Solid ||Bryson Tiller||

Ten

Janiya's POV

I knew my daddy did drugs and that Que and Major was his supplier, but I didn't think it'll come to the point where my dad owed them money. And he owing them money resulted in me being kidnapped. Even though my dad was gonna let me get killed over some money, I still love him. I was pretty shocked- more like hurt. You know how your parents will say, "I'll die for you."? Ion think my father made that clear. It was more like "You die for me." I heard about Que and Major though. I heard they're powerful. They were a force to be reckoned with. I always had a little crush on Que. I always had a thing for hood niggas. But I don't know anymore. My crush killed my dad. How am I gonna live with that thought in mind? And now I'm in this big ass house with his sister and her friend. Is this my new home? Will my family come looking for me? All of these questions rushed through my head. I mean, I could just call 9-1-1 now. I looked around the big room in search of a phone, but there wasn't one in sight. Shit. I'll leave out the window. I went to the window and spread the curtains apart and tried to unlock the lock but it wouldn't budge. I'm stuck here. Fuck, I thought. I got back in the bed and curled up into a ball and started to rock back and forth.

"Um..." I heard a light knock on the door.

I looked up and it was Keona.

"I made you a plate just in case you were hungry." She walked in with a plate full of rice and shrimp. She placed it on the nightstand and sat on the bed.

"I'm sorry for your loss..." she said.

"Yup." I really didn't feel like talking especially about my dad.

"Well, if you need me, I'll be in the living room." She got off the bed and walked towards the door. I nodded and curled back into a ball, grieving.

10 minutes later

I felt a set of hands on me, shaking me out of my sleep. I opened my eyes, blinking to clear my vision. It was Anna.

"Come on, we gotta go now. Come on!" she said.

What in the hell is going on? I slipped on my sandals and followed Anna out the room to the living room to see Keona and Que pacing back and forth.

"Alright, let's go!" Que demanded.

We walked out the house and hopped into his yellow Range Rover. I had no idea where we were going. I just enjoyed the ride. Once we arrived at the hospital, my heart began to pound.

"W-What happened? Why are we here?" my voice cracked.

No one answered me. We found a parking spot and walked into North shore Hospital. I shivered. People die here. Que and Keona went to the receptionist saying that they were here to see Bryson. Who's Bryson? I sat down and crossed my legs? I was cold as hell, not even pepping that I walked out the house with a big ass jersey on.

"This bull, man." I heard Que say. "You gotta let me see him. He my brother! I aint leaving this bitch until I see him!" he yelled.

"Sir, calm down. He's in urgent care right now. They have to remove the bullet out his shoulder and hip." The woman receptionist explained. "He's out cold right now, so you're gonna have to wait regardless. Please take a seat. The doctor will be out with you soon." She said.

He walked away from the window and sat down with Keona behind him. She shed a few tears. I sort of kind of felt bad for him, but I also had that "that's-what-yo-ass-get" thought in mind. I looked at him and his fists were balled up and his eyes were red. We made eye contact and I looked away.

45 minutes later

The doctor finally came out with a clipboard in his hand. He was tall, Caucasian, and his tag read "Doc. Stan".

"Family of Bryson Tiller." He said.

Que was the first one to jump out of his seat.

"Yeah, that's us." He said.

"Okay, well you know he got three times. Twice in his right shoulder and once in his hip. We've removed the bullets successfully, but he's in a cast and he's gonna be on crunches until he can walk on his own." He explained.

"Okay, well can we go see him?" Keona asked.

"Yes, follow me." He said.

I got up and followed him until we were in front of room 523. The Doctor knocked on the door before turning the knob and walking in. once I saw who Bryson was, I rolled my eyes. It was Major. He was watching TV, not like he was enjoying Wheel of Fortune.

"Bro, you good?" Que walked to his bed and man hugging him.

Major winced in pain and chuckled, "Thank God I'm still alive."

"I'll give you all your privacy." The Doctor said and walked out.

"Who did this to you?" Que asked pulling up a seat.

"Shit, I wish I knew. But I know the person was in a black Lambo." Major said.

"Don't even sweat it. I'm gon find that motherfucker. Put that on my pops." Que said.

I cleared my throat and folded my arms.

"I'm hungry as hell though, Ima go to McDonald's and I'll be back." Que said and walked out with Anna. It was me, Keona, and Major. I was mad uncomfortable.

"A-Are you okay?" Keona's nose was running. She sat in the chair by his bed and held his hand.

"Yeah, ma, I'm okay. Stop crying. I'm alive." He reassured her.

"I won't leave this hospital until you get out, I promise." She said.

He smiled and I could see how much he adored her. He looked different. He didn't look angry like he did hours ago. The door opened and Que and Anna walked in, including two FBI agents. Will this be my shot to tell them what occurred hours ago or...? Do I keep quiet?

A/N; Yeahhhh I know this was short, but I got hungry lol but comment, vote, and share!