A nice girl, Zurian.
The meanest druglord, Bones.
Psychotic delusional preachers kid, Bryson.
What happens when she falls for both, not knowing anything about their hidden agenda against her?
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I was being choked to death and touched on by someone I...
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"I — I can-can't bre—breathe." I started to choke up.
"A-Aye Aye, anybody?! Hel—Somebody h—help me."
Ah, shit. My breathing is some shit right now.
After coming to, I was still laying here on the sidewalk by the drivers door of my car. I tried to reach for my phone but I think whoever did it, smashed it or kicked it too far away for my reach.
I was too scared to move.
I'm dying.
This is how I'm gone die.
And I didn't even get the chance to tell them goodbye.
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>The next day; hours later
"Zu." I looked at her.
"Zuri."
"Baby?" I furrowed my eyebrows.
She was just staring at the same spot for the longest time. She didn't really sleep that much, and when she did, all she could do was toss and turn.
I laid my hand on her cheek, and she jumped.
"You aite?" I watched her scrunch up her face.
"No, my head is killing me."
"I feel a little dizzy too." She sigh.
"Ima call Wright." I got up, and grabbed my phone.
"No, no. I'm fine." She said to me.
Na.
"Ima call anyway." I walked away but not too far from her. She blew out a breath like she couldn't believe I wasn't listening to her.
I can't let her get hurt, or feel it no more.
She'll just have to be mad.
"Yo. Wright?" I yelled in the phone since he answered.
"Bones?"
"Yo. She, she uh, got a headache or some shit. An-And, she feeling a lil dizzy. Tf that mean?" I huffed.
