"What in the hell were y'all thinking trying to rob a damn corner store?...owned by a Hispanic guy at that" Nolen ask shaking his head at his niece and nephew as he looks at them through the rear view mirror then back at the road.Neither Parissa or Pryde make a attempt to answer his question, knowing that the second they open their mouths to speak, their uncle is gonna think of another question to ask. Like he always does.
"Nah the better question is where in the hell is my sister at? And why she ain't answering her damn phone" Nolen says with slight irritation as he gets Gloria's voicemail for the third time.
We about to get to the bottom of this shit right now.. Nolen thinks turning onto his younger sister Gloria's street.
As Nolen nears his sister's house he sees and hears sirens, the ambulance and of course nosy ass neighbors either peeking out their windows or standing outside on their front yard whispering amongst each other, even news reporters are here.
"The hell.." Nolen says lowly to himself as he parks his car a few houses down from all the camotion, before getting out the car.
Parissa eyes begin to water as she think back to why they left home in the first place, seeing this again confirms that this isn't just a bad dream.
Pryde gets a numb feeling as images of his mother's lifeless body flash through his mind.
Parissa and Pryde look out the window just in time to watch their uncle push through people.
Once Nolen approach his sister's house he's a little out of breath, but then he sees a stretcher with a body bag on it being pushed down the bloody driveway, Nolen can feel his heart rate speed up as he looks around anxiously trying to spot his sister, while he grips the silver pole rail for support as he starts to get a weak feeling in his legs.
Once the stretcher reach the bottom of the driveway it hits the curb and a arm drops out of the black bag, Nolen eyes immediately drift downward and he sees the tattoo on the wrist and looses it.
"Pry can you see anything?" Parissa ask her brother as they both look out the tinted black windows with their hands around their eyes like their holding baknockers.
"No we're to far" Pryde answers back with a sigh as he sits back in his seat, and Parissa following in suit.
"WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED TO MY SISTER!?" Nolen yells climbing over the silver pole rail, then breaking the yellow tape before running towards the stretcher. Just as he reach it three officers run up grabbing him.
"Sir" one of the officers grunt out as he continues to push Nolen towards the silver rail.
"I'm going to need you to calm down" another officer says that's holding Nolen from behind.
"The fuck you mean calm down" Nolen starts with disbelief in his voice as his voice start cracking a little, as he hangs his head.
"That's my fucking sister on that damn stretcher!!" Nolen yells with his veins popping out his neck, and tears dropping from his eyes as he look back up.
"Sir I'm going to ask you one more time to calm down, and if you do not I will have to take you in" the same officer says.
Nolen hangs his head again as he balls up his fist.
"Paris don't cry remember how I told you mom is in a better-" Pryde starts trying to reassure his sister, but gets cut off by their uncle Nolen violently opening the driver door, and slamming it close making them jump.
Parissa stops crying almost instantly as they watch Nolen starts punching, and slapping the steering wheel as he curse under his breath rocking the car, after a few seconds he grips the steering wheel so tight his veins pop out, then he drops his head on the steering wheel and cry uncontrollably loud.
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Change Of Heart(COMPLETED)
ContoBook 1 Childhood turned into adulthood in a matter of seconds for 6 year old Parissa Marcella Cross and 11 year old Pryde Marcello Cross the night they lost the last person they believed cared about them. Yeah, they lived with their uncle Nolen af...