A Cincinnati love story 3: Welcome to Nasty Nati by Sherri Marie

A Cincinnati love story 3: Welcome to Nasty Nati by Sherri Marie

Author:Sherri Marie [Marie, Sherri]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Sherri Marie
Published: 2020-05-03T20:00:00+00:00


Tae

I sat up in the hospital bed in pain. The doctor told me that I had been in a coma for a couple of weeks, and I was happy to be alive. I glanced over to my right, only to see my boy Don sitting in the chair. We had been cool since middle school, and he was more like a brother to me. Blood couldn’t make us closer.

“I’m glad to see you up, my G. I been here every day making sure you were good.”

“That’s what’s up.”

“How King doing?” I asked as I reached for the cup of water the doctor gave me.

Don dropped his head then looked at me “Not good at all. He’s still on life support. The doctor is waiting for you to decide to pull the plug or not. You the next of kin since y’all parents are dead.”

Although me and King didn’t see eye to eye, I felt bad that my brother was in this situation. Now it was my decision if he lived or died. Honestly, I couldn’t see myself taking my brother’s life. I would rather let him live on life support while praying that he pulled through sooner or later.

“Have you been checking on my father’s empire?”

“That’s another thing. Word on the streets is Killa’s father, Vegas, took over your father’s empire and took most of his workers.”

“What the fuck you mean he took over my father’s empire? How the fuck that happen?”

“I don’t know, but he took all his products and his workers.”

I laughed because these motherfuckers must think I’m pussy or something. These niggas killed my father and left me and my brother for dead, then had the nerve to take over my father’s empire. They must have thought they couldn’t be touched I laughed at the thought. This was the type of shit I did to niggas, not the type shit that happened to me. Every fucking dime that’s in my father’s empire belonged to me and my brother, and I didn’t care what the fuck I had to do to get it back.

“Tell all my A-1 niggas I want Vegas dead. I got fifty thousand for whoever do it.”

“What about Killa?”

“Nah, I want him to myself.” I snatched the IV out my arm and all the small electrode patches they had on my arm, chest, and legs.

The doctor and the nurses rushed in.

“Sir, you cannot leave.”

“Man, I’m grown as hell. Don’t tell what the fuck I can do,” I said as I held the back of my gown.

I grabbed the hospital pajama pants and went in the bathroom to put them on. After I slid on my shoes, I told Don to come on.

“Sir,” the doctor called out as she trailed behind me. “It is not safe for you to leave the hospital. You haven’t had the proper treatment.”

I ignored the doctor and got on the elevator then told Don to take me to King’s room. When we walked into the room, I almost broke down upon seeing my brother hooked up to all those tubes.



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