifts, pays for partys. She donates to charities, feed homeless people, she hates and despises animals and twice a year she fucking donates two million dollars for charities for animals. All kids of fucking animals.
She ain't never hurt someone who haven't hurt her. I mean Jade but that's like not included. There isn't a nigga she considered a friend who can't come ask her for the shirt off her back, food out of her mouth or ten million and she says no.
"I'm sorry Bricks, I knew something was off when she gave me that money. If I knew what I would have called you" Brian said.
"Son, don't worry. I was on my way anyways. She gone be alright, just keep this between us. Alright."
"Man, you got it" he said; Brian is the type of nigga if you tell him something he will die before even think about saying.
"Yo what the fuck is going on?" Jesus walked up to us.
"I been calling you since like three am my nigga" I snapped.
"I was busy, is she alright?" He asked trying to go into the room.
"Stop she with her doctor."
"What the hell happened?" He asked looking down at his phone.
Ion even trust this nigga man.
"She got hurt" I said.
"Damn how?" He asked.
"She tripped on some glass at the crib" Brian lied.
"So, she in the mental part of the hospital?" He asked.
"Bitch. The fuck you talking to?" I slapped his phone out his hands.
"Bricks chill I'm only asking" he picked his phone up.
"Yeah, you been real funny lately. Look I got a problem in the DR. I need you to go down there pick up Queen shit and bring it back by Sunday. If you don't we gone have a problem, you feel me?" I asked.
