The Fall Of A Player. 19 (Mature readers Only!!)

--Inside The Mind Of Our Player--
"So I came across this strange ice globe in my dream last night. It was so cold and inside of it was this bright light like a burning fire or somethin'. Couldn't possibly mean somethin', nothin'. I get shivers some time when I'm alone, like I'm missing something. I get aches in my body from memories. I want that moment back, but its gone so I try to recreate it. It was a good enuogh excuse, everyone seemed happy. Jus made such a big deal outta somethin so small. Just sex right, erbody got somethin out of it. Drugs kill, cars kill, who the fuck gets to decide whats worse. Putting down sex, who gets that right I mean...everyone does it sooner or later. It's not right to take it, I'll admit that. That's just down right wrong, I mean thats as evil as you can get. Still...if its an equal decision...I don't get it. How's it escalate into this...how'd it become a hospital bed watching this. Their really going at it...nurses and security are breaking them up. I mean their fighting...over whether or not the other is a slut for sleeping with me...heh. Fuckin irony, what the hell is a slut? Why's it hurt...why is looking at Ashanti's eyes right now sting so much. I can't even see Rosalie, she's saying something in spanish...she's crying. Something about my eyes. Regresa a mi. Maybe not my eyes...I don't know spanish that well. She's definately crying. Ashanti's shedding a tear...feels like I'm crying. Like my whole inside is tearing up a storm, I can't breathe. Why's it hurt so bad?? Doesn't make sense...doesn't make any sense at all. How's it all come to this...how..."
The Player rolls over as his heart monitor starts going off.
"What the hell now!" ONe of the doctors runs over to the machine. Ashanti and Rosalie calm down. Rosalie looks at him then her.
"That boy, is a devil. He was my devil...but you. I don't know what you did to him, but you stole him. Let me tell you something, maybe you did me a favor, and fucked yourself. Cause he's your devil now..." Rosalie walks out escorted shortly by two guards. She curses at them in spanish and they stop following her.
"Baby...I thought we," Ashanti wipes her eyes and takes a breath. "I let myself fall for you after how we met...oh fuck. What's wrong with em, I should a known you was just a mirage. Your really just a big empty desert ain't you?"
"He's not up to talking right now. You wanna tell him how much you hate him do it some other time. We're busy here. You need to leave my hospital young lady, Guards," The doctor points the guards to her.
"I'm going, I'm going. Just tell him, I was for real. I really was. Just tell him for me," Ashanti walks out and the guards let her pass quietly. The doctor gets a needle from the nurse and puts it into The Players arm. The Player rolls his head over and stares at the door. Tears are coming from his eyes and he can't figure out why. It's not the poison, but he tells himself it is. He convinces himself its the poison until he passes out.
The following day Turk meets him outside to escort him home. He's made a recovery.
"Got a present for ya," Turk gets in the drivers seat as The Player gets in the passenger seat.
"D'you here from Ashanti today?" The Player sits in and puts his arm out the window as the car starts.
"Who? No. Look man, I'm telling you. You're gunna love this. Get your mind off of all that drama those dontors was talkin about. How you feel?" Turk looks at him.
"Like I haven't eaten in three days," The Player looks at him.
"Aight man, we'll hit up Checkers first. Sergio's been waitin to show this shit to you man," Turk smiles.
"I'm sure it'll make my day," The Player closes his eyes.
They drive, Turk wakes him up to eat, sometime pass and eventually they arrive off of OBT by some factory for tar. They park and Turk leads him inside. The missing kid who shot him with the BB gun is sitting inside tied to a chair busted up pretty bad. Turk is smiling and Sergio walks over looking real serious and hands The Player a gun. Chino is smoking a blunt.
"He tried take yours, I say, show him exactly what it feels like to be that close to death homie. It's all you," Serge takes a step back.
The Player stares hatefully at the kid. His body still a little tired but the food helping. He looks at Chino who offers the blunt. He waves it by and walks toward the kid.
"You guys mind givin me some time with him, say about an hour. Maybe come back with a bag or somethin'," The Player kneels down and looks into the kids eyes.
"He's all your player," Serge chuckles a little and nods as the other two follow him.
Chino stays behind and walk over to The Player real quick like. "Yo...I'm not sayin whose right and whose wrong you know. But whateva you do, just don't be anybody different aight," Chino puts his hand on his shoulder and runs off to Sergio and Turk in the car. The car starts and drives off.
"It's much too late for that. Cause of you kid...I think I just lost the only thing I ever really wanted. You know what dats like?" The Player fires the gun.
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The Fate of the kid and The Fall Of The Player.