Lonley ( a Shy Glizzy urban fiction)

The rotten apple

JJ

"Tim . Come on bro. "
"Alright nigga "

I hung up, I was talking to to bone about this lean he was selling. He wanted me to help him sell it, well more like keep watch.

We arrived in his bmw. "This the place?" I asked him. " Yeah they're right there" he told me as he pointed to a alley.

I got up , out his car. "You know we gotta have the gat nigga " he told me , tossing a glock 19, on my seat.

"Yea man.. we need to stop this shit dog. Derrick rich. We eating. We good" I told him "Nigga this extra cheese, the fuck you mean?" He asked.

T bone was always the greedy one of us and he was the youngest of us three... Three brothers. Ha yeah.

So I cocked the gun back. While Tim, and I walked to the deal. It was 5 guys, in baggy t-shirts. "You got the bands" he asked the buyer.

"You got the drank" he asked Tim. I got kinda nervous. I never sold lean. Always weed. But it's a different ball game. "Nigga stop fucking playing " t bone demanded.

"Chill t " I told him. The short Mexican buyer began to laugh. "I like your friend. He's smart" He told T bone. I then thought about the guards around the Mexican dude.

They looked up to something. "T let's go , fuck this deal." I told him. "Do you have my cash motherfucker! " T bone asked with anger.

The Mexican got in T bones face then. I had gripped my glock. I glanced at the guards to see one of them pulling out a Mac 11.

"Tim! Get down nigga!" I yelled. He then looked quickly and jumped over the Hood of his car. The bullets flew fast.

"Aw come on guys we were having fun" the Mexican said jokingly.

I stared him in the eye behind his car. "Nigga you done selling drank or anything.." I yelled over the bullets.

"Fine.. fuck!" He yelled. As we ducked from the close shots. He then shot back at the guards. I was sweating bullets. I peeked my head out to see them shooting for his tires.

I drew my glock and fired multiple shots at the Mexican gang. "Lets get the fuck outta here , jose is shot!" I heard one of the gang members say.

Then I ducked to see t bone shot. He was shot in his chest. He was barley breathing. I held his chest as I saw one of my best friends , grasp for life.

I threw the guns on a roof top and got t bone in his car. I drove as fast as I could to the nearest hospital. "Breath bro, breathe" I told him.

He nodded barley. He spit out some blood. I then got him into a hospital. "I need a fucking doctor! " I yelled as I held his wound.

"You going to be cool bro, i love you man " I told him. He grabbed me and hugged me tightly one last time as he was dragged into a room on a bed roller.

I sat in the waiting room. I called Derrick. " Where the fuck!? Shit he on vacation! " I said out loud. As people started to stare.

"Fuck y'all looking at?.. huh?! " I asked in anger. I then grabbed a soda from the machine that was in the cafeteria.

I walked to the waiting room as I sat there..for hours. I dozed off in the rough ass chair.

"Let it go Jermaine!" A voice said. I then said nothing and got on my dirt bike and left the voice. I heard gunshots. I kept going though.

I then got hit by a big brick wall, that wasn't there at first. "What do you want from me! " I yelled. As I noticed I was punching a building.

My hands were bleeding. I felt a lot of wind. I looked down and saw the bottom of New York. I was on the emipre state building.

I yelled "Why!?" And then I felt a huge finger poke me. "Leave" I heard the voice say. I looked up to see the statue of liberty lady walking away.

I jumped off the building. As I was going to hit the grown. I woke up in the hospital room.

"What the fuck? " I say to myself. As I got up and realized it was a dream . I then saw a doctor bust through the doors. "Your friend is dead! Fucking dead." The doctor said.

My eyes got really wide. "What the hell!" I broke down. "Man what the fuck!" I yelled. I then noticed, nobody was in the waiting room except me and the doctor.

"You'll be fine" the doctor told me. He then took off his doctors mask. It was Derrick. I yelled as he began to laugh.

I then felt someone else poke me. "Sir wake up" a voice told me. I opened my eyes. It was someone that worked in the lobby. " ma'am How long have I been sleep?" I asked.

" Well , 8 hours" she told me. I was amazed and asked about Tim. She told me I could come back tomorrow, but for now they couldn't let me see him.

I then went home. As I rolled a blunt. I was Over thinking like a bitch.. man I pray my mans come home. I then grabbed my laptop and began to mix a beat up.

But my mind cleared a bit. I hit my swisher hard. Blowing out the smoke. "This niggas all I got left" I said to myself finishing the beat.