Chapter 12: diamond

run it up(Not Your Typical Hood Love Story)Words: 2251

I walk over to this mysterious man I know nothing about and with the kindness of my heart I just know I can't leave him there even if I wanted I just know I have to help him.  he looks pretty bad so I know he can't harm me I make it over to him I Bend down and feel for a pulse on his neck and its faint but its there I then unplug my ear phones to call 911 for help but as I'm ready to dial he puts his bloody hands on Me and I instantly jump scared out of my mind and I look down and notice he is trying to say something to me ,please pl pl please don't call 911 and after that he zones back out. At this point I'm panicking thinking in my head like nigga what you mean don't call 911 your dying. Okay sir well what should I do you have to let me help you what can I do what can I do i said in a rush and panic.He's not responding and I believe he is dead I then see the car and just know I have to get him to a hospital so I get in the once nice limousine that's riddled with bullet holes now and put his arm around my neck to lift him and he's pretty heavy and drag him in the back and just hope to god he's okay.I get in the drivers seat and give myself a pep talk because this is my first time driving by myself although I been getting lesson from miss kosh on the weekdays, okay dime you can do this you can do this I say I then put my foot on the pedal and hand on the driving stick and I'm  gone oh my god I'm driving I'm driving I say and then I finally pull up to the mercy hospital and rush inside the hospital screaming Help Help Help!!!! Please there's a man who's dying somebody any body. Then a white lady with a blonde Bob comes rushing toward me okay sweetie calm down where where.I grab her hand and rush outside and show her the man in the car she then calls for more help they pull out a gurney lift the man up and as they are rolling pass me the man touches my hand ion know what he was tryna say must be a thank you or something I just pray to god he is okay ion know why I hopes he okay I just feel as if he didn't deserve to get shot up like that,I'm now standing outside in a daze not know what to do not knowing if I should stay or go but I leave because my moms is probably worried,maybe I'll check on him tommorow I say.