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Jayce Pov

"I don't mean to pry but are you ok?"
The driver asked.

"To be honest? Not really. But I'm sure you don't want to hear me vent."
I sniffed.

"Actually I don't mind at all."

"Well my boyfriend has a baby by this girl I've never seen and he doesn't even know I know and I keep telling myself he'll tell you when he's ready and I keep lashing out at him and he doesn't even know why. And worst of all I think I'm pregnant. I mean I don't have entirely all the  side effects but something inside me is telling me I am and here I am explaining my problems to a taxi driver that'll probably forget what I look like the minute the ride is over."

"Wow." Was all he said.

"Tell me about it." I sighed.

"Ma'am I don't know you but I'm sorry to hear that and as I always say "follow your heart." I'm sure everything will turn out perfectly fine. Just give it time."

"Thanks I will and also thanks for listening."

"No problem."

I looked inside my purse searching for my phone and couldn't find it. I must have left it I thought.

"What time is it?"

"Uhhh its exactly 11pm."

"Thanks. I'm sorry to ask but can you drive me back home."

"Sure I don't mind its my job."

He said turning back around.

*20 minutes latter*

He pulled around on my block.

"Wow i wonder whats all the excitement here. something bad must of have happened." He said stopping at a barrel blocking off my street.

"I wonder what's going on. Probably the apparent building next door there always arguing." I said digging in my purse for my wallet.

"No that's OK you don't have to pay."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes I'm sure have a blessed night." He said pulling off.

I steeped passed the barrel and the closer I got thick black smoke filled my lungs.

"Ms. Dolly? What's going on?" I said coughing.

"Some fool done set the apartment on fire."

"WHAT!?"

"Probably Mr. Wilson. I done told him about sleepin with the food on the stove."

"Omg where's Chyna?! Has anybody seen Chyna?!" I yelled searching for her.

"Chyna! CHYNA!!!?" I screamed.

Ohh no.

I ran towards the apartment only to be grabbed by a fireman.

"Ma'am you can't go in there!"

"LET ME GO! SHE'S IN THERE I KNOW SHE'S IN THERE.!!" I sobbed.

""Who's in there?"

"CHYNA I KNOW SHE IS."

"We've checked everywhere everything's clear."

"JAYCE!"

I turned to see Jojo.

"Jojo what happened where's Chyna!?" I asked running to him.

"I don't know I just got here. What the hell goin on?"

"Jojo she in there I know she is you gotta go get her and if you won't I will!"

He sat there and looked at me like I was crazy.

"FINE I WILL!" I said snatching away.

He pulled me back. "Ima go get her alright."

Chyna's POV.

Everything was black and smokey I could barely breath nor move. The bastard must have set the place in fire.

The last thing I remember is being hit in the head with pipes gun. I attempted to crawl but I couldn't my body was weak and I was running low on air.

I heard rattling in my bed room.

"Chyna!? Chyna!!?"

I wanted to scream so bad that "I'm in here." But I couldn't.

If I didn't find a way to get there attention I'll be long gone.

I struggled to crawl over to the toilet  and when I managed to make it over there I reached for my hair spray only for it to fall off the toilet.

"Fuck." I thought.

I took a deep breath in and reached for the hair spray and banged it against the toilet as hard as I could.

"CHYNA!? You in there.!?"

The door burst open and in came a blurry figure scooping me up.

I struggled to keep my eyes open but I couldn't take it anymore my eyes shut completely.

Jayce POV

I sat there impatiently waiting for jojo to come out with Chyna.

When he did Chyna was coughing and gasping for air.

"Omg Chyna Are You Ok!!? What happened.!" I sobbed as they gave her a oxygen tube.

She caught her breath as they put her on the stretcher.

Chyna's POV

"Ma'am? Are you alright.?" A lady asked as she flashed a light in my eyes.

They put me inside the ambulance truck and Jay climbed inside.

"Chyna are you ok? What happened? I thought I lost you." She  weeped.

"I'm fine really Jayce." I coughed.

"What happened.?" She asked  wiping her tears.

"Ii-i... Don't know." I lied.

The Ambulance took off down the street to New York's Hospital.

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