Chapter 3

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*Trey POV*

I was walking back home because I was getting hungry as fuck. I just smoked bout three blunts and I know my mama done whipped up a good ass meal. My sister should be home by now because I don't have a key to the house and she be letting me in. Five minutes later I was walking up in my front yard and it was a few police out there. The crime stoppers were there so I know some shit done went down. I started to walk right in but this big buff ass police man tried to tell me that I couldn't go in my own damn house.

"Hold on, what the fuck you mean I can't go in my own house. Where's my mother and sister at. Y'all tripping." I said getting irritated. I just waited there until all the cops got finished doing what they were doing so they can let me in. A nigga had to pee. After about twenty minutes, all the cops and stuff finally left and I had a chance to go in the house and see what was going on. But when I went in, it was quiet. It wasn't nobody here. I started to look in each room in hopes to find my sister and mother. I could care less about my sorry excuse of a dad. I went in my sister's room she wasn't there. Then I went in my mother's room. She wasn't there but I seen a big blood stain on the floor. I instantly got mad and tears welled up in my eyes. I didn't even know who's blood it was. I didn't know what to do so I ran out of the house in frustration and went to go look for my sister.

*Tia POV*

"Nurse where the fuck is my mama at.?!! I yelled to her. She came rushing in the room and when she didn't see my mother, she rushed back out to go get 2 other nurses and the police. I just stood there crying heavily and thinking where could she be. This is too much on my mind. First, I kill my father trying to defend my mother, then my mom almost dies and has to get rushed to the hospital, not to mention I had to walk halfway to the hospital but then Devin gave me a ride and now I get to the hospital and this bitch done snuck off somewhere. Not to call her a bitch but shit its a habit when I'm mad. The other two nurse and the police came in the room.

"Is there a problem?" on of the nurses asked. I'm standing here thinking like 'Bitch is you blind'.

"Of course there's a problem my mama is not in her room." I said trying to calm down and be as nice as I could. She just looked at me and rolled her eyes. So everybody just standing there and we here something coming from the bathroom. The door opens slowly and my mama comes out the bathroom holding crutches and trying to make her way back to the bed. I immediately run to her aid to help because she doesn't need to be on her feet. I helped her back to the bed and made sure she was comfortable. I helped her get back in her bed and I covered her up making sure she was warm. I was rubbing her face and looking deep into her eyes letting her know that I would be here through thick and thin no matter what.
"Tia can I talk to you for a minute about your mother's condition." The nurse said. It was the same nurse who rolled her eyes at me so I really didn't wanna talk to her rude ass. Then I was wondering how she knew my name. But I do wanna know what's all wrong with my mother. So I walked over towards her and we stepped outside the room.
"Your mother is in a very critical state of mind. She was beaten so badly that she had to have surgery on her rib cage. She has a few broken ribs. So she'll have to stay in the hospital a few more nights until we think she's better enough to be at home by herself." She explained. "Well she really won't be at home by herself anymore because I'll be there to help her and make sure she doesn't hurt herself." I told the nurse. "Well alright just be careful talking to her, she's doped up on meds right now. So not in her right state of mind." She told me as she looked down at the clipboard.
"I'll be sure to make sure she's comfortable and has everything she needs." I told the nurse as I looked at her. As I went back to my mother's side, I couldn't help but to cry. In a way I knew this was coming because my father always beats her to the extreme when he gets drunk. But I never thought that it would be like this. I just hope that she gets better. As I was holding my mother's hand I thought about something. 'Where the fuck
Trey at?' I pulled out my phone and dialed Trey's number. He answered on the second ring.
"What the fuck is going on. I went to the house and seen blood and shit all in mama room. What happen Tt, where you at?" He asked aggressively before I could even say anything. "Calm down Trey, I'm at the hospital with mama. Just meet me here and come to room 132. I'll explain everything to you when you get here." I told him as I hung up.

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