Chapter 6: Duke Gets both of us fukked up
So Me, Duke and my homie E went to this stab n jab called The Hideaways. After hour joint that don't close to whenever.
Now this place had Security that was, straight goons
. Like this they first job out after 20 years of weight lifting in the pen looking dudes.
I'm not really worried about them though, because I ain't looking for no action. I'm only there for them ratchets, cause you know Poppa love'em like that
.
So we kicking it with these thots that we met up in the spot, have a good time, getting fukked up
. The DJ was like they having a twerk off contest for some money. I can't remember how much.
So when the contest started, one of the thots we kicking wit goes up to get in the contest, she started twerking along with like 3 other chicks up towards the entrance.
I guess Duke didn't hear the announcement that it was a contest
, he goes up there and was tryna put his meat on that ass that was twerking
.
Like I said earlier that security was straight savages, they hemmed cuz up so quick, had him yoked up like Ted Dibiasse.
I couldn't let cuz get worked like that so I ran over and tried to swing on one of them. But I was drunk , I missed
.
I don't remember how dude got behind me but, this cock strong muthafukka threw me through the damn door. Luckily the door gave some or that shyt would have been painful as fukk.
So now im outside on the ground and skinned up a bit, another fat ass Security guard takles my ass as i'm trying to get up and got all his weight on me.
I'm on my back and before I get my bearings straight some other mothafukka sprays my ass dead in my eye.
It hadn't hit me yet, so i'm struggling to get this fat fukk off me, that other fukka spray's my ass again.
Finally, they let me up, and that shyt kicking in, im snotting all ova the place and shyt vision all blurry. E finally comes out after he got them to let go of Duke inside and see's me all fukked up and calmed that situation down too.
We leave, I'm skint up, eyes burning, anything that touch my eyes start burning, shyt is miserable.
E driving and trying to get to a gas station so we can try and wash the shyt out.
But the whole time, Duke is in the back yelling a E to "turn this muthafukka around, they can't do us like this". E telling him nah let it go, I guess Duke aint like the answer so he jumps out the moving car.
Now I can't see shyt, but from what E said "all he saw in the rearview was this nikka bounced twice and then laid out"
So now this nikka in the middle of the street damn near unconcious, I'm half blind and now I gotta get out and help get him into the car and shyt.
Get him in the car, he bleeding from his head, he talking but shyt aint making no sense. So E like we gotta take him to the hospital.
I know when we walked into that hospital we looked like three ragamuffins. The nurse lady looking at me like you need help too
.
Finally get him checked out and bandaged up and release him and told him to try to stay awake for 24 hrs. I Finally use the ER bathroom and started to wash my eyes (even though that shyt did not help).
We finally going home and its bout 5AM at this time, so we in the car nikkas tired, fukked up and shyt. Duke just blurts out "Man they got me bandaged up like I'm Picolo from Dragonball Z".
Me & E:
Sometimes you just gotta laugh at your L's.
"Ok cuz I'ma tell you the truth, I'm in New Jersey at that girl house"
. "So why you whispering anyway's?"
