Don't Believe In Love II

13. A Stronger Love (2/4)

Jacob.

I opened my eyes and looked around the room. Jessica is still not here. She was supposed to be getting in last night to see me, but apparently, I'm not that important to her. Good Morning America was on the television. I smiled as Lara Spencer's face came across the screen. I don't know, she's just really pretty to me. The bathroom door opened, and Prodigy came out with his ass hanging out of his hospital gown.

"Dude, what the hell!" I said while laughing. He mimicked my laugh and shot a bird at me. He got back in the bed and started staring at the door. "You expecting somebody man?" "Yeah, my girl. I wonder if they know..." "I'm sure she's on her way right now if she knows anything about it. She's crazy about you." He nodded.

The door suddenly swung open as Breaunna and Zonnique walked in. Zonnique hugged me, but Bre went straight to Prod, naturally. "You okay, Prince?" I looked up at Zonnique and smiled. "Yeah, I'm cool." "What happened? This is ridiculous." "Apparently, someone from the inside had it out for us. I don't know who, but they knew us all too well. Knew our secrets, what our schedules were, everything." She shook her head. "That's crazy. We already lost two, and we can't afford lose anymore. We gotta stick together when y'all get outta here." I nodded and looked out the window with the image of what happened in my head.

In Bahja and Roc's living room

"Somebody here is a rat," Roc said, pointing his gun at us all. "and I intend to find out exactly who it is." Bahja got up and stood by his side with her arm resting on his shoulder. Craig tried to stand up with intentions to calm him down, but Roc whipped him with the gun. Amani Reese gasped as her boyfriend pulled his gun on him. "Look, man. Nobody here was looking for any trouble or nothing, man. Just let us go, and we'll be cool." The two men stood there, guns in each other's faces. "Bahja, get your fiancé!" Amani yelled. "Get your fiancé!" She retorted.

They all stood there, staring intently at each other. Nobody flinched, nobody moved. Suddenly, gunshots rang through the house. The next thing I knew, everyone was on the ground with blood coming out of their bodies. The door opened and slammed. Only four people made it out of there without a scratch. Out of the four, who could've done this?

"Jacob?" Zonnique said. I looked back up to her as she had a worried expression on her face. She wiped away a single tear that fell down my face. I was so deep in that I didn't realize I had been crying. "Four people made it out without a single injury: Ray, Indya, and two of Roc's friends. I wanna know who did it." I said. Prod and Bre looked over at me. "Oh, cmon! Do not start pinning stuff on Ray!!" She said. I bucked my eyes and sat up quickly, causing a wound on my back to hurt. I winced in pain as Zonnique help me get comfortable again in bed. "Bre, he was there. He knows." She shook her head and turned to Prodigy. "Babe, would Ray do something like this?"

I looked over at him with a sort of glare. He looked up at Bre and shrugged his shoulders. "I doubt it." I shook my head and turned away from both of them.

"Honestly, Breaunna, I'm done with you. I am. I love you, and that is something that I don't want to change. But it's so hard to love someone who's constantly on that bullshit. I don't care about your opinions and what you think I should do or what your boyfriend thinks of what I said. I'm over it. So if you don't wanna believe me or if you think my belief is absolutely absurd and you wanna give your stank ass 2 cents to everything I say just because your heart is filled with hatred towards me, then you can just stay away from me."

I looked directly into her eyes. "Forever. I don't want any parts of someone who's constantly negative because of past shit. Don't speak to or Of me ever again."

She stood there with her mouth slightly open. She shed a tear and stormed out. I don't care about how she feels at this point.