Chapter 2

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A U G U S T

I woke up,brush my teeth & washed my face,put on my all black Adidas sweatsuit & grab my gun & hid it in my pants & pulled my shirt over it.

I walked downstairs,wrote a note on the refrigerator to Naomi & I made her breakfast.

I hurried up & grab my keys & ran out the house.

I drove to the warehouse,just in case y'all didn't know,yes I'm a drug dealer.

I walked in & my boss,Ty was countin money.

"Sup August" Ty said

"Wassup bruh" I said

"Where the FUCK YOU BEEN I'VE LOOKIN FA YO' ASS!!!!" Ty said yellin

"Ty,I've been having a lotta shit on my mind that it been takin time for me to come to work,Naomi ass wanna think-"

"Now,ion ask fa a story,now I need you & Derrick to make a stop for me real quick" Ty said as Derrick came over & dapped me up.

"What typpa stop you talkin bout?" Derrick said

"Go to 56th & Nickson's Ave. it's some nigga name Brian that owe me my money & ain't Neva give it to me" Ty said.

"Ard,cool!!" I said

Derrick was gettin his stuff & he said he'll meet me there.

I was walkin to my car when I blacked out.

POW!!!

POW!!!

POW!!!

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Who do y'all think shot August?

Will he recover at the hospital?

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