Gone Away

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-Diggys House-

Roc: *walks in* Man we got to talk.

Diggy: Wassup?

Roc: Zonnique still asking questions. I don't know what I'm supposed to tell her.

Diggy: You don't tell her anything. She already has enough she has to worry about.

Roc: But she has me thinking..what if he does wake up?

Diggy: Roc, this nigga has been on life support for years!! You really think he's gonna wake up?

Roc: Never know..

Diggy: So what you wanna go see him?

Roc: It can't do any harm..unless he's awake.

Diggy: Trust me, he ain't waking up no time soon.

Roc: So when you wanna go?

Diggy: We can leave tonight.

Roc: Aight.

Diggy: But what are you gonna tell Nique?

Roc: That I'm going on police business.

Diggy: Ok.

Bahjas POV

Right before we got to lunch, he got a call saying he had to go. After I talked to Nique I needed a second opinion. So I called Bre. She basically said that if I thought I was doing no wrong, why would I be questioning myself anyway. Which is very true..if you know you're right, you don't question yourself. So I thought it'd be best to keep my distance from Manny anyway.

But in the mean time, I had been texting Roc. He told me Nique has been asking about the night Ray.."died" per say. I feel bad keeping it away from Nique because I know how much she hates being left out when it comes to this stuff. But for her own health and protection she doesn't need to know what really went down after she left that apartment.

Thinking about all this made me miss my family. I really miss Christian and Hope. And I know Prince is still upset about this tour but I know he misses me. I'd do anything to just cuddle up with him right now. He's going to be pissed when he finds out about the baby. Maybe I'll play the Beyoncé card and announce it on stage. Then I can pretend like it was a surprise for him, than a secret.

Bres POV

I was sitting on the couch still thinking about that crazy nightmare I woke up from. Jacob keeps asking me what it was about but I'm afraid if I tell him then he'll think I don't have faith in us anymore. It's not that I don't have in him, it's I don't have faith in me.

I've had 4 miscarriages. This is our fifth try, and if I lose this baby I don't know if I'll make it.

It's sending me into a really deep depression. I feel as if I'm at the bottom of the stairs of a dark hallway. And at the top is all these people trying to help me. But I can't figure out what they're saying. And the more I try to climb up the stairs, the more stairs there are. And now I'm just really tired of climbing.

Niques POV

Roc: *walks in*

Nique: Where the hell have you been?! I've been calling you!

Roc: I got called into work. I have to go to LA.

Nique: LA? Why?

Roc: It's work stuff babe, you know I can't tell you that. But I have to go start packing.

Nique: When are you leaving?

Roc: Tonight.

Nique: So soon?

Roc: It's a really important case. But I'll be back as soon as I can.

Nique: Ok. I'll go pick up the girls early I guess.

Roc: *kisses her* I'll be back soon ok? Don't even worry.

-LA(next day)

Rocs POV

We walked up to the hospital desk. The lady was sitting there on the phone with somebody talking as if she weren't even at work. After standing for about 5 minutes still waiting for her to get off the phone, Diggy got impatient.

He grabbed the phone from the lady and slammed it onto the hook. I swear he's going to get us kicked out of here before we even get started.

Lady: Excuse you!? I was on the phone, who the hell do you think you are coming in here snatching from me?

Diggy: Either you can shut up and do your job and assist me with me what I need you to, or I can find your boss and tell him how you've been sitting here on the phone with your girlfriends the past 2 hours.

She glared at him before turning to her computer getting ready to type.

Lady: What can I do for you sir?

Her attitude caused me to laugh a little bit behind Diggy.

Diggy: We're here to see Rayan Lopez.

Lady: Are you family?

Diggy: He has no family. They all disowned him after he tried to kill my best friends wife. Now again..assist me or I'll find your boss.

Lady: Well how long has he been here? What department is he in?

Diggy: He's been here a couple of years.

Lady: I got it. Rayan Lopez, floor 6, and room A15.

Diggy: Thank you.

We made it to the room after a long, anxious elevator ride. The only thing I thought of the entire time was hoping that he wasn't awake. We slowly walked into the room and there he was.

Ray: Roc? What the hell are you doing here?

Diggy: Well, well, well...look who finally decided it was time to wake up.

Ray: I'm so glad your here. Look nobody around here is trying to tell me what happened to me. Why are they telling me that I've been in a coma the past couple of years?

Roc: Because you have.

Ray: So what happened?

Roc:....You got in a bad accident. Drove off a cliff.

Ray: Damn. Are you guys here to check on me? Where is everybody else?

Roc: They're at home. Safe with their families, and it's gonna stay that way do you understand me?

Ray: You're making it sound like you expect me to do something.

Diggy: Cut the bull shit Ray, we know damn well you remember what happened.

Ray: I really don't. The last thing I remember is Nique showing up at my apartment. Then I remember somebody had a wedding..and I remember Jade and Prod got together behind my back.

Roc: I think he's serious.

Diggy: Whatever. Look, they're gonna let you out of here soon. And this is our first and last warning. Stay away from our families. Understand? Don't contact anyone. The girls, us, anybody.

Ray: What the hell did I do?

Diggy: Just stay away. If I here you came within 30 feet of any of the girls houses, I will kill you slowly and as painfully as I can imagine.

Ray: I see you're still a crazy psycho.

Roc: Psycho? You wanna talk about psycho?! How about kidnapping me and making everyone think I was dead for over 6 months.

Ray: I don't know what you guys are talking about. But you need to get out before I call security.

Roc: Just stay away from us. I'm not gonna say it again.

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