Jaay.
I paced around hoping my babies were okay. As much as they begged me to calm down, I couldn't. I mean how would you feel if your girlfriend got stabbed while pregnant. Mike has been doing the same thing but worse. Kayla could die so I understand the struggle. Two different doctors came out. One came to me and the other went to Mike.
"Good news Jaren. The baby is still alive."
"Thank God!" I smiled.
"Your girlfriend is in a lot of the pain because of the stitches. We will keep her overnight to make sure she is alright. And she can't have any stress or the baby will die."
I sighed and rubbed my face. "Alright. Can I see her?"
"Yes. She is in room 202."
I thanked the doctor and went to her room. She looked tired, upset, and annoyed.
"Hey baby girl." I smiled sitting on her bed. "How do you feel?"
"I'm tired and in pain. I feel bad for Katherine."
"Who is Katherine?"
"Hopefully we can have a girl and name her Katherine Higgins."
"That sounds beautiful like her mama." I said pushing her hair back. "You want Daddy to make you feel better?" I smirked.
"In the hospital?!? Jaren!"
"What? It would make you feel better."
"Well you better lock the door."
Mike.
"She is currently in I.C.U. right now. Chances of her making it are slim."
I broke down in tears. I can't believe that my baby is so fucked up right now. All because of my crazy ass ex.
"Fuck you mean she in I.C.U.?" I heard a male say. "My sister isn't about to die, I know that much. Are you Mike?"
I looked up and he walked over. "Who did this?"
"My ex. She is no where to be found. When I find her, she is dead." I said clenching my fists.
"I gotchu. I'm gonna go looking for that broad. I'll let you know if anything happens." He said kissing Kayla's forehead. "Don't die on me, sis."
He walked out but I could hear him talking to somebody outside. A girl walked in rolling her eyes at me before walking over to Kayla.
"Who did this to you?" She sighed and began stroking Kayla's hair pushing it out of her face "I know I should've told Mommy not to let you go"
I looked up "You're Symone?" Kayla talked about her a lot and I knew that she only had one sister
"Yeah, what's it to you?"
"Nothing, Uh Kayla just talks about you a lot"
"Well I am all she has to look up to" She side eyed me "You must be Michael"
"Yeah but I prefer Mike"
"Whatever Michael, it doesn't matter me or Kayla won't be seeing you after this"
"What are you talking about?"
"You think me and Kameron are going to let her stay here after y'all almost killed her?" She laughed "If she makes it out of here she's coming home"
"You can't do that!" I yelled getting up from my seat and before I know it everyone else was in the room too.
"What the hell is going on in here" Erin said looking around but stopped when she noticed Symone "When did you get here?"
"A few minutes ago, Your little friend here is about to make me catch a case if he don't sit the fuck down"
"She's trying to take Kayla away from me!"
"Not just Kayla, you all are going home after this, Erin I called your mom and she-"
Erin cut her off "You called my mom!?"
"It's for the best"
"The best? I can't leave now"
"And why not?"
"Because she's under arrest for attempted murder"
Erin
"Attempted murder? What do you mean attempted murder!? I didn't do anything!" I yelled as the cop put me in handcuffs
"Erin Waterson, you are under arrested for the attempted murder of Paige Walker and Eli Johnson, You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law. You have the right to speak to an attorney, and to have an attorney present during any questioning. Do you understand these rights as they have been read to you?"
"Yes" I answered as tears streamed down my face, I had never been to jail and I wasn't ready to go either, what the hell was I going to do.
"Where are you taking her?" J'Kayla asked the officer as they took me out the room
"M'am move out of the way"
"I just wanna know where you're taking her"
"To the County Jail"
I cried even harder, what the hell was I going to do?
"Erin? Erin!" Elijah yelled running up to me. "Officers, she didn't do anything wrong."
"She attempted murder of a 5 month old and a 19 year old."
"The 5 month old is in my arms and he is fine. Please, just let me baby go. How much is bail?"
(A/N from Jazzi: Hi, yeah, um you might wanna make sure you are alone or in nothings way because you may flip out. :))
Omniscient.
As Elijah tried to reason with the police, an unexpected visitor came for Princeton.
"O-Oh. My. God." JaKayla said with her jaw dropping.
"Baby, I'm out!" He said hugging Princeton from behind.
"Ch-Chresanto?" He asked turning to him. "Your out! I missed you baby!"
"YOUR GAY MY NIGGA?" JaKayla screamed earning everyone's attention.
"Nahh, he is bi." Chres smirked kissing Princeton.
JaKayla fainted as Mike came back. He was confused at the scene.
"This isn't going to end well." Erin sighed.
"Who is that dude? My replacement." Chres asked smirking once again. "Y'all couldn't have gotten someone with an ounce of originality?"
"At least I didn't become a statistic. So I'd advise you to shut your milk carton built ass up." Mike snapped. "You look like my actual shit. And you have the fucking nerve to come at me. You can leave just like your hairline, bitch."
By now, almost everyone was either watching or recording what is going on. Walter and Keisha walked in after talking to Kayla's sister. As soon as Walter laid eyes on Chresanto, he knew it wasn't going to end well, so he tried to sneak away.
"No Walter, bring yo' ass back here, boi." Chres said letting go of Princess, shit, Princeton.
"Shit." Walter mumbled. "Hey, Chresanto. I see you are out of jail."
"Nahh. Cut the bullshit. You had a lot to say when you wanted to kick me out the group via text. Then replace me with a fake ass Tupac." Chres growled.
Elijah sighed and grabbed Chresanto's shoulder. "Look man, they aren't worth it."
"Man, whatever." Chres rolled his eyes then looked at Eli. "I see you met my son."
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