A Cry For Help

I Can't Take It

*June 25th, 2015*

Camry's POV

My body is still sore from the fight two nights ago. Kailah bit my leg now I have a big purple circle on it. I might have rabies. I laughed at myself. "What you in here laughing at girl?", Anisha asked walking in my room. "Oh nothing. Just being goofy.", I said. "Well I talked to Moma and she said the charges on Dre have been dropped.", Anisha said. I smile but she didn't. "She also said.. Dre ain't doing too good." As Anisha spoke I was putting on my shoes. I grabbed my keys and she was right behind me.

The thought of losing my favorite cousin, my bestfriend, my motivation, was devastating. I made it to the hospital in 15 minutes. "Hi, how may I help you?", the receptionist asked. "I'm looking for Deandre Robinson's room.", I responded in a daze. The nurse started reading a chart. Anisha felt my distance and rubbed my back. "It's gonna be okay.", she whispered. "He's in room 522 ma'am.", the receptionist clarified.

522. 522 was the day my momma died. Now 522 is the room that my cousin is fighting for his life. I'll never forget that number. It's basically iron pressed into my brain.

Room 522 was six doors away but the walk felt so long. I looked at the clock and it was 10:54am. I opened the door to see Aunt Keisha standing next to Dre's bed. Aunt Christy and her 16 year old twins, James and Jamia were sitting down. Aunt Jay and Deona was leaning against the wall.

"Hey y'all.", Anisha said breaking the silence. Everyone spoke back but that was it.

I looked at Deandre and saw all tubes plugged into him. His body was slowly going up and down. I couldn't stand it. I looked away and tears started falling from my eyes. I felt James hug me and Deona gave me a tissue. Everybody knew how close me and Dre was. That's why they couldn't talk to me. They knew I was hurting.

The door opened and it was a nurse and a doctor. "Nothing has changed since yesterday. He still isn't breathing on his own. So it's up to you Ms. Keisha to keep him on the ventilator.", the doctor stated. Aunt Keisha looked around the room and started to cry. "I guess it's time to let my baby go. He's suffered for two days.", she said through tears.

Everyone agreed by nodding their heads. "Nooo, you can't take him away from me. He is all I have left. The only one who has never turned his back on me. Aunt Keisha, please don't take him away from me.", I begged.

Everyone looked at me but no one said anything. "Tink, you're being selfish! All he is doing now is struggling to live. That's just hurting his body and us more." Jamia spoke up. "Lil girl, you don't know nothing. How is it being selfish when you thinking about someone else's life? Four years ago, Aunt Keisha was in this same damn predicament. It was up to Deandre to pull the plug or not. Dre didn't pull the plug because he said she was all he had. Now she didn't even give him a chance to live.", I said through gritted teeth.

"Pull the plug doctor.", Aunt Keisha said. If looks could kill she would've been dead. The pain in my heart & lump in my throat would've allow me to say anything else. The doctor went and pressed a button and pulled the machine out of Dre's mouth.

Aunt Keisha walked out the room and everyone, but me and Anisha, followed. "Camry, I love you.", was all Anisha said. I hugged her told her I loved her too. I walked over to Deandre's bed. I grabbed his hand and it was cold. "Dre, you gotta get through this. I'm begging you.", I cried. Anisha held my shoulder and cried with me.

The machine started beeping slowly then it sped up and eventually flat-lined.

"Noooooooo! Dre, nooooo!", I screamed. I fell to over Dre's body and cried. I couldn't move I just cried. The nurses and doctors came in and asked us to leave. I didn't get up or say anything. My heart was broken into a million and one pieces. I could actually feel the rip going through my chest as the beeping of the machine replayed in my head over and over. Can this be a dream?

"Come on Tink. We gotta go.", Anisha said getting me off of him.

"I can't leave him alone. He's coming back. He need me NiNi. I need you Deandre. Don't leave me." The more I stared over at his lifeless body the more my heart started hurting.

522. The room my cousin took his last breath in. My cousin basically was killed by his mother. She didn't give him a chance to live when he never gave up hope for her.

We walked out the room to see James crying and punching the wall. I couldn't help but cry again. I slid down the wall and put my head in my hands. Anisha stayed close to me. I felt a cold breeze pass by me and I knew it was Deandre's presence.

I stood up and Anisha and James did the same. I walked down the hall and towards the exit. I saw Aunt Keisha sitting in the waiting room. "I hate you! I fucking hate you!", I cried out. People in the waiting room looked sorry for me. Aunt Jay grabbed me and led me to my car.

"Tink I love you. You gotta stay strong for your baby girls okay?", Aunt Jay told me. I nodded and got in the passenger seat. Anisha had to drive because I wasn't in a good state of mind. When we made it home, I went to my room and cried myself to sleep.

I looked up and the clocked said 6:45pm. I looked at my phone and had 3 missed calls from Jaylin. I called him back.

"You called?", I asked fidgeting with my finger nails.

"Yea, the girls wanted to talk to you. But they're sleep now.", he said.

"Okay well send me a picture of them. Call me when they get up." I said before hanging up.

I got out the bed and pulled out some basketball shorts and a long t shirt. I looked at myself in the mirror and I looked bad. I made my way to the shower. I set the water to a warm temperature and stepped inside. I thought about Deandre and started to cry all over again. This is gonna be hard for me.

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