His Girl

His Girl

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"No no no no ."I chanted calling 911 and running as fast as my fata$$ could do. "You Pendejo ,what were you thinking ?" Nearly screaming not out of anger but fear. Fear that I'll lose the guy that been there since the beginning. Bleeding out on the pavement of the alley way from a gun wound. "You would think I would hear praises for savin your life ,but nah you call me a dumba**." He chuckled. Don't know how he laughin in this moment "No I'm not praising you. Why because you got shot. I'd rather me than you be shot " I said "Well to bad Ma if there was a chance I'll do it all over agin and again. I pray to God that I will never see the day you get shot or hurt ." He said seriously. Then the water works. "Don't say that bro. I'm not playin and if you die I don't know what I'll do I promise you that. So you better not die." I cried out As I said that I hear he breath shallow out. And when that happened my heart dropped.Praying that the ambulance get here in time befor he dies. "I love you Baby. Don't let me get in the way of you dreams even if I make it or not don't ." He says And when he said that his eyes close. And i know my heart stopped as well as his.
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