Free Hated by Many, Loved by None 3 by Shan

was sure her and that muthafucka was working together and they would somehow lead me to my money. Rain was a fool if she thought I believed that bullshit ass story she fed me. I was sick of muthafuckas trying to play me and I’d had enough of the drama to last a lifetime. I was getting too old for shit like this.
    I should be settled with a bad ass chick on my arm and at least one child right now, but it seemed that all I was doing lately was fighting for my life. That was some shit that I just couldn’t understand. I know for a fact that I was good dude, so for the life of me, I didn’t know what the problem was.
    As soon as the SUV made it to the end of the block, I started to follow behind them, keeping a safe distance so that they wouldn’t notice me. They took the first right they came to. I sped a little to reach the stop sign to keep track of where they were going. I noticed that they took a left on the next street while I took the same right they’d taken before. Just I was about to hang the left turn, my cell phone vibrated in my lap. Grabbing the phone, I glanced at the Caller ID and saw that it was Jahzara calling me.
    I pressed the end button on the phone and sat it in the seat next to me. Just seeing her name pop up pushed my thoughts back to my fucked up love life. Knowing she was part of my misery, I didn’t even want to talk to her right now. As much as I cared about her, it would be hard for me to forget about everything that I’d gone through because of her.
    I would never be able to trust her and wondered if showing up at the hospital next week for her surgery was even a good idea. I didn ’t even want to give her false hopes knowing I was kinda iffy about the whole thing. She still had a place in my heart, but these females just weren’t acting right.
    I followed behind the SUV for about fifteen miles before they pulled into another neighborhood that wasn ’t quite as nice as the one we’d just left. The houses were older and there were a few niggas hanging on the block. Not having a pistol on me was a real big problem right now. I didn’t know anything about this area and didn’t want to put myself in a position where I was surrounded by a bunch a niggas that wouldn’t hesitate to kill a stranger. I decided to just park and watch.
    Turning the volume up on the stereo, I allowed the beat of the Rich Homie Quan ’s song to mellow me out as I grabbed my blunt from my jeans that I rolled at Rain’s friend house before she tried to shoot me. I glanced up at the SUV and noticed that they still hadn’t got out of the vehicle yet. I took a lighter and ran the flame across the cigar all the while keeping my eye on any movement that came from the SUV. I didn’t know if they were picking up somebody or dropping somebody off.
    I lit up my blunt and took a huge tug, holding the smoke in for a few seconds before I blew out a thick cloud. A few minutes later, a light-skinned guy with curly hair emerged from the house that the SUV was sitting in front of. He was carrying a black duffle on his shoulder with a cigarette hanging from his lip.
“Bingo, muthafucka,” I said knowing that was my shit.
17: Rain
     
    I sat in the backseat of the SUV that Ray threw me in wincing in pain. I couldn’t believe I was still fucking breathing after all this shit. I honestly couldn’t determine which part of my body was worse off. My head throbbed with discomfort from the many of knots that formed from me constantly bumping my head on the steps as I fell. My side from my broken ribs wasn’t getting any better and felt like one would pierce through my skin at any moment. Let’s not even talk about the gunshot wound in my right thigh and the calf muscle of my right leg. I was fucked up and I felt even worse.
    I tried to keep my whining down so that I could hear what wa s going on up ahead of me. Ray had made a stop in what looked like the neighborhood where Chino hustled in, but I couldn’t say for certain. I wanted