Not Your Average Trap Queen

Ch. 27

1 week later

Shay

"Yo, I swear to God if she over does it, imma freak the fuck out on her." Gena laughs and shakes her head at me. "I'm serious! She doesn't have that kinda strength. Make her ass...matta fact, I'll do it."

I get up from the table and walk towards the room. I walk in and glare at her while I cross my arms.

"Imma fuck you up, Jesslyn."

"How is she?" I shake Gena to get a fucking answer out of her. She's shaking, crying, and unable to speak.

I rush into the little operating room and see Zy doing compressions.

"Zy! What the fuck is going on?"

Z: "She flat lined, Ms Shay. We're doing what we can to revive her." I rush over to her bed and grab her hands. "We've got a heartbeat." I let go of a massive breath I'd been holding in. I break down crying and squeeze her hand tightly.

"Jess, baby, its me. Don't leave me. Please don't leave me." I kiss her hand and lay my head on the bed. "What's going on, Zy?"

Z: "The bullet's still in, and I don't know if I can get it out. We can take her to a real doctor after, but Gena couldn't handle it. She's very low on blood, and if we don't get her more she will die. That's why her colors all disfigured and her body is cold. Her hearts working too hard and she could go into cardiac arrest. Do you know her blood type?"

"We share the same blood type."

Z: "We'll need as much as we can get."