ᴍᴀʏ 7ᴛʜ, 2021
★ 𝐌𝐈𝐊𝐄𝐘 𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐑 𝐖𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐆𝐓𝐎𝐍 ★
10:10 am.
I was awoken by banging at my Dorm door, I huffed throwing the cover off of me, sliding my feet into my Yeezy slides and made my way to the front door.
" Wakey wakey eggs and mf bacon bitch." My teammate deon said shoving A McDonald's bag in my chest.
" The fuck you banging on the door at 10 in the mornin' like you the fucking swat." I said irritably grabbing the McDonald's bag.
His eyes grew big, and he held his nose." Hurry up and eat that shit so u can brush them teeth, that morning breathe evaporated my nostril hair." He fanned his nose, I sent him a death glare.
11:41 am.
" And I know you're no good for me, but girl you look so good to meeeeee, i don't need another broken heart or a sleepless night, God please guide me right, she look like the girl of my dreamssss." I sung as I stepped into the shower.
" Nigga shut yo' ass up, you not M03." Deon yelled, making me look at my imaginary camera.
" This nigga said Mo3."
I began washing my body with Dove soap, all of sudden it started sounding like 8 niggas taking furniture out my crib.
Paranoid, I turned off the shower and paused my music, just standing there listening. I don't know why everytime I get in the shower It sound like mfkas breaking in.
Finishing my hygiene, I flicked off the bathroom light, grabbing my gym bag." Nigga that's rod wave not M03, just cause they both fat singing niggas don't mean shit."
" Aye, tread lightly don't do Rodarius." He sideyed me, making shake my head.
" Coach said you one of the best on the team, so play yo best tonight." Deon said as we made our way down the hall.
I nodded, tapping through peoples stories. When I watched AJ story his birthday count down had ended, he was finally 18. I sent him an " happy birthday " text before locking my phone.
4:21 pm.
" Come on." I rushed Nirah who was debating between Jordan's or some slides." Just pick the slides."
" Fine." She mugged me, dropping the shoes and sliding them on her feet." Ain't gotta be rude about it."
" You indecisive." I nudged her forehead." It wasn't that hard to pick a shoe."
" It does! I gotta make sure I look good and well put together." She rolled her eyes grabbing her purse. I mugged her cause who you tryna look good for?
6:21 pm
" Alright, boys y'all better kick some ass out there! Our first game show them what we bout." We all parted ways and I made my way to the bench making sure my shoes was tied.
" And aye Mikey, who that girl you walked in with?" Deon asked adjusting his jersey." Her ass fine."
Even though me and Nirah isn't together, I just didn't want anybody else to take her from me, when the time is right, I'll make her mine.
A mug began to form on my face.
" Nevermind." He spoke quickly." You ready for this game?"
★ 𝐀𝐉 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐘 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐓𝐄 ★
8:30 pm.
I pulled into the GP gas station, it was full of scatpacks. The hood niggas out as usual.
I got out the car, making eye contact with a few dudes, I swore their faces look familiar. As I entered into the gas station I swore I heard somebody say that's him.
I made eye contact with a darkskin nigga, I had flashbacks from the time on Chicago, I glanced down at the gun on the side of his hip.
I shrugged walking to the chip section grabbing me a bag of hot crunch kurls, and i went to freezer grabbing me an Arizona tea, I'm glad they only a dollar.
Something told me to look over my shoulder, and I made eye contact with the same darkskin dude I made eye contact with a few minutes ago, he was with the other two dudes from outside, they all had their guns visible.
I noticed them whispering and staring at me, I waved it off making my way to the cash register and paid for my items.
" $6.10 is your total." The cashier spoke and I handed him a crisp $10 bill ' Ching ' The cash register sounded as he opened it handing me $3.90 and my receipt to me.
I thanked him making my way out the gas station, I looked back and saw that the three dudes was also exiting out the gas station.
I was halfway to my car until my body jerked back from the bullets piercing through my chest, real close to my shoulder. Twenty shots went off, my body dropped, and I gasped for air feeling my pockets for my phone blood gushed out, and the pain was unbearable, it felt like somebody was kicking my rib cage non-stop and was smashing my lungs with a sledge hammer, it became harder to breathe. I grasped for air one more time, my hearing became distinct, and my vision started to fade. My body began relaxing as I grew more tired, it was so hard to keep my eyelids open, they were so heavy until I closed them.