D E M A R I E
Two weeks later..
"It's been two weeks since this stuff happen, I wish everything will go back to being okay. I feel like this is my fault." I say to Bria over the phone, while feeding Tristan.
"Demarie', I really wish you'll stop blaming yourself. It's not your fault you got kidnapped and all of this happened."
"But if I nev--" I was cut off by something falling upstairs. "Hey, Bria i'll call you back.."
"Alright."
Carefully shifting a now sleeping Tristan, to as I was cradling him, I walk upstairs to see what was going on. Going into the room, I see August on the floor struggling to get up. I gently lay Tristan down on the bed before rushing to him.
"Are you okay?"
He ignores me, struggling to pull his self up on the bed.
Sighing, I help him onto to bed.
"I-I h-had it." August struggles out.
"No you didn't. You was struggling trying to get up there. You need to stop being stubborn and let me help you. The doctor said you need to be careful being that the bullet is still inside you." I tell him.
He wave me off with his hand.
August has been like this since he left the hospital last week. I had misunderstood Vonte' and thought he was dead because he walked out when I asked him but he was just in a pretty bad condition.
3 Weeks Earlier...
Wassup?" Vonte' spoke.
"Where's August?" I ask, cuddling Tristan.
"That's what I need to talk to you about..."
He sighs.
"About?"
"De', ion know how to tell you this..." Vonte' starts.
I start getting worried again. "What?" He doesn't say anything. "Vonte' please tell me he's okay."
He shook his head.
"P-please don't tell me he's dead."
I felt my eyes start to water.
Vonte' shook his head, walking out the room.
"Sweetheart I'm going to need you to calm down...We don't need you blood pressure going up and your scaring the baby." The nurse says.
She grabs Tristan out of my arms slowly rocking him to calm him down.
I cried more. "August, why are you doing this to me..."
"Are you talking about the young man that came in with you?"
I nod.
"Sweetie he isn't dead, he's in surgery right now." She say's.
"But I thought Vonte-" I started.
"No he isn't, but he is critical condition though. Your friend is just taking hard right now and to see you tear up probably made him feel some type of way cause he had been holding up quite well since he brought you guys in."
"Thank God." I mumble out, more to myself.
End of Flashback
Snapping out of my thoughts, I hear Tristan making noises. I walk over to the other side of the and pick him up with August watching me.
"Do you wanna hold him?"
He shook his head no. He's scared he's going to drop him because his strength and muscles isn't as they should be.
"Just lay back and-"
"I said n-no!" He manages to say, cutting me off.
Shaking my head, I get up leaving the room.
I don't know what to do anymore...
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