Till Death Do Us Part

Set Two

PT9

Amber POV

"Major can you please tell me what's going on, I can't afford to keep sitting here waiting! The only fucking thing you've said is sorry, sorry what? Tell me something why you just staring into space!" I yelled getting his attention.

The nurse's had taking Jonas to get his shots and stuff done so I knew it would be a while before they brought him back. He shifted in his seat looking at me as if he was losing it, that wasn't making things any easier for me and he knew it. If I could get out of this bed and go check on him I would.

"I'm sorry I don't have any news Amber! I'm trying to pray to god for the first time in years that he don't take him away from me again, I can't deal with that shit. Y'all don't know the half of what I went through those six months he was in that coma, and now he's in the same predicament or worse. I can't, I can't deal with this shit, why the hell you think I'm here and Bee is down there? He's my little brother the only brother I got, so I'm trying to pray if you don't mind?"

For the first time in five years I saw Justin, my brother in law, my sister's husband, the beast, the go hard killer, the nigga who would end anybody within the blink of an eye cry. Warm tears flowed down my cheeks, I had never heard Major express himself like this, of course I knew he loved Ron but like he said, we had no idea what he went through and that made me feel even worse knowing I was the reason why.

"I'm sorry Major, I-" He cut me off getting up from his seat. "It's cool sis, let me step out here and call your sister and see if she got an update or anything and I'll be back to let you know." With that he looked at me, shook his head and headed out the room.

What happen with Byron.....

"This the gangsta shit you do, send another nigga to handle your dirty work? You a real bitch ass nigga!" Ron snapped at James through the phone.

"That maybe so, but you not gone make it out of that house alive so it don't even matter." He started laughing and the masked gunman raised his gun towards Ron's chest.

"Don't look scared now bitch."

"Nigga ian scared of sh-" before he could finish his sentence, he felt a sting followed by a burning sensation going through his chest. He grabbed his bullet womb as blood started to ooze out, sending him to the floor.

"Is he down?" James asked through the phone. The guy then made his way over to the back of the couch towering over Ron as he laid out on the floor.

In order to not be shot again, he closed his eyes and stop his breathing to make him assume that he was already dead. He drew his foot back and kicked Ron in the side twice, and as much as he wanted to react to the pain, he sucked in the pain holding back tears.

"I think he's gone."

"Hit him again to be sure that nigga ain't coming back!" He cocked the gun back firing the gun once more, shooting Ron in the side.

Although Ron was trying not to react to the pain, he could dyne the damage this bullet was about to cause. "I don't think he's getting up after this one boss, I'm out of here!"

"Get her to the hospital and let me know she safe." The gunman agreed and took off out of the house.

He hopped in the driver seat starting the truck and pulled out, heading in the direction of the hospital while Ron was laid out bleeding to death.

Beauty POV

"Ma'am you can't go back there!"

"I can and I will, that's my fucking brother!" I yelled to the nurse.