Club Lust (Urban)

Club Lust (Urban)

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" Hospital" she said. I told her I was on my way and hung up. I rushed to put on my hoodie and grabbed my keys to my Chrysler 200. Speeding to the hospital I rushed in. Rushing to the front desk I asked about her and they leaded me in her direction. She was a mess. She still had her club dress on and her make up was smeared everywhere. " I got here as soon as I could. Why are you here?" I asked her. "They shot him. They shot Jeremiah. And it's all YOUR FAULT!! " She screamed at me. "Hey whoa. Whoa whoa whoa. How the hell is it my fault?" how did I get her boyfriend shot? It's not like I initiated the shooting cause I didn't. I wasn't even there that long. "Because of you. We were looking for you in the club and somebody started shooting and boom he gets shot. It hit a vital organ and now he's in a coma. It's all your fault! If you would've just been there we wouldn't have been searching and he would've got shot. Just began you can't find love doesn't mean that I can't."
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