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Eddie had been shot. Blood had seeped onto his Lakers jersey. The fact that the bullet came from a Clippers fan added insult to injury.
"##&!@!!!!*^@," proclaimed Eddie, "Nigga stole my bike!"
"You've got a lot more than your dual-wheeled riding contraption to worry about, Edward." Godfrey insisted.
"Yeah, man, your mom's pregnant with my child!" joked Tyrone.
Eddie scrunched up his face in pain. He was not impressed with Tyrone's inappropriately-timed humour.
"@*#& you, nigga, I'm hurt real bad and !!$#i" argued Eddie.
"We better take you to a mother#^##in' hospital, negro!" stated Charles whilst reaching for his car keys.
"Nah, man...I can't go to no hospital...the cops will get me, I'm still wanted, remember?" Eddie rebuttaled.
Charles placed his keys back in his zoot trousers' pocket.
"Yeah...you're right, man...is there anything we can do?" asked Tyrone.
"I need blood...just blood" Eddie requested.
"Yeah, makes sense, you're losing a lot of the stuff." replied Godfrey.
"It's not just that, I have something to tell y'all niggas" said Eddie.
"What's up, man? You know you can tell us anything?" assured Charles.
"I'm...I'm a mother%*@#ing vampire, y'all." confessed Eddie.
"Get the !#%@ out of here! So am I, nigga!" said Charles.
Eddie's eyes lit up, he stared into Charles' dark brown eyes and saw that he was speaking the truth. He smiled in a friendly way.
"Huh? &@@$ y'all niggas, I ain't down with no vampires and @*$*, y'all be eatin' my brains and howlin' at the goddamn moon and @!$i" yelled Tyrone.
"Incorrect, it is in fact zombies that devour the human brain and werewolves that howl at said moon. Vampires feed on human blood to survive." said Godfrey.
"I ain't give a goddamn !*^@i No vampire be suckin' on my neck and drinkin' my mother&%#^ing blood!" Tyrone told the rest.
"Well, I'm impressed with my vampiric buddies and do not mind remaining friends with them at all. I think it is uber-cool that my acquaintances are creatures of the night. I, myself, am one of the moon-howling human-canine hybrids which you so cleary stated your disapproval of." admitted Godfrey.
Tryone looked on in disbelief. He looked at each one of his friends in turn, he felt betrayed.
A life of stealing, fighting and gang-banging with his three friends, who he called family, and now this. Vampires and werewolves. How could he forgive them?
"$@*% y'all niggas, I'm out of here. Y'all better not be vampires and *$%@ when I get back or y'all *^*&#%#!^*^@s be dead! Ya heard? DEAD!" yelled Tyrone.
Those were his departing words.
The others watched him walk into the distance.
The man in black fled across the urban desert and nobody followed.
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