Chapter Sixteen

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The next day

I was finally free from the hospital, the smell of it just blah can't stand it and its too nosy at night can't sleep with beeping sounds going off and different alarms.

Stormy drove me home to mom's house. I wanted to be there for my first night home. Simone helped me walked to the door, cause I was out for so long my legs are a bit weak from not walking or moving them. They felt strong but weak, Lo told me moms had been doing leg exercises twice a day so my legs won't be so stiff when I woke up.

We came in the house, I went straight to my favorite couch sat down let myself sink in taking in the cool leather. Mom walked in with a bowl filled with freshly made French fries and a cold strawberry soda. I smiled and began eating it.
I told y'all I love French fries and strawberry soda, don't judge me.

Five hours later

Mom and them gather around in the family room sat down and stare at me.

"Do you remember what happened that night?" Dad ask, I nod my head yes.

"Who shot you?" He ask

"Jonathan." I answered
They gasp as they heard me.

"Jonathan shot me, said it was payback."

I shook my head as I lean forward just as I tried to lay my arms on my legs I jerk back a bit

"Ahh." I groan, I placed my hand on my chest over the bandage. I took slow deep breaths soothing the pain.
I'm just glad the bastard didn't hit my heart I knew he was aiming for it. Simone gave me a glass of water I drank it.

"So what do we do? we can't let him get away with this." Simone ask

"Put a alert out, have the crew looking for him, bastard almost killed my daughter, he won't get away with this." Mom answered.

I kept my attention on Lo, saw how he was reacting, he was too distant. Then I noticed he's wearing a dark long sleeve shirt and shorts. I know I be wearing the same thing but it's damn near 90° and real humid out.

My mind began racing, trying to remember everything about my brothers appearance. Come to think of it I never seen him wear a short sleeve shirt or go swimming. Used to tease him and tell him I can teach him how to swim he would just say he doesn't like swimming.

I ended up tiring myself thinking so much. I ended up going to bed, went to my old room. Everyone else settled in for the night.

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