Chapter 20

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Chresanto Perspective

"No let Me go, man. Where's my sister! .where's my sister! "I yell. They wasn't giving me answers ,so I have to demand it! Everyone is acting fucking stupid right now! How hard us it to answer a question? .

"Sir, sir. You have to stop moving like that or else you'll bust your stitches "the brunette white lady says to me calmly. I didn't care about these stupid stitches. It was just a little fleshy wound. It ain't hurt that much.

  "Where is my sister Antoinette Sharel August. Where is she! "I shout  for the hundredth time. I know they're  tired of me asking*

"Sir you have to calm down. "

I wish they would just let me fucking leave. Got damn they're  difficult. I'm fine, I can leave. Just a few minutes ago the doctors was trying to sedate me with that fat ass needle.

"Should we let him go?. I mean the stitches are still fresh "one doctor whispers to another. I fluster up my nose, sighing deeply and impatiently. They caught my impatient attitude and hurry  over to get some bandages for my arm.

The brunette lady nurse starts wrapping my arm up after putting the protective cream over my stitches. It stings so bad. "Take care of your self "she finishes and flashes me a smile.

"Thank you. And uh you too "I jump off the hospital bed and push open the door. I look horizontally down the hallway, wondering which way to go. Damn my ignorance of hospitals.

I go with my instincts ,turning my heel on my left and sprinting down the hall. It's so white and boring, ever notice that? Why don't they add some bright colors! Give this place some life! This shit is just depressing.

I end up walking into the waiting room. Valica ,Mickey, Diggy, Brianna, and Ray was sitting in the waiting room on the left side. Bianca and Dria stood outside the waiting room with watery,blood shot eyes. I walk over to them first. "How ya doing? Ya holding up? "I stuff my one hand in my jean's pockets and sigh.

"I'm not doing good at all.. if you didn't notice "Dria emotionally ass said. I'm the one who got shot but she's emotional and hurt.  "What did ya hear?"Bee ask me. I shrug, "they ain't tell me shiit. Only stitched up my wound"I tell them.

I saw Makayla spot me from inside, and her face lights up. I couldn't help but to smile. She's the cream and sugar to my coffee,folks.

"Excuse me ladies "I said and they nod. I start walking towards her and pull  her up into my arms. I need a hug right now. I need someone. Everything is just so got daamn hectic. My mom's getting married and moving away .Craig shot up the school. It's just too much to take in. I wonder where's Jacob?

"Where's Jacob ?"I ask as she pulls away from the hug, and grabbing my hand and pulling me towards the empty chairs in the back. We take a seat in silence, slowly taking everything in. "Jacob left Chresanto. I guess he couldn't handle everything that was happening so he left. I don't know where "she says with her face in her hands.

"I can hardly handle this either. Glad you're here to with me. "I intertwine my hand with hers, and bring her small hand up to my lips and peck it. She smiles, "I was so scared chres "she sighs. I furrowed my eyebrows together, looking at her differently. "Why? I thought you was the fearless Makayla! What happened to her? "I chuckle a little. A very light one.

"Shiit got real..and you got shot I didn't know what to do, ya know? "She looks at me with watery eyes. "Aww baby, I ain't gonna leave you. you mean a lot to me "I wrap my arms around her waist in pull her close. It's good to have someone care about you,ya know?  To know that you mean so much to a person is amazing.

"Where is she? Where is my babies!! "

Everyone froze and turn the direction of the front desk. It was my mom. She was in her work clothes,consisting of tan khakis, black leather heels. A black cardigan and a Ralph Lauren white tee. She stands hand in hand with her new,"Fiance "Reggae.

Yasmeen rushes in shortly after mom did with both identical worried faces. My mom spots me and does a over dramatic gasp before running over
"Chrsanto!! Baby you're okay!! "She smiles ,with her arms open for a hug. My mom is so over dramatic. I'm fine.

"Hey ma,"I get up from the chair and hug her. She squeezes me tight, not wanting to let go "ma, ma, I'm fine. Can you let go? "I ask. She pulls away with tears in her eyes,missing up her makeup.

"Are you sure you okay? Oh my God your arm!! "She gasps again. She almost blacks out. Mom..."mama, I am fine "I tell her again. "Jesus! "She gass, pushing pass me and going over to a chair to sit. Her boyfriend gave me a nod, and I nod back.

Weird. I follow my mom to her seat and rub her back. "Where's your sister? Is she okay? Who was shooting? Did she get shot!! Chresanto answer me. "She rambles on hardly taking in oxygen to breathe.

"Ma, calm down and let me tell you what happen "I tell her. She nods, inhaling and exhaling. Yasmeen takes a seat by Reggae and brings her hands to her face. "I wanna know too "she says and I nod. This is going to be a long story. It'll be nice if Antoinette could tell her side of it.

Jacob Perez //Driving //10:00

I was driving and driving and driving. No significant place. I just need to get some air. I need to clear my mind from all the crazy shiit happening right now.

I slam on my brakes, then putting the car in park and turning off the car. I sigh, sitting back in my seat and staring out at the sky. I rest my chin on my palm, frowning a little. A lot has happen today. Unexpectedly.

I feel dreadful. I'm responsible for Antoinette being in there right now. I should have never let her push me out the way.She could have still been here. Awake. I'd rather take her place in that hospital bed. I should be the one in critical condition right now.

She took those two bullets for me. For me? My eyes watering just thinking about it. And I cheated on her for some girl, I barely even know. A girl I barely even remember. Maybe all this attention is getting to my head.

I felt my phone vibrate on my thigh, hesitating to answer it, but it could be an emergency. I swipe the answer button and held the phone up to my ear. Clearing my throat before speaking. "Hello? "

*Cliffhanger! Lol Comment though. Who you think he cheated on Antoinette with? Who you think is calling?*

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