Chapter 13

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~ Chresanto's POV ~

As James, my brother, ran into the other room to get the phone and call the ambulance, I was slowing falling in and out of conscientious.

"Hold on bro, I'm coming now!" yelled my brother from down the hall.It felt like someone or something was forcing my eyes to close. About 20 minutes later, I woke up in the back of a ambulance with a needle in my arm that was attached to a little bag with some kind of clear liquid inside on a metal pole and James holding on to the side of the stretcher praying that I would be okay. After looking around trying to find out what exactly was going on I fell back out of conscientiousness. I woke up in a hospital bed with James, my mom, and Taylor with that nigga August holding her hand and shit when he knows that she's my girlfriend. Next thing I knew there was a strong and uncomfortable stinging sensation in my left leg.

"Hay baby. how are you feeling?" said my mother in a nice and sweet calming voice, coming closer to the bed and sitting right beside me.

"I'm fine mom, but what happened though? But why am I here in the hospital? In this bed with all these freaking needles in my arm? And why in the hell are Taylor and August holding hands when they both know that Taylor is MY girl friend." I said, making sure to emphasis on the word my.

"You don't remember wait happened bro?" asked my brother looking down at his fingers and then back up at me.

"Obviously not James. So about someone start out with telling me why I'm in this hospital bed and how I got here. And then someone could definitely tell me why my girlfriend and some random nigga from school that tried to steal my girl is holding hands with again MY GIRLFRIEND like they've been dating for 5 years or something."

James stepped forwards towards my bed and put his hands on the foot-railing of the bed. He looked at me with those little brown sad eyes of his.

"Well last night when you were sleep and everyone else was downstairs watching The Game together in the living room I went upstairs to check on you to make sure everything was okay and to get my phone. And when I walked into your room to check on you someone was standing above you with a gun pointed to your chest and when they saw me standing in the door way about to come into your room they instead shot you in the leg and then they got away because they climbed out of the window."

"Did you at least see who in the hell it was who shot me in my damn leg?" I asked in a very angry tone

"No, they had on a black ski mask." said James as he stepped back from my bed and going to sit back in his chair.

"Okay.. so what's going to happen to my leg because it's really killing me right now."

"Well the doctors were able to remove the entire bullet from your leg in the surgery. But they did said that when you wake up you would feel an extreme pain in your leg, and that you shouldn't move it for a couple of days or add any kind of added pressure on to it because that's just going to make it hurt even more." said my mother.

"Did they say exactly how long my leg is supposed to be like this?" I asked struggling to sit up comfortably on the bed. After I finally seemed to sit up on my own I looked around at everyone seeing that they were looking away trying not to watch me struggle on my own.

"Now will someone please explain to me as to why this goofy looking nigga with all the damn crayon drawings on his arms is over here holding hands with my girlfriend for the fourth time now."

"I'm not your girlfriend!" retorted Taylor, then looking towards the windows, purposefully trying to avoid eye contact with me.

"What do you mean you're not my girlfriend" I said in a confused tone

"Exactly what I said Chresanto. I know you're not deaf, you heard exactly what I said"

"I didn't break up with you and you didn't break up with me, so I'm confused right now. Out of no where you just stopped calling and texting me, and when ever I called or texted you yo never even answered or responded." I said in a very serious tone

"It's very simple Chres, you're just making it more complicated then it even has to be"

"See this is exactly why I didn't even want to come down here to this damn hospital to see his dramatic ass because he's always starting something that's not even called for."said Taylor as she turned to August and whispered in his ear.

"You wanna get out of here ma?" asked August, grabbing her hand

~ Taylor's POV ~

"Yea" said I in a innocent baby voice

"Come on babe" said August grabbing my by my hand and walking out of the room

After we walked out of the room and into the hall letting the door slowly close behind us, just leaving Chresanto, James, and their mom the only ones in the room.

'So where do you want to go now?' I said while he grabbed me by her waist and pulled me with him against the wall.

'I don't know, but as long as I'm with you I'm fine.' he said moving in and slowly kissing me

We ended up going to Forever 21 with August spending $600 worth of clothes on me and he bought me 3 pairs of Jordans.

"Damn ma, who knew you could spend almost $1,000 just on clothes and stuff." he said while carrying all of my shopping bags

"Well not every body can be like me and be good at spending other people's money. It's a special kind of gift that I got when I was born."

"Hahaha, girl you funny." there was a LONG LONG LONG ass moment of silence before August spoke.

" I love you Taylor." he said while looking over at me and then down at the ground

When I heard him say those 3 words, that usually mean a lot to some people, my eyes shot wide open and I looked over at him as if he was some kind of magical creature with 4 heads. I didn't know what to say. I never really told a boy, let alone a nigga, that I loved them. I took so long to say I love you back to him that he automatically looked down at the ground in disappointment at the fact that I didn't say it back. He must have been feeling as if I didn't reciprocate the same kind of feelings that he had for me, but for him.

"I love you too August..." I said looking at him

When he heard me say those words back to him, his head quickly shot up and he stared at me with his big dark brown eyes. He gently put his hand on my chin and pulled me towards him, and our lips touched but this times it was different. It was as if our lips were meeting for the very first time like Romeo and Juliet did that night at her family's party. His lips were softer than ever and they tasted so DAMN good that I never wanted out lips to part.

"Damn." I said shaking my head to make sure that what just happened actually happened and that I wasn't just bugging out.

"What?" He said smiling at me

"Nothing.... it's just....Damn!Your lips are just so damn soft...and they just taste so damn good. Felt like I was kissing you for the very first time."

"It's a light skin thing ma."

"Shut up" I said as we both started laughing.

At that moment, me and August were an official official couple. Before we were just friends with benefits and now it was the real deal.

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