Within a Week

By Galen Rose

Within A Week is a work of fiction based on a young man who had everything to live for but made bad choices for himself and the community he lived in because he received false medical results indicating he would be dead within a week.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Xlibris US
• Release date: Mar 23, 2020
• ISBN: 9781796095005

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Copyright © 2020 by Galen Rose.

Library of Congress Control Number:   2020905392

ISBN:       Hardcover       978-1-7960-9502-9

                 Softcover         978-1-7960-9501-2

                 eBook              978-1-7960-9500-5

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This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to any actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.

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Rev. date: 03/19/2020

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CONTENTS

WITHIN A WEEK

CHAPTER 1

CHAPTER 2

CHAPTER 3

CHAPTER 4

CHAPTER 5

CHAPTER 6

CHAPTER 7

CHAPTER 8

CHAPTER 9

CHAPTER 10

CHAPTER 11

CHAPTER 12

CHAPTER 13

CHAPTER 14

CHAPTER 15

CHAPTER 16

CHAPTER 17

CHAPTER 18

CHAPTER 19

CHAPTER 20

CHAPTER 21

CHAPTER 22

CHAPTER 23

CHAPTER 24

CHAPTER 25

CHAPTER 26

CHAPTER 27

CHAPTER 28

CHAPTER 29

CHAPTER 30

CHAPTER 31

CHAPTER 32

CHAPTER 33

CHAPTER 34

CHAPTER 35

CHAPTER 36

CHAPTER 37

CHAPTER 38

CHAPTER 39

CHAPTER 40

CHAPTER 41

CHAPTER 42

CHAPTER 43

CHAPTER 44

CHAPTER 45

CHAPTER 46

CHAPTER 47

CHAPTER 48

EPILOGUE

WITHIN A WEEK

I’m barely conscious. I can feel the medical technicians pumping me with them damn electrode things. I don’t really know what’s going on with me but all I do know is that I can feel a lot of pain within my chest. I’m having a very difficult time breathing. Every inhale I take feels like my ribs can’t withstand another breath. The ambulance that I’m in has just turned the corner onto Grider street. The sirens bellow loudly as I lose all consciousness.

I don’t know how long I’ve been in this realm of nothingness but when I do finally come too it feels like days have gone by. I’m guessing that one of these many IV’s that’s attached to my body will alert a nurse. My first thought was to pull one loose but at the slightest effort I was overcome with a sharp pain that caused me to cry out like a baby. No more than 10 seconds later a nurse rushed in to check on my wellbeing. The pain was so intense that I lost vision for a beat. As I steady my gaze and regain my focus I was happy to notice that my hormones and desire for women wasn’t injured. The nurse that came into the room was fine as hell and she had a PHAT ass. She was facing me but I could easily see her flared hips just being pushed out by her juicy ass. My crying like a baby stopped promptly and my dick got hard enough to make the gown I was wearing cry!! I was hoping she didn’t see my bulge; I don’t think she did because the first thing out of her mouth was, Good afternoon Mr. Chambers, how are you feeling? Can I get you anything to drink?

I tried to reply but my mouth was so dry that no words escaped my lips. All I was able to do was nod my head. She put a straw to my dry lips and I winced from the pain that shot through my body as I tried to raise my head. She noticed my pain and told me to let her do all the work and I’m to just pull on the straw. After the water gave my voice some life I said, I’m not feeling too good right now. My chest hurts like hell and it’s difficult to breathe due to the pain in my chest.

Don’t worry, I’ll turn up your medication to reduce the pain. She reached over and opened a valve on one of the IV bags to allow a more steady flow of drugs to attack my body. As she was doing that she smiled at me and said, My name is Nakesha I’ll be your nurse for the next several hours. Anything you may need or want, I’ll be here for you. Can you eat Mr. Chambers? Your medication takes effect in a short while.

I struggled to get the question out but I managed, Nurse Nakesha, what happened to me? Why am I here? She looked at me with a shocked expression and asked if I was serious. I told her that I was very serious. She then told me to tell her what I do remember.

CHAPTER 1

Say fool, run into the store and grab 2 green dutches and 2 Vitamin waters, I said to my lil homie Sleaze. We were on our way to scoop up these 2 fine ass Monkeys to fuck off with.

