TOO LATE. (Urban Teen Fiction)

Chapter 27. Survival

Dre POV

I can't believe this, it almost like I'm in the operating room watching them work on me. Dang I'm losing a lot of blood, please don't let me die like this, at least not right now. Oh man is Jasmine ok, where is she? Somebody needs to get to her, fuck they can't hear me. I'm fucking trippin.....

Beep. Beep. Beep.Beep............., hold the fuck up, y'all letting me die, please God, don't let this be it. I will do right from now on, I have so much I haven't done with my life...

Dr. Humphrey Pov

"Ok guys we got him back, We need to stabilize him before removing the bullet out of his arm. He's lost to much blood for us to continue".

"Dr., his mom has been contacted, she is on the next flight here".

"Thank you for that information, can you handle any questions that the officer may have".

"I sure will Dr. Humphrey", Pam replied.

Pam's Pov

"Hi detective, my name is Pam and the victim that has been shot is my nephew".....

"Ma'am is there somewhere we can go I have some questions to ask, I need to get the most information I can get to get a case open on this quick, to catch the suspects".

"Yes, follow me,......". I replied as the doors of the waiting room came flying open.

"Where is she, where the fuck is my sister"?

"Sir calm down, so we can help assist you". Detective Moore replied.

"No....Where the fuck is she"?

"Sir if I you can't control yourself I'm going to have to arrest you".

"Arrest me, nigga please, what you need to do is find and arrest the mf's who shot my sister, before I do".

"Are you the other victim brother, Pam replied. She's in surgery along with my nephew, she's struggling to survive considering she has lost a significant amount of blood that's essential for her and the baby she is carrying".

"You mean to tell me that my sister may die?, please I'm asking you don't let my sister die. Please I'm begging". As he drops to his knees crying and praying.

"Young man they are doing everything they can, but if you can just be patient, and have a seat in the waiting room, I will be sure to keep you updated of her status".

"Ok ma'am, it's just she's my heart, I live only for her, if I loss my sister I wouldn't be able to live".

The detective helps him to his feet, asking if he could assist him with answering done questions to help with the case. Juan agrees as we walked into an empty conference room to answer any questions the detective may have had.

I felt bad about lying to the detective, especially since he was so gorgeous, about Dre being my nephew. I had to do what was needed so it wouldn't be questioned as to why his mom was out of town and left alone. I couldn't do that to my girl. It's bad enough the system is flooded with foster kids, for social service to try and take him from his mother, if he comes through from this.

We answered all that we could, as a code red alert for S.U.4 came across the intercom. I cringed at that announcement, knowing that it was Dre operating room. I jumped out of my seat immediately running toward the surgical unit to see what was going on.

I could only watch through the window as they sent bolts to his chest, the monitor did not spike as they have it try after try.......

I know this is a short chapter but it's just a filler for the next chapter as things become more interesting. Leave your comments and please vote.

Dre is fighting for his life, but the fight maybe one he can't come out with a win. What do y'all think and Jasmine is in surgery to fighting for her life. Who will pull through? (Spoiler,......someone's not going to make it through this.)