BABY G.
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CHICAGO, ILLINOIS
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THIRD PERSON
Keyz ran outside seeing the girls gone but their blood still was there.
Keyz didn't know who's was which and felt himself tear up.
The people was walking away from the scene as the police and other paramedics lingered.
"Yo, Yo!" Keyz yelled rushing towards the police and paramedic. "My girl—She got hit. Where tf they take them?"
Bubba ran behind him and froze.
His eyes widened at the blood puddles... "Oh shit."
He seen Keyz running to his car and went after him.
Keyz hopped in and started it up, Bubba did the same but Keyz didn't pay him no mind.
His mind was on making sure his girl and her friend was good.
Keyz sped down the streets thinking of how the shit happened.
"A black SUV. Sound like a set up..." He whispered and Bubba heard him.
He never seen Keyz so distressed since his folks died.
Bubba sighed, "It was, fasho."
Keyz glanced at him.
"That bitch Dre." Keyz laughed dryly.
Bubba smirked at him knowing the old Loc was coming back.
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Dior was laid unconscious on a hospital bed, a bandage wrapped around her head and a few bandages on her face from the cuts they had to stitch up.
Wires and machines was hooked up to her and Cia.
Keyz walked into the room the two shared and got a glance at Dior and almost turned around.
He let out a shaky breath and continued to walk near her.
Bubba followed closing the door behind him, he looked over at Cia body and shook his head.
He wanted to make that girl his the minute he saw her.
Keyz dragged the chair over to her bedside and sat down inside of it.
