Ain't no hitta like the one I got: part one (8 page)

BOOK: Ain't no hitta like the one I got: part one
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Is this the end?

Willemena

I heard gun fire, but just like any of woman I am sure, you wish that it was happening somewhere far away from the ones that you love. But the banging on the front door told me otherwise, God please let Paper be safe; I silently prayed as I laid the baby down on the bed and answered the door.

“Someone shot Paper,” one of his boys told me hysterically, “We already called an ambulance and they are on their way.”

“Is he dead, God please don’t let him be dead!” I yelled franticly getting my baby and holding her closely to me, she started to cry because she heard me scream.

“No, he was breathing when I was last checked, look I gotta go, here is his phone and stuff, I am going to the hospital with him.”

After I closed the door, I went and sat back down on the bed with the baby and started to cry, not just a regular cry, but one with my whole heart and soul. “Lord, if you could just let him live, I promise that I will be a better person, and help people more, I will even start going to church. I love him lord, please don’t take Paper away from me and my daughter”, I prayed aloud.

I looked down at my innocent baby, and I kissed her forehead and wiped the tears that had fallen from my eyes and onto her forehead. Just then, I got a text on my phone and I rushed and picked it up. It was from Tiffany, the girl that Paper used to fuck with. The text said, “Who shot ya man?” and it was followed by a whole bunch of smiley faces.

I responded back, “Nobody scared of you or the sorry ass nigga that you got to pull the trigger. I know you didn’t do it because you are a scary ass bitch that hides behind a phone, if I knew where you lived at, guarantee, I would come and beat dat ass.”

“Bitch you ain’t say nothing but a word, “ Tiffany texted back, “1290 Rutherland drive, long island, NY 11510, now what’s good?”

The bitch fell right into my trap; little did she know she had just signed her own death certificate.

To be continued…….

Coming soon, “Ain’t no nigga” Part two

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