Shorty Is In Love with a Real One 4 by Shvonne Latrice

Author:Shvonne Latrice [Latrice, Shvonne]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-07-18T22:00:00+00:00

Some hours later…

I opened my eyes, and like clockwork, the pain shot through me. I felt it everywhere, even down in my feet. At first I thought I was dead, but I recognized the room I was in. This was where my crew and I went whenever we needed to recover. Wiping my eyes, I spotted Tasmine lying in the extra bed knocked out, looking like sleeping beauty or some shit. Everything she did, she looked beautiful doing it.

“You okay?” I heard a voice, and when I looked I saw Whitney, the nurse I had test Violet’s son the second time.

Not feeling like I could talk, I just shook my head no. My throat felt scratchy, and that’s when I realized I had tubes in my mouth. Whitney carefully removed them, and then poured me a few glasses of water, which I gulped down.

“Want me to let Oden and Truman in?”

“Yes, but tell them to be quiet. I don’t wanna wake my baby up,” I replied in a raspy tone before wincing in pain.

“Of course, Mr. Nickerson. I will bring your dinner as well.”

Whitney left out, and then returned carrying a tray of food. Oden and Truman were behind her, and they both came and sat next to my bed as Whitney placed the tray of food in front of me. I inhaled the smell of the lemon herb baked chicken, mashed potatoes, and broccoli, before saying a prayer and digging in.

“I will give you guys some time,” Whitney left.

“I see you still eat like a nigga in jail, so you must be feeling better already,” Truman taunted me like always, prompting Oden to chuckle.

“Nigga, fuck you. Twig looking ass nigga,” I spat jokingly, as I devoured the good ass meal.

“He’s gotta be strong for the next batch of baby mamas that are gonna be coming his way. The Baby Mama Apocalypse,” Oden added as he and Truman burst into laughter. “You need to be in the Guinness Book of World Records for most paternity tests done my nigga.”

All three of us chortled in unison.

“This nigga everybody’s daddy,” Truman laughed.

We ragged on one another for some time like we always did, but then the room got serious. I knew they were gonna tell me something regarding my shooting. I was angry and confused, so I was ready.

“Marie was behind the shit. She’s pissed about what we did to Billz, even though she was still trying to fuck Truman after his death,” Oden explained.

“Yeah, and Roone was working with her.”

“He was?” I bucked my eyes and Truman nodded. “I always wondered why that nigga decided to turn on you. She must have promised him that drug empire.”

Roone had been trying to convince us to take over the drug game and combine it with our vehicle shit, but we didn’t fuck with that. We knew how to flip cars and that’s what we were sticking to. Wasn’t our fault he couldn’t catch on like Lloyd.

“She sure did,” Oden confirmed.

“How y’all find this out?” I quizzed.

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