☸ MR AND MRS FAMOUS ☸
⏩ EPISODE TWENTY SEVEN⏪
⭕ CALVIN MCQUEEN ⭕
I tried to get on my feet but I couldn't. Have to hold on to something for support before I could stand on my feet.
Why did she suddenly develop so much hate for me to the extent she shot me.
I grunt and slowly walked towards the door. If there's something I believe in.
Its not yet my time to die and when its not yet my time I can't die yet.
I got to my car and held on to the steering with blood stained hands.
My vision was slowly getting blurry and I needed to stay focus and get the bullet outta me.
It took so much energy to start the engine and was gently driving.
I just have to get home, .
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I pulled up at the gate of my mansion and got outta car and limped to the entrance
The password was my birthday and it opened automatically. I managed to stay strong and got into the mansion.
I took the elevator upstairs to my room and tore up the blood stained shirt.
Needed to get this shit outta my system. I could feel it pressing against my rib.
Going to the hospital would raise unexpected suspicion.
I dragged myself to the bathroom and brought out all what I needed to the bullet out. Took a pallet knife and slowly open the bullet wound trying to get it out.
"Fuck!!!!" I groan in pain as I forcefully took it out.
The bleeding won't stop it only got worst.
I opened the tequila on the bathroom shelf and gulp down a large quantity before splashing it on the surface of the injury.
I growled like a wounded lion. This shit hurts like hell.
I injected myself with dope so I won't feel the pain.
Stayed in the bathroom for a while before walking back to the bedroom and bandaged the wound.
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Thank God you are save
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