A: N Here we go again.
Chapter3: San Andreas
A bleeding Sweet flies over the water at 75mph frantically trying to patch him up in the process.
"Son of a Bitch, god damn it all to hell. I gotta call Carl." Sweet said to himself. And with that he preceded to hit 4 on his phone and press enter.
MEANWHILE+
CJ was just pulling around the corner at the intersection of Grove St. and Maple Ave. finishing off the last of the bottle of beer he had.
He was on his way back from the corner bar and grill taking his favorite home-girl Denise home.
"Well, here we are girl." he says to Denise. With that, Denise reached over and put her hand in CJ's lap.
"Can I offer you some "Hot Coffee"?" asked Denise inquisitively.
"Uh…..yeah sure." responded CJ
With that they walked into her house and CJ sat down at the table expecting actual coffee, not noticing that Denise walked into the bedroom. As Carl sat there enjoying his coffee, Denise walked out in nothing more than a tight, black thong on showing off more of her endowments.
"Uhh…..Denise?" questioned Carl.
"Hehehe." giggled Denise blissfully.
30 MINUTES PASS+
"gasp…..damn girl…..slow down……whew….." struggled CJ
"C'mon CJ, C'mon oooooooon…….OHmoans.That's it CJ, remember that nice guys finish last" said Denise.
And With that CJ's cell phone rang.
"Fuck, hold on girl." said CJ flipping the phone open "What...Holy Shit! You're fucking kidding me. All of them? Shiite. Alright, were coming, you just hang in there, man. Sorry baby, I got to go now!" said Carl as he was walking out the door.
Due to the growing laziness of the Los Santos Police Department, CJ made it to the hospital in about thirty seconds. With that he careened into the parking lot, almost hitting a perennial in the process, proceeded to hop out of the car and borrow an ambulance. After that he sped back to Grove Street and got about five guys to get in.
After what seemed like an eternity, they found the beach he pulled in on. It turned out that he was all the way down on the southern most shore of the badlands.
As they got there they noticed the wreck and the blood trail leading to the grass. Due to excessive blood loss, Sweet was found passed out.
"Mother Fucker. Get your ass out and get him. NOW!" commanded CJ.
With that four guys jumped out with a stretcher and brought Sweet over to the ambulance. They saw he was hurt pretty badly.
"Okay, now you see that gauze on the shelf? Wrap that around both knees after you take his pants off to stop the bleeding." commanded CJ again.
One of the GSF soldiers asked "Hey, CJ, how do you know this stuff?"
"Because I worked a few jobs as a paramedic, thanks to Katie. Anyways, enough about that. Is he bandaged up?" asked CJ
"Yeah, good and tight." responded the soldier. "Good lets roll."
And with that they were off to Los Santos General Hospital, where EMT's were waiting, thanks to a very, very distraught call to the trauma center. After they wheeled Sweet in, they got to the point where CJ couldn't enter. For the first time since his mother died, CJ broke down into a cry.
A:N How's that for a bit of drama? Read and Review please!
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