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Beat It My Version-Part2
WOW, thanks for all the votes for the last part guys! I'm really glad you liked it. So, here is the next part to "Beat It My Version". XD -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I can't believe Michael got shot in the back. I held up my night gown running to him. I got to him and knelt down to his level. The blood stain was showing through his blue shirt. I lefted up his jacket in the back. Everyone was still fighting. I'm surprised I made it to Michael unharmed. I lefted up his shirt and saw his wound was bleeding real badly. I ripped some of my nightgown off and placed it over Michael's wound. I heard him grunt...good, he's still alive. Me: Michael...Mike...you okay? Michael: I'm fine...you need to get away from here, Vivian. Me: I'm not leaving you like this. And there's nothing you say that will make me do it. Michael: V...this is-(trying to get up) AH!(falls back due to the pain) Me: Don't get up stupid! (puts more pressure on his wound) I'm trying to stop the bleeding and I need to put pressure, so I would love it if you would not move! Michael: (groaning) fine... Me: goo- Before I could say good, I heard a click like a gun and looked up to see myself face-to-face with a barrel on a gun. My eyes grew wide. So this is how they say looking at a barrel of a gun. I gulped and got ready for whatever was gonna happen. ???: Well what do we have here? Michael: Trey...don't... Trey: (looks at me) Oh, Michael, is this your girlfriend? You dawg, she looks to young for you. But hey, I guess I could try her out too. Just gotta finish you off first (points the gun to Michael) Me: don't! (gets up and tries and take the gun from him) Trey: What the hell! Get off me! (trying to push me off) Me: I ain't letting yo ass hurt him! Trey: Big talk from a little kid! Some how he was able to push me down. My head hit the pavment. I grabbed the back of my head and before Trey had time to pull the tigger on the gun, I heard a fire shot in the air. Everyone turned around and saw Officer Malik with his force. Malik: What do we have here? Trey, didn't you learn this before? Trey: Hey, don't be on my case old man. Malik: (sees Michael) I see you got the wrost end of the deal, eh Jackson? Me: (gets up) Leave Micahel alone, Malik! He needs help! Malik: I thought your Aunt said not to hand around this boy? Me: He's hurt! Get him some help! Malik don't think I won't take Trey's gun and shove it up your ass! Malik: Fine...I'll call the ambulence...(to Trey) as for you, come with me! Trey: Man, she just cussed you out and I get in trouble? Malik: (Grabs the back of his shirt) Don't agrue! Malik took care of Trey, and I went back to Michael and put pressure back on his wound. He gave a grunt again. He's alive, that's the only thing I'm glad about. After awhile of doing this, Michael started talking to me. Michael: That was really stupid, V. Me: Boy, I am trying to stop this blood from coming out of you before the ambulence gets here, so don't get me mad here. Michael: You could have gotten hurt, Vivian. Me: And what happened to you? Michael: That's not the point here, Vivian. Me: Okay, Michael. One, don't call me Vivian. Two, I was scared cause I saw you get flippin' shot! And Three, I'm trying to help because your my best friend Michael. Michael:........ Me: Michael... Michael:.... Me: Michael! Michael: (starts chuckling) Me: (whacks him on the back of the head) Don't freakin' do that to me! Michael: Sorry...I had to do it. Me: Well don't ever do it again! Michael: Fine, fine.... Me: Michael! Michael: (laughing) Me and him were like that till the ambulence came and got him. I told him I would be there to visit him in the morning. I watch the ambulence leave and started going back to my room. When I got there I saw... Aunt B... -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- To Be Continued
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