No Such Thing as Love - Chapter 1 Part 4

Dre's POV

"3rica?3rica can you hear me?" The doctor was sayin'. She twitched her finger. "D- Dre." She said weakly. I was happy I was on her mind but it was the least of our worries."I'm right her baby I am not goin' nowhere." Her body relaxed and she drifted to sleep.
I step out for a lil bit to call LJ over on my walkie." Ey man the doctor said that she's ganna be ok but she kinda weak right now."

LJ's POV

"Iight man Imma hit you up after I do somthin' real quick." I answered." Yo LJ he's her dog." Kev said next to me. I smiled and got out the car. "Ey yo Trey!" I yelled. He looked up surprised and started runnin. I didn't even run after him cuz my boy's Rodney kill (silent kill) was on the side he was runnin'. "Where you goin punk?" S kill said pushin' Trey towards me. I punched him in the bac of the head.
"Nigga you can hit yo mom." I said and kicked him.
"Beat yo sistah." I knock him in the back of the head wit my gun.
"Even kill a hoe" I slapped him.
"But my sistah? Nigga hell no." I punched him and knocked him in the back of the head again.
He moaned and rolled in pain. "Get up bitch. Does it hurt?" I yelled. "Guess not bra cuz he beat yo sister." Rodney said. "oh yea, that's right." Rodney kill picked him up. After 10 minutes he was knocked out bleedin all over the place. They dropped him on the floor. "Shit!" I yelled. They all looked at me. "what?" Kevin asked. I smirked. "Punk ass nigga got blood on my new kicks." They looked at me for a second and started dyin'. "Nigga you crazy man."
"Ye now that this shits handled," I pointed to Trey's body. " I gotta go see my sistah.

Lilly's POV

"Ugh here's 3rica!?!" I said out loud. This is the 4th time I called her today. She told me to meet her here, some wifey she is. I'm over here at the mall bored and alone.
"Um excuse me but I noticed that no one's sittin' wit you." A deep voice said from behind me. I turned around. "What a sexy girl like you doin here my yourself.?" The stranger touched my face. "Uh hold up brutha , is that how you ganna talk to my girl?" My boo Dawon asked from behind him. " I no she sexy but nigga you even got no game so don't come here actin' like you can bag. I seen yo car nigga." The dude smiled and kissed my hand before walkin' away. There was a paper in my hand and I quickly slid it into my pocket.

"Baby have you heard from LJ or 3rica?" She betta have a real good excuse for not showin' up. "Nah that what I came over to talk to you about. I was talkin' to my cuzin Dre and he said he in the hospital." I looked at Dawon like he was crazy. "So?" I asked. "He's in the hospital cuz Trey beat the shit outta 3rica." He replied. My jaw dropped.
I grabbed his hand."then why we still here? Lets go!" And wit that we started run to his car