"Thank you doc", I turned around and I headed off to the trap since I made everybody wait for me there. I know my husband y'all and I don't think he's going to die. He just can't but I'm the only one that sees it that way. I wonder if my little faith is being noticed by God over all the people saying he's not going to make it. I prayed the whole car ride to the trap. I pulled up the driveway and I walked into the trap house and headed straight to the meeting room. Everybody was in there already sitting and waiting and it was dead silent.
"So as you all know 'Xavier is as of now on his death bed. The doctor said to get ready to make funeral arrangements but I'm not letting go but what I do want to know is where the f*ck were y'all at? Who knew about the drop he was making? And I swear if you lie I'm killing you, I'm not even going to give you the satisfaction of taking my time to kill you I'm just gone shoot you and you dropping dead so raise yo hands and raise me high", I looked around the room and everybody had their hands up.
"But Boss Lady..."
"Did I ask you to talk?", I snapped at him.
"No ma'am"
"Alright then stop talking. If everybody knew what he was going to why were none of you there. This was one of the biggest drops you could make in the game and y'all let him go alone for it to turn up and be a setup?"
"He told us not to come", one of the people that made drops for 'Xavier said.
"So what! I don't care how mad he get you don't let anybody go alone on nothing. Y'all better get y'all buddies because y'all ain't pissing without the other one there. Pick one person and y'all will know where the other one is at ALL times. Nothing is to be done alone out here in these streets. We ain't as close as we need to be apparently but that's changing and if 'Xavier don't make it everybody who raised their hand is gone be sorry cause it's gone be a lot of slow walking, sad singing. Black wearing, flower dying bringing. We all will be back here at 11 tonight. Meeting adjourned", I walked out and hopped in my car and I drove back to the hospital.
"Debbie are you okay?", I looked up and my sister was there.
"Yeah D I'm good I'm just thinking about a lot. This isn't how it's supposed to turn out. Come on now over 30 bullets were taken out of his body and he's on his death bed, I need my husband. He's my baby daddy, lover, friend, enemy at times, that's my everything. He's the reason I have a reason to wake up in the morning and strive for better. I have two kids and another one on the way what am I supposed to do without my husband?"
"You're pregnant?"
"Yeah I was supposed to have an appointment next Tuesday but I'd rather have my husband there with me"
"I understand Ladybug. But I did talk to the doctors and it's his time to go. I know you don't like it but you have to let it go. It's hard I know but you don't want him walking around the earth with bullets in his body and a target on his body everyday of his life"
"No but I don't want to do it alone. I'm about to be 20 and I want my husband. If he dies my life is over, he's my other half"
"It's okay but you have to let him go and let him be free", she hugged me and I cried in her arms for a long time. I don't want to let him go I want to see him. When I let her go the doctor came in and said I could see him.
I walked in the room and my heart almost stopped beating. He was hooking up to so many machines, it was tubes of blood everywhere, and it stunk real bad. He looked so cold and his skin is real dry. He really looked dead but he was on a machine that made him move and the beeps were real fast like it was about to just go to a straightline.
