Young Dreamer

Young Dreamer << Twelve

^Jordan Isaac Carter^

Christian's been out in a medically induced coma for almost two weeks now and the doctors say that she could take weeks or even months to awake. As for me, I'm fine. I was shot in my thigh one time and I underwent surgery a few days ago to have the bullet removed. I'm still being confined to this damn hospital and I hate it. I did though have my bed moved right next to Christian's. I want to be here when she wakes up and not a second later.

It really hurt me to know that I was the reason behind this all. I tried my damn hardest to keep Christian seperated from this whole drug shit because I was afraid that sone shit like this would happen. I didn't want her to be worried with this shit at all. I know that this was none other than Xayviur and his crew. That damn black Rolls Royce spoke for itself. Had Xay's nane written all over it. Needless to say, I have nearly every nigga in Compton after his ass and I swear, he better start counting his motherfucking blessings and getting right with the Lord, because these are this niggas last days. Once I get my hands on him it's game over.

Throughout this entire hospital stay, my mom has been here nearly every day checking up on me and Christian. Kai and her family, as well as Dayvion and his family, along with a whole bunch of other people have been in and out of the hospital showing mad love. Funny thing is, Christian's people haven't showed up once. No phone calls, no visits, no nothing. I wonder what that's about. I've tried asking her about her parents a few times but she always tries to brush past it and act like I didn't ask or she'll try and change the subject real quick. I think it's fucked up tho, that they aren't even pretending like they care.

"Yo, thank you so much for this, ma. You don't even know. Hospital food taste like crap." I spoke as I indulged in my mother's home made chicken and rice as she sat by Christisn's bedside, holding her hand

"Your welcome," she smiled weakly.

"Come on ma, don't start with the waterworks. It's gon' be okay." I say to her as I noticed a few tears slip out of her eyes.

She sniffled. "You'll never understand it, Jordan."

"Understand what?"

"You will never understand the pain that comes along with raising children and being a woman. Cherish the time you have with her. Show her how much you love her and how much you care for her, Jordan."

"I never said I was in love with her." The fact that I was in love with her was true, but I never expressed it to my mother.

She got up and came over to kiss my head. "You don't have to. It's in your eyes, baby. Enjoy your food. I'll be back later today or tomorrow."

"Aight, see you later, ma."

And just like that, I was striken with boredom again. I just want to get the fuck out of here and home. Plus, these hospital gowns are scandolus as fuck. They make my balls itch and they be having my ass all out shit. I wasn't supposed to be out of my bed at all without a nurses consent and help, but I had to piss and I'm sick of these damn bed side urinals.

"Shit," I hissed as soon as I stood up. This bum ass leg was hurting like hell.

I limped to the bathroom and relieved myself. As I was limping back, I noticed Christian in a different position then when I went to the bathroom, but her eyes were still closed. I went over to her bed to talk to her like I do everyday, but when I reached for her hand, she jerked back.

"Christian?"

"I seen you scratch your balls with that hand earlier," she croaked.

I've never been more elated in my damn life. I kissed her so damn hard I thought my lips would fall off.