𝐖𝐞𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐓𝐨 𝐃𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐑𝐨𝐰. || 𝐚. 𝐡𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐨𝐧 & 𝐭. 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐫

22. Goodbye deathrow. For good?

A week later..

Aaliyah

I woke up once again in a hospital bed. I tried my hardest to wake up, but it was extremely hard to, since I was all drugged up on all the medicine that they gave me. What the fuck happened i'm thinking as i'm rotating my eyes around the large room.

I hear a knock outside my door. I just closed my eyes, because I did not feel like being bothered by any doctors right now. So i'm just laying here, keeping my eyes closed while whoever's in my room right now, is approaching my bed side.

I felt their hand on my hand, I knew that this could not be no fucking doctor. "Aaliyah?"

I can't believe that she's here right now. I slowly opened my eyes back up and she's standing there looking at me, tears pouring down her face. "Liyah I heard what happened. I'm glad that you made it through." She grabbed my hand, I yanked my hand away from her ass.

"What the fuck happened?" I asked.

"You and Pac were in a car accident." She sniffled.

"What?" I asked as my voice started to crack.

"Pac's in a coma...."

"I was just coming to see him. I was gonna fix things between us." I cried.

"He's gonna be fine, Liyah."

"Yeah?! Now how the fuck do you know that?!" I screamed.

"I don't, but you have to be positive for him and his family."

"I don't even know what the fuck is going on right now! I just wanna see Tupac!" I cried out.

Two male doctors and my mom came rushing into my room. "What's going on in here?"

"Sweetie, are you alright?" I mama asked as she held my face. Her face filled with concern.

I looked up at her, my tears still fresh and flowing, I said, "I need him to be here."

She sighed before turning to look at Kidada, then back at me, "Baby, he's gonna be fine. I promise."

"Imagine how he feels..." Kidada said.

I quickly sat up in bed, I tried attacking her but my mom grabbed me holding me down onto the bed. "I hate you, bitch!" I yelled at Kidada as my mom held me down.

"Aaliyah I'm sorry!" She yelled back. Tears were still streaming down her face.

"Miss Jones, leave the room." The doctor told her.

"No! Aaliyah I'm sorry, please! Just listen to me!"

"GET HER OUT OF HERE!" I screamed out.

"Miss Jones, LEAVE NOW!" The other doctor shouted at her.

She shook her head and ran out of my hospital room. My mom let me go to run after her. I sat up in my bed letting out a huge sigh. "Aaliyah are you alright?" Asked my doctor.

I slowly turned my head to face him, "Yes." I lied.

He nodded. They gave me some pain medicine before leaving out of my room. As soon as the door closed I started thinking about Pac once again. I needed to see him, I couldn't stop thinking about what condition Pac was in. I wanted to know something, I needed to know something.

I ripped out my oxygen, and took a deep breath. I looked at the IV in my arm, I sighed before snatching it out. I slowly got out of my hospital bed slowly making my way towards the door. I peeked out the door and saw that nobody was in the hall way so I ran out of the room and down the long hallway.