As Sleaze got out of my get’m mobile I decided to run over to the pay phone to call my Monkey to let her know to have her friend ready cause we’ll be there in 20 minutes.

Before any of you readers getting to thinking stupid, I have 3 cell phones. One for my licks, another for my family and the other for my plug. I don’t use any of my phones to call any Monkeys. As I snatched the phone from the cradle a car came around the corner at a high rate of speed that caused the driver to lose control. The tires were screeching trying to gain traction. I could see the driver’s eyes as he realized that the car was doing its own thing and he was just going along for the ride. Before I knew it the car was heading directly at me and the pay phone. It seemed like my only options was to get plastered into the wall with the pay phone or use my God’s given athletic skills and let the phone drop from my hand and attempt to jump onto the car. Without question I chose to become a hurdler and jump onto the car. I was damn near successful in clearing the whole car completely but my feet got clipped by the top of the windshield. It was exactly what caused me to lose balance and sent me crashing chest first onto the top of the car. I lost all my air and I blacked out off and on until I was fully aware of Nurse Nakesha’s fine ass. After I gathered my wits and thoughts, I told her everything that I just told you.

Well yes Mr. Chambers, you were in an accident involving a car 2 days ago. The doctors thought that you’ve suffered internal damage due to the extensive outlook of the situation. Luckily you’ve only suffered several fractured and cracked ribs. Do you have pain anywhere else? Asked Nurse Nakesha.

Nah Beautiful, I’m cool everywhere else but my chest.

We’ve taken X-Rays and they hadn’t revealed any other damage. I can see that one of your organs is working very well and is in tip top condition, she said as she eyed my hard-on. I just grinned at her and smiled my bitch-getter smile. I’m assuming that my smile did it because she made it her business to rub her PHAT ass against my hand. Out of the blue my room door opened up and my lil homie Sleaze came in saying, Damn playboy, it’s about time that you woke up. It’s been 2 whole days since we last saw each other dawg.

I smiled at my lil homie and my erection instantly deflated. I took the formal approach and introduced Sleaze to Nurse Nekesha. After introductions were made Nurse Nekesha exited the room and left me alone with this damn fool Sleaze. I gently turned to face him and said, What up kid? How’s shit going out there?

Man everything is everything. Since you’ve been layin up here I’ve been taking care of your business in the streets. That nigga Damage keep asking about you. I heard that he just came up on 20 bricks. I think that he wants to toss you a few. He gave me this number for you to hit him up, Sleaze said as he produced a piece of paper for me. Oh yea, I got them 7 stacks from Ray-Ray and the 4 from Otis, Sleaze said as he gave me a paper bag filled with dead presidents. I stuffed the bag under my pillow without feeling any pain. It’s crazy how that bread can make you ignore some pain. Pussy does that too somehow. Sleaze gave me his phone and I called Damage; he answered on the first ring, who dis, he asked.

What up Damage? This is Chips. You been looking for me? I asked.

Yea Chips, what’s good my nigga? How are you holding up? Heard you almost found God in the wrong way, not the long way.

Yeah my dude, shit was ugly but it’s not that serious. I’m good. What’s on ya mind? Kick it while I listen, I said.

Is this a safe phone to kick it with you on? He asked.

No doubt. what’s good?

I’m trying to fuck with you bruh. You already know I play the pistol game but my cousin just came here and he brought some work with him. I know that you stay knee deep in that game and I want to work something out with you.

Work something like what out? I asked him.

If you buy 10 I’ll front you 10.

Sounds good so far. What’s the number on the buy and front?

You can buy for 15 stacks each and the front gonna be 17, he said matter of factly.

I paused for a second just to make him think that I was weighing my options but I wasn’t gonna let those numbers get pass me. When will you be ready for me and when will you be expecting the front paper?

You can get it whenever you want. The front bread you can get to me next week. If you want, you can send ya man Sleaze to come get it if you still need time to heal or whatever.

I sat there quiet for a minute to contemplate my decision and then said, Alright Damage, I’m gonna send Sleaze your way with the 150 stacks. He’ll hit you up at this number and from this number when he’s ready.

