I searched the TV for something interesting to watch. Roc came in all red and flustered. I jumped up and ran towards him.
"Baby, oh, my God. Are you okay?!"
He nodded. "Yeah, bae, I'm good."
"Are you sure-"
He turned and hugged me. "I said I'm fine, Y/N. Stop worrying about me."
I shrugged. "Well, my fault for caring. Chinese food's on the counter."
Roc walked into the kitchen while I sat back on the couch. He just got back from another one of his runs. Yeah, he's a drug dealer. I deal with it, even though I'm always paranoid about him getting hurt. I really love him, I just don't want him to get hurt.
"Baby, where's the-"
A blast came from the front window. Gunshots came bulleting through the broken window. I ducked down, screaming loud. As the car sped away, I got up to see Roc still standing there, with blood running down his shirt in all places. He dropped down to the ground. I ran and grabbed him, screaming and crying for him to stay awake. The memories of him telling me to stop worrying just minutes ago came popping up. He choked on his blood while he stared at me. My tears mixes with his blood.
"Somebody call 911, please!!!! HELP!!!! HELP, PLEASE!!!!"
When I looked back down, his eyes were closed.
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