Lost In Paradise(EDITING)

18. Don't Worry

Paradise

I woke up to a burning sensation within my chest. I put my hand over it just for the feeling to get worst. I couldn't remember much of what happened. Only thing I remember was bullets flying everywhere and I ended up crashing the truck. Everything after that was a blur.

"Don't sit up too fast. I don't want that incision to bust." Julio came in the room I was in and sat down next to me.

"Why do I have an incision? What happened to me?"

"You ended up getting shot. I got shot too but, we made it out alive. I was able to lose them after your non driving ass crashed the car. I was able to get the bullet out and create that incision. My mom was a RN so I learned a few things from her."

"Nigga you try driving that big ass truck with people shooting at you." I playfully rolled my eyes before laughing with him. Julio always know how to lighten the mood.

"Are we even still in Atlanta?" I asked him.

"Yes just by the border. My dad don't know of our whereabouts and unfortunately neither does your family. We're targets so we need to lay low until we figure out a way to get in contact with your family."

I just nodded my head and laid back down. This was all too much to take in. Why couldn't I just be a normal 17 year girl who's only worry was finding a dress for homecoming?

Going to school beats being chased down by an notorious cartel.

"You don't have a phone on you? I can try to call my mom or something."

"Nah I had to ditch it to keep from getting tracked by my dad. He's not going to stop until he get what he wants. We have to be careful."

I was getting frustrated by the minute. We were basically sitting ducks and I honestly couldn't take anymore of this.

I sighed heavily before closing my eyes, thinking of better day when I didn't have to worry about constant bullshit.

Four weeks later

Stacy

I laid in my bed rubbing my stomach. I was now six weeks. Nobody but Paradise, Khalil and Jheri knew.

The weeks that have gone by has been rough. From having the father of my unborn children tell me to get a abortion, my best friend getting kidnapped, and a cartel after our heads, stress would be an understatement.

Khalil has been taking me to my appointments and that's when I found out I was having twins. I was more than excited about the new but, I can't help but worry about their future. I can't remain in this situation that's causing me stress. I will be devastated if I miscarry because of it.

I was so deep in my thoughts that I didn't notice Jheri coming in the room. He sat down on the edge of the bed and looked at me.

"I'm so sorry Stacy. You didn't deserve how I treated you. I'm a fucked up person but, I promise I'm going to get better for you and our baby." His eyes showed sincerity and I believed every word.

"Babies." I said correcting him. I reached over to the night stand and pulled out my recent ultrasound picture.

"You're having twins?" He smiled at the picture even though I'm sure he doesn't know what he's looking at.

"I swear I'm gon make sure they don't have to want for nothing. They won't have to worry cause mommy and daddy got them." He laid back, resting his head on my stomach before rubbing it.

We stayed in that position for a long time. Not worrying about none of the ongoing problems. Just enjoying the moment.

Khalil

I sat across the street watching her every move. This bitch has a lot of nerve walking around like nothing happened. She put innocent people at risk for some punk ass money and thought she was gon get away with it?

I grew tired of watching her so I got out the car and pulled my hoodie over my head. I was taking a risk being back in Ohio but. This shit needs to be done.

She put her key to her new condo into the door to unlock it. Before she could get in the door good, I pushed her ass through it before slamming the door shut. I stood over her and nothing but fear was displayed on her face.

"K-Khalil w-what are you do-"

"Shut the fuck up with all that stuttering bitch! Now you ain't so bold since your cover is blown huh?"

Tears were streaming down her face but, I could care less. I pulled my gun out and pointed it straight at her head.

"No! Khalil please I'm sorry! Don't Kill me please!" She screamed but, that shit went in one ear and out the other.

With two shots to the head, she was gone.

I walked out the back of the condo so I wouldn't be seen.

That's one less thing I have to worry about.

Sorry for the short chapter just a quick update.