Cool Chips, I’ll holla at you later. Get right and stay up, Damage said as he hung up. I turned back to Sleaze and gave him his phone back. I looked him in his eyes and said, I don’t know what’s going on but I’m down if you’re down.

You already know what it is with me, my dude. Just send me to him and I’ll handle it.

That’s what’s up my nigga. Make sure that you strap-up when you go see that nigga. You already know that he’s a livewire hothead who bust his hammer.

Chips that shit about him is old shit!!! What has he done lately? Sleaze asked. My lil homie was going into this situation wrong, so I had to enlighten him and pull his coat to some facts. So I told him this, Do you remember 2 weeks ago when Manny got hit up in a robbery?

Yea I remember. Damage did that?

Nah lil homie, Damage didn’t do that. Manny was Damage’s right hand back in highschool. Damage love that nigga like I love you.

So why are you talking about that Manny shit?

Check this out Sleaze, Damage have been killin niggaz for about 10 years. He hasn’t got caught because he’s very calculating. Yea he’s erratic at times. However, he’s always dangerous. Not too many people know this but them 2 young boyz that got their heads knocked off 3 days ago on Genesee and Rother?

You’re not talking about Gusto and Savage? Them 2 wild niggaz that was sticking up the town? The ones found in the 69 position? Sleaze asked.

Yea…. Them 2 niggaz. That was Damage work. Don’t ask how I know. Just know that Damage is still putting niggaz dick in the dirt. Just pay attention while you’re handling this business, I told my lil homie.

Sleaze had to remind me that he gets down for his. He said, I’m good with my gun game big homie, you already know though. I’ll be alert and paying attention. When do you wanna take care of it?

You can get to as soon as you leave here. before you go though hit me with some smoke so I can get my mind right.

CHAPTER 2

Chester is a long time dopehead who’s been sniffing and shooting that BOY forever it seems like. After Sleaze left the hospital from seeing me Sleaze bumped into Chester at the store on French & Kehr. Chester saw the opportunity to come up with a few dollars and turned on what he thought was charm, If it ain’t my main man Sleaze!!! Help a player out. I got this desire weighing me down young player and I really need help lifting it up off me. Toss a dog a bone.

Pops you need to check yo ass into the hospital and clean yo ass up. You are running around here looking and smelling dead. You’re lucky you’re Chips dad or I wouldn’t do shit for your old sorry ass. He told me not to fuck with you so you better keep yo mouth shut about me looking out for you. Come to the spot on Hurlock in a half hour. You can clean the dog kennels and I’ll give you a few dollars to lift that fucked up habit off you.

Sleaze ran into the store to get whatever he was getting and headed to Hurlock. When he got in the house he removed the pistol from his waist and chained the dogs in the yard. He went back into the house and rolled up a dutch while he waited for Chester. As he waited he called Damage to set up the exchange. As soon as Sleaze got off the phone Chester walked on the porch and went to knock but Sleaze was already there with a hammer in hand. He said to Chester, I don’t have all day. I have shit I gotta take care of, so do a good and quick job. I’ll bless you when you’re down.

Alright young player I’ll do a quick and good job for you, Chester beamed at Sleaze with lust off the idea of getting his fix.

While Chester was cleaning, Sleaze called me. I asked after I answered, what up young gunner?

I was calling to let you know that I got that bread and I’m meeting dude when the sun goes down.

Alright cool. Just be on point my dude. Call me when everything is taken care of and you put them bricks up.

I got you Big homie. I’ll hit you up later.

Before Sleaze hung up I heard my no-good dopehead father in the background. I heard him say to Sleaze, I’m all done young player. You got something for me? I yelled through the mouthpiece, Sleaze what the fuck is he doing there? I thought I told you not to fuck with that nigga?

Chillout Chips. He came by because he heard what happened to you. Since he was here I figured it wouldn’t hurt if I let him clean out the kennels. My bad for not listening but it was all in good faith.

Alright lil bruh. Make sure you keep your eyes on his crooked ass and get him out of there sooner than later. Sleaze ended the call and gave Chester $25 to help him get his cravings taken care of and something to eat.

Chester rushed out of the house and headed in a beeline straight to the dope spot on Montana. He was skipping up the street like a little kid while whistling the tune from the Pink Panther cartoons. He was