DEUCE'S POV
"Who was the nigga from last night?" I asked Blue.
Nigga took off, and we ain't have time to check'em. They ain't wanna talk bout it, so we dropped it. Figured I'd bring it up now.
"I don't know. His name was ...Kyle? I think." She paused, thinking about him.
"He was real scary like. Kept touching up on me." She said, with a mug.
I stood there, tryna see if I knew a nigga name Kyle. I looked over at Zel and Boon, and they shrugged.
"Next time, we comin' wit y'all wea eva y'all go." Zel said.
"Why?"
"Cause, we said so." I said, lookin at her then turnin my head.
"Fine."
LATER AT THE WAREHOUSE
"We gotta meet up with sum people ina hour." I said standing at the front on the black room.
"So Big Bird, you lock up g."
I went out to the front and saw the new chick working fa us. Zel seemed to be feelin' that, but I was gone mess wit her a little.
"Wassup, ma?" I said leaning over the table, lickin' my lips.
"Nun. What's up?" she said back wit a lil attitude.
"Dead that attitude sht. Wassup tho? You wanna go out sum time?" I said rubbin' on her arm a lil, while lookin' at Zel come in the room. She kept quiet but smiled, countin' money.
I walked away smirkin' at Zel. Not waiting for an answer, cause I only did it in purpose.
"Punk ass. I should beat tf outta you" Zel said, getting in the car.
"yea aite nigga."
We waited until Boon finally came out, with this big ass SpongeBob ice cream bar. "This nigga."
HOUR LATER
"Wea' they at man? I'm hungry!" Zel fussed, looking around the empty parkin' lot.
"Text Blue, tell her to cook sum."
I got out my phone, ready to text her, until a black tinted window truck pulled up. We all stood from the car, ready to make this exchange.
Niggas was takin' to long and wasn't movin' fast enough. They wasn't even getting out the truck. Sum seemed off so I looked at Zel and Boon. Both looked unbothered.
The truck started to take off, and the back window rolled down. I heard sounds of guns ringin' off, and then the next thing I kno Boon was callin' me.
"Deuce! Deuce! You good bruh?" Boon said. I looked over at Zel with low eyes, watchin' him shoot. Boon's words and the gun sounds startin' fadin away, next thing' I kno I was out.
BLUE'S POV
It was going on 1 a.m., and I was hungry. I figured I'd get me a late-night snack, before heading back to bed. I was getting me some gummy bears, until I saw something outside.
Here I was in the kitchen, panicking. I screamed and grabbed a knife. I looked out the window, seeing nothing. I was scared, and I took off running towards Deuce's room. I opened the door, and he wasn't even there.
I ended up looking in the twins' rooms, and which nobody was there. I was here by myself. I became even more scared and went to lock myself in my room. I reached over and answered my ringing phone. Zel was callin' me.
"Hello?" I said, with panic in my voice.
"Blue. I'm comin' to get you. Wait, what's wrong?" He said sad like. "Look, Neva mind. Deuce got shot, so I'm comin to get you. Pack up sum fo him. I'll be thea' in 15."
In case I wasn't panicking before, I definitely was now. He got SHOT? Well, is he alright? Where is he hurting? My mind flooded with so many questions. Do I really care? Am I really bothered by this?
I rushed into Deuce's room, grabbing a bag out of his walk-in closet. I threw it on the bed, going into his drawers. I found condoms, girls underwear, and more condoms. I shook my head and found comfortable clothes I'd thought he'd wear. I grabbed his NIKE slides, and got all his hygiene stuff.
"This smell soooo good." I said smelling his cologne. I thought he might've wanted that. I figured I could think about good stuff, until I seen him.
15 minutes later, I heard the horn outside. I rushed outside, getting in the passenger seat. I asked Zel about how he was, and he didn't say much. He ducked and dodged cars until we finally reach the hospital. I said a silent prayer to myself and prayed that he was alright.
DEUCE'S POV
Waking up to all the light in the room, I put my arm over my eyes. Well, so I thought, until I groaned in pain. I looked over and down, to see bandages on my left shoulder. My shoulder was killin' me, and this sunlight was hurtin' my eyes.
"Can you close them?" I asked, whoeva was over beside my bed. I heard them get up, yawning and closed the blinds.
"Yeah, how are you feelin'? You need something?"
I opened my eyes, to see Blue standing over me with a warm smile. I shook my head no and smiled a little.
"Boon and Zel are down at the cafeteria, getting you something. Want some water?" She asked, grabbing the cup of water. She put the cup up to my mouth and helped me drink some. "Preciate it."
She smiled and nodded, sitting back into her seat. "How long I been here?"
"Well, two days. You were on plenty of meds, so you were sleep most of the day yesterday. The bullet got you pretty deep, but they were able to get it out. I'm glad you're up though, because dealing with the twins aint easy." She laughed a little.
I smiled small and tried to move some. My ass was getting' numb. "I'll help you."
BLUE'S POV
After getting Deuce situated, I sat in the seat and looked at him doze off. The doctors came in and gave him some more pain meds, since he was hurting a lot. I thought about the things that took place last night. While Deuce was on all of those meds, he was talking about a lot of things. Obviously, he didn't remember because he didn't say anything today.
I let my thoughts drift off to last night:
"My nigga Beigeeeeeeeee. Hey shawty. You so sexy with them glasses on. With them sexy ass lips maaaaaaa." Deuce woke up talking out his sleep. "Thank you." I smiled. "No thank you ma."
After an hour had passed, he woke up again. "Beigeeeeee, some niggas shot me. Tryna' steal my drugs and money from meeee. They shot a niggaaa." He words slurred. "What do you mean Deuce?"
"They shot meeee. Ima get'em back tho." He started closing his eyes. "Beigeeee, let me tell you a storyyyyy ma."
"I was younggg, and pops dieeedddd. Left a nigga. Moms came round most days, she was on that crackkkk." He chuckled a little. "left a nigga to take care of himself."
"Beige, she'd beat me. I left tho, I had too. I met my boysssssssss. Zellyyy and Boonie. They my NIGGASSSSSS ma." He said laughing, dragging his words.
These meds had to be strong for him to be telling me all this. "Deuce we can talk tomorrow. Get your rest." I said, covering him up. "Beige noooooo. Lemmeeee finish."
"I met them down the street from the cribbbbbb. Zel ain like me at first, but we had lots in common. We lost our fam. Now they my brothers." He said smiling with his eyes close. "We wanted money, so we gotttt in the drugggg game maaaa. Now we young bosses in the hood. I love my niggassssss."
It caught me off guard when he asked, "Beige be my girlfriend." He smiled, while his eyes kept opening & closing. "What about Mia?"
"The boss's daughter? Noooo, I don't want herrrrrr. I want you." His words started to become low. I turned away, then turned back when I heard low snores. I pulled up his covers, and laid a small kiss on his forehead. I went back to my seat, thinking about all he told me. A drug dealer?"
Snapping out my thoughts, the door opened.
"About time, y'all came back. What took y'all so long?" I asked the twins.
"He was tryna hook up with the grandma downstairs." Boon pointed at Zel. "She was a cute grandma tho with a fat ass."
I shook my head, and just watched the boys go back and forth. I turned back and watch Deuce sleep. All he's been through, he needed to rest for a while. Why would she hurt you Deuce? Why?