Power of the Pum Pum (From Guns to God)

Chapter 35

Who shot Tafari?
Was it Bobby? Could it be the brother of the guy he allegedly killed?
Who am I kidding? It had to be Bobby. Bobby needed to pay for this! But how I was scared as hell but with the love of my life laying in a hospital bed almost lifeless, I didn't care who died, as long as it wasn't Tafari.

I stood over Tafari as he lay on the hospital bed. He came out of a massive surgery hours ago and thank God the nurses believed that I was his fiance so they allowed me to sit in with him. He wasn't awake but he appeared so peaceful while he sleep.

I caressed his face as tears streamed down my cheeks. I almost lost my baby last night. The boys almost lost their daddy. I lifted my head to the heavens and thanked God that the generation curse was broken tonight. I knew how living without a father affected Tafari and I didn't want that for his boys.

Even though I felt like I knew all I needed to know about Tafari, in the grand scheme of things, I know that there is another side of him that I'm yet to explore.

Who was Damian McLeod entirely? Something in me tells me that I was about to find out if he was ever to recover from this and seek revenge.

I wanted him to open his eyes. To see those beautiful eyes would soothe my aching nerves right now.

"He'll be fine Miss" A nurse said and patted my shoulder.
"He just needs to rest"

I looked up at her with my teary eyes.

"He'll be okay man, the shot was an itch from his liver"
"But God was on his side"

I sighed as tears tumbled down my cheeks even more.
"I don't even know how it happened " I sobbed.
"One moment my head was down unbuckling my shoes and the next I was standing over him in a pool of blood"

"There's no reason to cry anymore. He's going to be just fine"
"Thank God you brought him here when you did"

My phone vibrated in my pocket, I pulled it out and saw that it was a message from Terry.

Terry: I'm outside love. They won't let me in.

I sighed and responded
Me: I'll come out to you. He's not yet awake.

I kissed Tafari's forehead and squeezed his hand then I walked outside to Terry.
Terry hugged me and looked down at my dress
"You need to go home and shower and change girl"

I nodded.
"I know but I don't want to leave him"

Terry caressed my arm
"It's going to be okay girl"
"Tikka strong, him ago pull through"

Terry eased closer to me and whispered in my ear.
"You see a who dweet?"
"Them a talk seh you see and nah talk"
"Some even a seh a you police man dweet"
"Girl it nuh sound good a road"

My heart pounded in my chest.

"If Tikka nuh recover shit ago get real stink" Terry was right.

I wanted to tell Terry that Bobby was at the Lounge but I was afraid that she would say it to the wrong crowd.

"Girl it better you talk wah go down so you can be on the safe side" Terry interrupted my thoughts.
"Nuh wah nothing do you eno girl"
"Tell them so if anything you protected"

"Bobby was there" I blurted and Terry's babbling seized.
"Him and Bobby get into an argument and the Waiter ask us to leave"
Tears stream down my cheeks as I relive the moment.
"By the time we reach outside and me bend down to take off me slippers a gun shot me hear"
"Then me hear a crowd a people a make up bay noise" I sobbed and wiped my tears with the back of my hand.
"By the time me rush over and look, Tafari was on the grown with blood all over him"

Terry still didn't speak. I was getting more worried, Terry was never lost of words.

"He's awake" I nurse half shouted excitedly from behind me.

I rushed in the direction of Tafari's room while wiping tears from my face.
When I got to the room Tafari's eyes met mine. Tears began to flow again.
When I got over to help, Tafari gave me a half smile.
"You alright?" he asked and I shook my head and smile.

"A me fi a ask you that" I reached out and adjusted his hospital armband then I sat in the chair beside him.
"You alright?"

"A bwoy cyaa tek me 3 points suh easy B"
"Especially since me have who fi live fa now"
His voice was low and he sounded drained.

"Relax please..."
"Nurse said you lose a lot of blood"
"Me did a try give you some but them seh me blood count low"

"Hmmm, wah cause that?"

I shrugged then leaned in and kissed his parched lips.
"I love you so much"
"Don't scare me like that again"

Tafari tried to raise his hand to hold on to me then he winced.

"It's okay baby, just relax"
"Just focus on recovery"

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Who are we when being faced with adversity?
The question afflicted my heart when I walk through the hospital door.

My phone chirped while I walked to the roadside to meet with Terry. It was Bobby. My heart skipped a beat.

Bobby: Can I see you? I need to talk to you. There is something that we must talk about.

I didn't know if I was to answer or not.

When I got over to where Terry was standing I showed her the message.

"Weh him want?" Terry fold her arm as she boiled with anger.
"Aye be careful eno"
"A dead him want you dead??"
"Look on the heat weh him have you in a already!"

Terry was right. I needed to be careful. What if Bobby wanted to kill me?

"Yah go?" Terry asked and jerked my arm.

I didn't know if I should.
I stared into thin air confused about what was the right thing to do.

"If yah go me a come!"

In that moment a thought hit me. If I decided to go I needed to arm myself with something. But what? I couldn't fight a gun war with a knife.

"Aye if yah go you ago need protection eno" It was as if Terry read my mind.
"You nuh know weh Tikka keep him things?"

My thoughts run wild as I tried to remember where he last told me he had to put the one gun he had left after the police raided his house when he came from lock up.

"Girl after me cyaa fire gun" I said to Terry

"Well yah fi go learn!"
"Watch two video on YouTube"
"Me a come wid you eno!"
I looked at Terry, tears welled up in her eyes when she spoke.
"We have been friends for years, nah make them just come kill you suh"
"Find Tikka's gun and make we go page the bwoy"
"War him want, war him ago bomboclaat get"
"Link Max! And if a nothing we make them duppy the bwoy"

My blood ran cold. I wasn't capable of killing someone let alone Bobby. A part of me wished I had listened to Uncle Sam. He warned me that my life would end up like this if I didn't make my life decisions more carefully.