Chapter 15: marquise (trigga)

I awoke early in the morning to get ready to go and get out of this hospital man. Cause lord knows I hate hospitals just reminds me of how close I really was to death,as soon as I get up my nigga luck came in with a bag in his hand which Im guessing is my clothes to get ready to go in,aye wassup lucky luck,wassup nigga I brought You some clothes so go get ready so we can get the fuck out of here and I can let you know the info,i got out of bed grabbed the bag from him said good looks and went into the bathroom I look into the mirror and saw how terrible I looked my hair was everywhere my goatee was scraggly I I just needed to get myself back up to par.I changed in the clothes and got ready to go .ight bro I'm ready.ight bro let's go.we left and the nurse roll me out in a wheel chair you know protocol or some shit like that and I got up and we  got inside his car and I noticed I needed to call my pops to talk to him about went down and that's when I remembered that I ain't have my phone,aye bra the nurse ain't happen to have none of my belongings like my phone I said,nah not at all,dam bra I said.damn bro we gon have to get you a new one and you know the cops been asking question right bro.yea I heard bra I said but you talk to my pops yet i asked.yea I talk to boss man he said hell be down here soon I said ight and what about who saved my life what's the info on that I said he looked at me and then looked back at the road and said well I got everything you needa know except who shot you and who the fuck gunning for us we working on that  but as far as who saved you we got the address name and everything but first before we go pop up on this person you needa take a shower no offense and get a shave and start looking like trigga the nigga I know and not a hot damn mess.I looked at him and started laughing man whatever but yo bitch don't mind and with that we pulled up to my crib.