Free Grim: The Beginning by Glenna Maynard Page B

in his one nut.
    We start walking up my steps when Squirrel comes running out the door nearly knocking me over. He has the fear of God in his eyes and there is blood on his hands, instinctively I drop the gifts on the porch and grab him by his cut and pull my gun out and hold it to his head. "The fuck is going on?"  And then that's when it dawns me he isn't bleeding. "Red, baby, you in there?"
    Letting him go I run into the house to find Red laying in a pool of blood on the couch holding pictures. Blood is oozing from a wound in her stomach.
    Slim steps into the room with his own gun on Squirrel. "Get Skull now!" There isn't enough time for an ambulance with the amount of blood she is losing. Her color isn't good. Red is already pale by nature but I've seen enough people bleed out I know something is seriously wrong.  Skull is a veteran he served as a medvac  in his days in the army. He is my only option and there is no one I trust more to take care of my woman.
    "Red, answer me please, what happened? Did someone hurt you." Pulling her shirt up, there is a gaping hole in her side, looks like she's been stabbed.
    Her lips move, but her teeth are chattering, she's so cold. "Who did this," my head is resting on her stomach, holding a towel from the kitchen. My hair is becoming matted in the pictures, but I don't care. The only thing that matters right now is her and the baby. Tears are pouring so fast from my eyes I can't see straight. I nearly take Skull out when he tries to make me move from her. 
    It registers with me that he needs to get close to her, to help her.
    "Fuck, she's lost a lot of blood." I can hear Slim and Skull talking and working on her. I can't lose her. I am sitting with my back to the wall watching as the love of my life is slipping away from me.  My gun is pointed at Squirrel, motherfucker better not even fucking sneeze.
    "Grim, you gotta make a choice, she has lost too much blood, if I don't act now, you are going to lose them both. I've got to take the baby." I have never seen Skull or Slim cry and right now we are all in tears. I don't what the fuck to do, I can't lose Red, and I don't want to lose the only piece I will ever have of our love either.
    Crouching in the floor behind her head, I place a kiss on her lips, they are still so warm, so full of life, but I know she is gone and not coming back. "Do whatever you gotta do."
    I grab the blood stained pictures from the table. Gun in my hand, I take Squirrel out on the porch with me. All of my brothers are gathered on the porch.
    "Start talking motherfucker."
    "I..." he stammers.
    Cocking my gun and aiming it at his temple, "I said start talking motherfucker." Little bitch pisses his damn pants.
    "I fixed your truck, came to tell ya, found her like that was coming to get help." He sniffles and cries. I shove him over to Romeo. "Lying piece of shit, you all know he has been selling drugs for the fucking Devils Rejects."
    Looking through the bloody photos my heart sinks to the pits of hell, I didn't think it was possible to feel any lower than I do now. But seeing that motherfucker Benji is alive and breathing, raising Sarah, that shit don't sit right with me. That son of a bitch is suppose to be in the ground—not raising Red's daughter. These photos are stamped for one week ago. "Take him to the garage. Don't take your eyes off of him. He fucking killed her I know he did." I am interrupted by the crying of a baby, my baby girl.
    Walking back inside, I meet my daughter and I can't form the words to express the love that is in my heart for this little girl, but right now I am waging a war inside myself and I want to kill something or someone. "Give her to Foxie, I have some shit to take care of."
    "Okay brother," I watch Slim as he walks away holding the only thing keeping me from going completely off the rails.
    I kneel down by my woman, my heart. " Baby, please come back to me, you can't be gone. Don't you fucking give up on me. You promised