《But you're just my homie.|| dd osama x sugarhillddot》17.
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I woke up from a nap and checked the time, it was mad late. I seen that dd wasn't next to me anymore, he must've been in the kitchen cause I heard noise coming from over there. As soon as I stood up, pain rushed to my head, and I felt sick. I could feel throw up rushing to my throat and I ran to the bathroom. I must've had a hang over from last night.
Dd heard me and ran into the bathroom, "Aww, baby are you good?" He knelt down next to me and fixed my hair. "Yeah I'm good...I think I just have a hang over.", "My mom is here, I could tell her to give you some medicine, she's also cooking some food.", "No, No, don't tell her.", "Duh...I'll just tell her you have a stomach bug or something." He got up and walked to the kitchen.
My head hurts like fucking hell, I should go lay on the couch. I got up from the floor and held my head, and I walked into the kitchen.
Surprisingly Aria was here, when I saw her I smiled. "Ayo Aria, wsp babygirl." I gave her a hug, "Hey dotty!" She smiled, "Haven't seen you in a while...where you been?", "The day I got that text, I had left to another state for a while.", "Damn, and you didn't tell us?", "I guess I forgot.." she shrugged, "But now I see you and dd got a lil thing together." She giggled and looked between both of us, "Yup, you predicted it." I laughed, "I know I'm just that girl!".
"aww bebé, ¿qué te pasa?" DD's mom ran over to me and cupped my cheeks, "mami no es nada te lo prometo!" I sighed, "¡David dice que vomitaste! ¡Ven aquí, tómate una medicina!" She pulled me over by the cabinet, and she poured some medicine into a spoon and shoved it into my mouth. I mad a disgusted face, "That shit mad nasty." I said then covered my mouth quickly, Dd hit me on my arm and made a face at me, "hey cuida tu boca!" She looked over at me and pointed her finger, "Sorry Mami...".
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"The food is almost ready, go sit on the couch." Dd shoved me, "Ok Mr.Dad." I rolled my eyes.
My phone started ringing, it was Dudeylo. So I picked it up, "Hey wsp my heart, what you need?", "Yo bro, Edot is dead." He said. When he said that, it's like everything paused. "Yo what?..." I chuckled, not believing what he said. "I just got a call bro, Edot is dead." He yelled. "What the fuck are talking about bro?!" I stood up from the couch, "Nah bro you gots to be playing right now, what the fuck do you mean Edots dead?!" I yelled.
"What?!" Dd yelled, "What did you just say bro?" He ran over to me, "Dudeylo telling me that Edot died!", "That nigga just chattin," dd smacked his teeth, "We was just with bro how you telling me he's dead.." DD's face went straight. "Are you being fucking serious right now.." I could feel a lump in my throat, like I was about to start crying. "Why would I lie about shit like this?! I just got the news, he's dead." Dudey yelled.
"Nah bro..." I hung up the phone and immediately called Edot. I called about 4 times and he didn't answer, that's when I knew it was real, he would've answer by the second time.
I just started bawling, "Dd what the fuck..." I cried and pulled him into a hug. "What happened to Edot?!" Aria yelled and she joined in our hug. "Bro...we gotta go meet Dudey.." I sighed, Dd wasn't saying anything, he was just silent, like in shock.
No...no this can't be true. It hasn't even been four months since Notti died, no fucking way this is happening. No way Edot is fucking dead. I couldn't even feel anything, I was just in shock.
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"Dd let's go, we're going to meet up with Dudeylo.." He told me, "Ok...ok.." I grabbed my jacket and followed them.
We made it to were Dudeylo was hanging out, he was with Roscoe. "Dudeylo, what the hell is happening right now?!" I busted through the door yelling, I saw Roscoe stressing out on the couch, when I saw how he looked, I could tell that this was very serious. "We got the news, they found Edot in his apartment." Dudeylo sighed, "What happened...bro what happened to him." I started crying even more and just fell into dudeys arms.
We all fell into a group hug. "I think it's best if you don't know right now." He said, "Just tell us...please." I pleaded with him, "I'm not telling you, you don't need to be in a worse state.", "what the fuck bro...I can't believe this shit." I sniffled. I let go of the hug cause I wanted to comfort Dd the most, lord knows what he was going through.
I pulled him into a tighter hug, "It's gonna be okay baby." I whispered into his ear, "No it's not...nothing is gonna bring them back.", He was right, nothing was gonna bring Edot back. And nothing was gonna bring Notti back. "The best thing you could do is...I don't even know." I sighed, "I really don't wanna do this anymore." Dd looked me into my eyes.
"What do you mean by that." I gave him a sad look, "We keep losing all our brothers...I just don't wanna do this anymore." He sniffled, "No Dd, don't fucking think like that. I can't loose you bro, and y'know that.", "Maybe I'm just down right now...but-." I cut him off, "Yes, your just sad. And there's no but, you not going no where. You gonna be right by my side." I gave him a kiss. "I just can't believe this shit yo." He put his head on my chest.
"Cmon Dudey just tell us!" Aria yelled, "Y'all really wanna know? He killed himself bro, they found him in his apartment when I self inflicted gunshot to the head." He explained, "Oh shit." Aria paused, Hearing that just made me break down more, I had to take a seat. "Why would you say that much bro..." Dd complained, "You wanted to know! Now y'all know, see this is why I didn't wanna tell y'all this."
Memories just started flowing in my brain, all the times we hung out, argued, he let me use his car, all the jokes he made. Just thinking that there would be no more of that...it made me go crazy. He was such a genuine person, he was like my older brother,
The whole rest of the night we stayed at Dudeylo's, looking at old videos and pictures, talking about memories, and just crying.
We might have lost one of us tonight, but at least we still had some of us.
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Had to make this chapter a lil emotional.
Rest in paradise Edot ❤️🕊️. E4E we won't forget you ‼️
New book also in progress, stay tuned 😉.
And I'm also sticking with my long chapters, how I'm gonna be famous if I don't put in the work 🤷🏽♀️.
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