Chapter Fifteen

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~Fallon~

He fell slowly.

His blood splattered on my face.

I got on my knees and placed my hand over his chest.

"K.J!" I couldn't think of anything to say or do. I couldn't leave Jamill's body out in the open alone for even two seconds. I was shocked.

Tonya was still standing there with a just as shocked look on her face. Did this bitch not understand the fucking situation she just fucking caused? I swear I wanted to take that gun from her hand and shoot her, but I had to stay strong for Mill. He wouldn't want me acting weak.

A car pulled up behind me and Tonya jumped in it screaming "Go ! Go ! Go ! We fucked up ! " Hell yeah she did, but she will be handled later.

I may be like 5'4, and 125 lbs, but that didn't stop me from grabbing Jamill arms and laying him in the back of my car that was parked in on the street. I grabbed my phone and dialed K.J's number.

"Hello?" This time a different song was playing but I couldn't make it out.

"K.J!" I was damn near screaming his name standing outside my car.

"Whats wrong Fallon?"

"Jamill is shot, I put him in the back of my car but I'm driving to him to the hospital." I grabbed my keys out my back pocket and sat in the front seat. I started the car and heard Jamill coughing in the back.

"Fallon ... I lo-" he started coughing. By now I was driving and K.J was still on the phone with me but he was screaming everyone's name that it was time to go. He was cussing on the other line at everybody and I was trying to soothe a dying Jamill. I hung up after a while and decided to text K.J what hospital when I got there and Jamill was in surgery.

"Shh, Jamill don't talk baby." I pressed harder on the petal not giving a fuck who was in the crossfire. I pulled onto the street of the emergency room and turned around to check on Jamill. He was breathing hard, the blood source was coming from mainly side of his body, blood was running down the side of his mouth. Tonya was aiming for me,  If he hadn't moved 3 inches in front of me then this would be me not him, it would be me.  I finally got to front of the hospital, and ran through the sliding doors. Everything was going in slow motion, people sat in the waiting room crying and doctors looking concerned, and comforting crying mothers, brothers, best friends, & wives. Before I knew it I was at the front desk.

"Sir, I need a doctor."

"May I ask what your problem is."

For some reason, I wasn't screaming crying. I was talking like I would talk to any normal person.

"My boy ... my friend is shot and outside in my car. I really need help to get him out the car." I wouldn't bring him in there he was way to heavy. He scooted his desk chair back very quickly and tapped two male nurses and one male doctor, he spoke lowly but I knew what he was talking about. The doctor ran behind him , and the two nurses who were really tall ran after him outside. I guess they assumed the car that was still on , with the car door wide open and parked crooked was mine. They opened the door and I ran through the sliding doors again. It was like clockwork the first male nurse got him out by his shoulders and a female nurse screaming "Excuse Me." ran through the doors with a gurney. Jamill was laid on it and I didn't see him after that. I walked to my car and quickly parked the car on the first floor of the parking garage.

I got in the hospital and laid there in the uncomfortable ass chair. I laid my knees up against to my chest and laid my head against the wall. I took my earrings, necklace, and bracelets off and placed them in my purse. I took my phone out and had seen I had like 4 missed called from K.J, and like 16 text from everyone. One caught my eye from Andre but I didn't even read it for real. I unlocked it and put "Cleveland Clinic on Carnegie" and sent it to K.J.

I remember my mom used to work here when I was like 9, she was a nurse and worked dumb long hours and when the baby sitter had to go home and my dad would still be out she would come pick me up and let me chill at the hospital. My head felt so heavy , I just closed my eyes and fell asleep. Thinking that the sleep would erase this day.

~Jamill~

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I was shot before but this pain was unbearable. This stupid ass pain called Love...

Fallon shrieked when she saw the blood splatter in the air and as I went down. After that I was in and out. I tried to tell her I love he but the blood was constricting from doing so.

Again when I woke up I was surrounded by nurses that was screaming for tools, and doctors with gloves on that was covered in my blood. It hurt bad, and I groaned making my presence known again.

"Jamill, look at me" I opened my eyes. It was a small Asian nurse with a stethoscope around her neck jingling. She was running along with my gurney, I guess they were pushing me through to surgery.

"Now listen we're gonna put your under anesthesia. You're gonna be alright, okay. We're taking you to surgery" My mouth had a suction tube in it and blood being sucked through it. I just nodded my head that left me in a complete shock to the pain and caused my legs to shake uncontrollably. I laid my head down with my legs still shaking, the nurses and doctors held them down but I just noticed I was passing rooms with kids, doctors, and everyone watching me watching them.

It was to surreal, but I passed the last room before I felt a sting on the side of my body and was out of it.

~Fallon ~

I woke up to Alexus loud ass all in my face and shit.

"Girl wake up !"

"Mane Alexus leave her alone." K.J said while taking off his jacket and laying it around me.

"I just wanted her to explain shit."

By now I was awoke but didn't bother to make it known until I said "It was Tonya. " I said. My voice is raspy, and hoarse from all the screaming.

"Tonya did it. She shot him. Jamilll ... " my voice was cracking when I said his name "he stepped in front of the bullet. It should've been me."

Alexus got up running out the waiting room. I started to take off K.J's jacket but Jamal stopped me. I just laid my head back against the wall and stared at the white wall paint. I just hoped for the best and fell asleep.

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