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desi jimenez
i heard someone knock on the door as i laid on the couch. before i was able to answer the door myself, i heard it unlock and open. "OH MY GOD, ZAH." i gasped. i heard dd get up and run to the living room.
"yeah, i missed you." zahir smiled at me. i gave him a really tight hug and sighed. i thought back to everything i saw in his room, at his dad's house. "i know you went there.." he spoke up.
"what the fuck is wrong with you zahir?!" dd cursed at zah. "im minding the business that pays me, try it." zah laughed. "oh really? nigga, you getting paid to deal drugs." dd retorted.
"this why i aint wanna come to you about it." zahir mumbled. "who the fuck you think you is?" dd pushed him. "i'm just doing what i need to do to get by." zah shrugged.
"you know i have money, i'm always willing to give you some." i spoke up. "nah." he sighed. "can i get my phone back?" he asked us. "uhh sure." i said as i got up and walked to my room.
i grabbed it from my nightstand and walked back out to hand it to him. as i sat down beside him, i remembered the note he wrote on his phone. "zahir, where did you do it?" i asked him. my nose started burning and i felt my eyes start getting dry.
"what do you mean?" he asked me. "i read that note on your phone. where?" i asked him as i placed my hand on his locs. it took him a minute to answer, but he sighed and got up. "come here." he said.
he pulled me to my room shared with dd. "where?" i whispered. he lifted up his hoodie and tank to reveal several scars on his stomach. i widened my eyes in shock and gasped.
"i know. i'm sorry." he said as he covered them with his hoodie again. i gave him a hug and cried on his shoulder. "you read it all?" he mumbled. "yes, zahir." i sighed. i let go of him and we both walked back out to the living room, where dd was.
"what niggas were saying that shit?" dd spoke up. "you read it too, dd?" zahir asked him. "yeah, who." dd sighed. "some doa niggas i think." zahir shrugged. "i'ma fucking kill them niggas." dd mumbled.
"why haven't you been going to school, zah?" i asked him. "it's been a struggle trying to balance both. "okay, and how does your dad feel about that?" i asked him. "he left." zah sighed.
"what you mean?" i scrunched up my face. "i dont know, he just up and left." zah shrugged. "don't try to protect me, zahir. i got myself." dd said. "last question, where were you at?" i asked him.
"they didn't let me come home for two months straight." zahir explained. "alright, tell me who these niggas are." dd raised his voice. "i think it's like meeleezy and xdot." zahir said trying to remember the names.
"alright cool, i'ma head out real quick." dd said to us as he made a phone call and walked out the door. "he a trip, aint he?" i joked. "yeah.." he started laughing.
"you know you gonna have to move in right?" i side eyed him. "mhm. sure." he continued to laugh. "kenai had the baby." i looked over at him. "I MISSED IT BROOO." he got mad.
"yeah, want me to take you over there?" i asked him. "sureee." he said with an excited tone. i got up from the couch and grabbed the keys from the dining room table. he followed me out the door and i unlocked the car.
i got inside and so did zahir, i inserted the key and adjusted my seat, because dd drive it previously. "lemme connect my phone." zahir asked. i nodded and turned on the bluetooth to the car.
shorty after he connected his phone, and played πππ. πππππ by ππππππππ ππππππππ. "you playing--" i started, before zahir spoke over me, "YUPP." he cheered.
after not seeing him for almost three months, we still got along and clicked. "WHEREEE, IS MRS. RIGHTT" i started singing. "I GOTTA FINDDD, HER HERRR." he rapped along.
"WHERE IS MRS. RIGHT? I GOTTA SEE HER" he continued. "TRAVEL ALL ACROSS THE WORLD JUST TO MEET HER." i rapped. the song continued playing and we were bopping our heads.
"what they name the baby?" he asked me. i turned down the music to answer him. "destinee amore jimenez." i said. he nodded his head and turned up the music.
"PRODIGY, ZAH, RAY RAY, AND PRINCETON WE ON. SO BABY COME ON." zahir sung. "now why you replace roc with yo ugly ass." i laughed. "felt like it." he shrugged.
"shit, i need some gas." i said as i pulled over to a gas station. i got out of the car and went inside to pay cash, cause it's cheaper. "$30 on pump.. 3." i said as i quickly looked outside.
the cashier nodded and typed into his machine. i nodded my head and walked back out. i walked to the pump i was on and started to pump the gas.
i heard tires squeaking and them there was a loud banging noise, making my eyes ring. i turned around to observe my surroundings and saw the glass in my car had shattered.
"yo, what the hell." i said as i opened my car door. i looked in the passenger seat and saw zahir. his hand covering the blood on his hoodie. "ZAHIR. WHAT HAPPENED? WHAT HAPPENED? SAY SOMETHING." i said as i shook his body.
i moved the arm covering the blood and saw a bullet wound. "FUCK.." i said as i punched the steering wheel, causing it to honk. i got out of the car and took out the pump from the tank, and got into the car, immediately starting it.
i rushed to the nearest hospital and called them to the car. they came out with a stretcher and took him. "please, let me come." i begged the nurses and doctor. "i do apologize, but we cannot allow you in the operating room at this time." the nurses apologized to me.
i nodded my head and waited in the waiting room. "ma'am, i'm afraid to say it, but you're bleeding too." the woman at the front desk informed me. i looked at the side of my arm and saw blood dripping.
"oh my god." i gasped. i felt myself going in and out, before i just passed out.
desi jimenez
πnew york, new york
i woke up and was immediately greeted by the bright lights of the room. "doctor. doctor. she's awake now." dd said in a raspy voice. "man shut the fuck up." i sucked my teeth.
i groaned as i sat up and looked at dd, darrian, and damiir. "why yall here? and how yall get here so fast?" i questioned them. "they called... and it's only been like six hours." damiir shrugged.
i nodded my head and played with my hands. "why my whole body hurt, all i did was get shot in my arm." i scrunched up my face. "uhh.." dd said as he looked around the room. "they said they had to perform another surgery on you." dd added.
"davi, why is your arm wrapped up?" i asked him as i looked at the cloth around his arm and upper back. "man, i got shot fooling around with them doa niggas." dd sighed. "wait, you said another surgery?" i asked him, just realizing what he said.
"we'll step out, it's cool." darrian said as he grabbed damiir. they both walked out the room leaving it to be me and dd. "bae, they said you had a miscarriage." dd rubbed my shoulder.
"why you ain't tell me you was pregnant..?" he sighed. "davi, i wasn't pregnant, bring me them papers." i pointed to the papers sitting on the chair.
he grabbed them and handed them to me. i read the papers and saw the surgery they performed. "BOY THAT SAYS A HEMORRAGE." i yelled at him. "same thing." he mumbled. "no.." i sighed.
"whats up with zahir?" i asked him. "he's in a coma." dd stated. i got goosebumps and i bit my inner cheek. "he's gonna be straight, that kid a straight up g." dd smiled.
i nodded my head and then laid it down. "i'm a little tired, i'ma go to sleep." i yawned. "alright cool. i'm chilling over here." dd said as he sat down in the chair beside me. i hope zahir is gonna be okay.
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