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Aftershock 7"Oh my God get a doctor out here quick!!" yelled a civilian who had seen Darel push Sasha out of the car and sped off. "This young lady has been shot!! HELP PLEASE!!" Sasha had lost alot of blood on the way to the hospital with a gunshot wound to her stomach. She was still unconscious and at this point had stopped breathing. As the doctors rushed to her aid, the nurses began administering CPR. "WE NEED THE CRASH CART HER HEART HAS STOPPED!! NOW!" With Grady Hospital being the worst hospital in Atlanta, some of their equipment was a bit antique and it took at while to get the crash cart to work at first. "CLEAR!" no response. "CLEAR!" still flatlined. "CLEAR!" nothing. The staff began to administer regular CPR and that's when Sasha began to cough up blood . She didn't know where she was or what had happened. She felt like she was living in an outer body experience. A nurse was constantly asking her what her name was, but she couldn't speak. The only thing that she could think about was her unborn child. "My baby." She whispered. "She's trying to say something! What is your name?!" The nurse stated again. "My baby." Sasha muttered again. "Are you pregnant?" asked the nurse. "My baby." Sasha managed to say one last time before she lost consciousness again. The doctors rushed her to O.R. for an emergency C-section. Although Sasha was only 8 weeks pregnant, she would die if they didn't remove the fetus in time. As the doctor slowly removed the fetus he was remorsed at what he saw. Apparently the bullet had pierced through Sasha's uterus and through the baby's head. ***
As Darel pulled up into the Holiday Inn, he rode around a couple of times before he spotted the Michael's Range Rover parked out back in the cut. He approached with caution because he was afraid of what he might find. As he pulled up he noticed that the driver's side window was shattered. "Nawl mayn, please don't let this be what i'm thinking" he said aloud. He parked at at distance, he didn't want to scare Michael. As he approached the vehicle he could hear Michael crying. "Mike? You alright mayne?" Michael couldn't kill himself even though his world was falling apart. When he pulled the trigger he had aimed the gun at the window instead and spared his own life. He wept like a little kid that had lost his dog. "How could you do this to me Darel? My kids yo?! I loved em with ma heart dawg and you da father?! What da fuck man?! Then you been fuckin my girl on da side too?! What da fuck you introduce me to da hoe fa if you was gone be fuckin ha too?!" Darel could see the hurt in Michael's eyes. He wanted to give him answers to everything, but the state of mind that Michael was in at this moment, those answers would just have to wait. Michael was still unaware that Sasha was pregnant with another kid that wasn't his.Darel could smell the liquior rolling off Michael's breath as he spoke. "Mike let me take you home, you've been through enough". "NIGGA IM NOT GOIN NOWHERE WIT YOU! WHAT DA FUCK YOU TAKE ME FOR A PUNK BITCH LIKE YO STUPID ASS?! NIGGA YOU GOT ME TWISTED FOLK LIKE REAL TALK! I SWEAR ON EVERYTHING I LOVE IF YOU DON'T GET THE FUCK OUTTA MY FACE I PROMISE YOU I WON'T MISS THIS TIME, SPEAKIN OF WHICH, I HOPE THAT NASTY HOE DEAD." yelled an angry Michael clutching his gun. Darel knew that his cousin meant business at this point. He began to back away. He didn't want to be responsible for 2 deaths in the same day. "Aight mayne, i'll let you be. If you need me you know where to find me." Darel got in his car and left. He had to find a way to check on Sasha without letting the staff know that it was he who dropped her off. He didn't want to do it way the way that he did by pushing her out of the car, but he didn't want to get caught up in this drama. He decided that he would wait a couple of days. Before he could get on the highway good, he was rammed from behind. "WHAT DA.." Before he could get the words out of his mouth he was rammed from behind again this time almost making him lose control. He looked in the rearview mirror and noticed the black Range Rover headed for him again, and the only thing that he could see was the evil in his cousin's eyes...
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