His Girlfriend

Not A Bone In His Body

Bleu POV

Running inside, the busy hospital buzz brought me to a halt.

Scanning the room frantically, I spotted Trey by the back doors. He was covered in blood as he had his elbows placed on his knees, his hand were balled into a fist under his chin as he showed a blanken expression.

Kollin: Trey!" he called as we walked over to him. He kept this stare into the ground as Marcellious and Kollin sat on either side of him.

Marcellious: Nigga what happened man?" he pressed as Trey had no words.

The hospital doors opened as Drita and Kianna ran in frantically. There eyes were puffy with tears as they spotted us over in the corner.

Kianna: Where is she?" she breathed as she looked around the waiting room.

Kianna: Where is Megan!" she screamed at him as I held my hand out infront of her. He said nothing to us as Drita ran to the front desk.

Drita: Megan Kingsely." she hoped as the lady at the front desk shook her head.

??: I am sorry we don't have anyone by that name-."

Drita: You have to! She is here!" she screamed.

??: I am sorry Ma'am-."

Drita: look again!"

??: Ma'am-."

Drita: I SAID LOOK AGAIN!" she screamed as Marcellious and Kollin went to go get her. Kianna followed as Trey stayed in his statued stance.

Squatting down to his eye level, he was looking at me and at the same time he wasn't. It was like he was staring through me as I tried to get his attention.

Me:..what happened Trey?" I mumbled.

He continued to stare through me as the hospital doors opened. Detective Jordan and two officers stepped through as they carefully scanned the room.

Me: Trey you gotta talk to me man." I said as Detective Jordan spotted him.

Me: I can not defend you if you don't talk." I hissed as the detective came over to us. Rising to my feet, I stood in front of Trey as he approached us.

Det. Jordan: Good evening Mr. Bellard."

Me: what do you want?"

Det. Jordan: straight to it I see?" he chuckled. Folding my arms, I glared at him as his smile went away.

Det. Jordan: I need to talk to Mr. Davidson."

Me: Now is not a good time." I protected.

Det. Jordan: I am afraid this is important."

Me: I am afraid it'll have to wait." I snarled, stepping up.

Me: my client is not up for any questions or conversations right now." I hated.

Me: he was just in a car accident."

Det. Jordan: the same one that has a pregnant woman fighting for her life right now." he said as I reared my head back. He twitched a smirk on his face as he saw I did not know that information.

Me: My client, is not up for questions." I reinstated as he smirked. Looking over me and at Trey, he slyed a slick one before walking backwards.

Det. Jordan: I'll be in touch." he promised walking away.

I glared at him as Kollin shoulder bumped him on purpose. I made sure they were really gone before turning back to him. Sitting down next him, Marcellious sat on the other side as Kollin sat across from us.