☆Chapter Thirty One☆

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Richmond Estate||Wednesday||2:32 A.M

Jhené Capri-Taylor

With shaky hands I dialed English's number, tears spilled out of my eyes rapidly and my sobs came out in hiccups.

I managed to knock the gun out of Dre's hand, he held it so tight, resulting into the shot firing at the wall. He passed out before I could catch him, luckily he didn't hit his head.

I had his head on my lap, sobbing and fighting with my wet phone screen to call English.

Dre's phone went off in his pocket and I got it out, hoping it was his brother calling.

I breathed a sigh of relief when I saw that it was him.

Thank God we lived in such close proximity.

"D'Andre-....".

I sobbed into the phone, unable to respond to him.

"Capri?", I hear him already rummaging around his house, "yuh hurt?".

"N...No".

"Dre hurt?".

"He-....", I start to breathe heavily, panicking.

In no time I hear the front door open and someone is by my side.

"Capri, hey, it's okay", Chinna.

He tried helping me to calm down, instructing me to breathe properly.

"Wah happen?" English asks, he's by our side taking his brother's gun and checking him for bruises or gunshot wounds.

"He tried to kill himself" I sobbed loudly, "he was so out of it yesterday, I tried to talk to him and he snapped at me, I came down.....".

I took a sharp breath, still panicking.

I've learned to always be prepared to answer their questions through panicking, it's something I'm good at.

"Take your time", Chinna rubbed my back gently.

"He was drinking, he looked scared of something, he kept staring at nothing, I tried talking to him but all he said was that he's sorry, I had to knock the gun away from his head then he passed out".

English cursed before brushing hair from Dre's face to look at him.

A few minutes later Virgo came in and helped him to get Dre up from the floor. They put him in the couch to lay down.

He instantly started to roast with a fever, he started sweating like crazy.

English had to remove his shirt.

I felt a sharp pain under my belly, causing my body to hunch over the couch in agony.

"Wahm to yuh?" English asks rubbing my back.

"I don't know", I cried out in pain, it felt as if something was twisting around in my belly, and not gently.

I breathed out, resting my head on English's shoulder.

Don't tell me this one also bond with Dre.

Mi cyaah catch a break!.

"Capri?" English asks concerned, "what's wrong?".

"Mmmm, the baby a feel Dre emotions", I hit my fist on my thigh in pain, "ow, ow, ow".

"Yuh pregnant?".

"Yeah", I slid off the couch to rest my head on it.

My hand instinctively rubbed my belly to bring some sort of comfort to myself and the baby.

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