Forbidden Love

Chapter 12

Adrianna's POV

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"So tell me, Adri, where's Chris now?" Jerome says as we sat to the table in a secluded spot towards the back of the restraunt.

"No idea, I haven't seen him in eight  months and you know that. We talk occasionally but rules are pretty strick where he was sent so every FaceTime or phone call is always quick and straight to the point" I say sounding as convincing as possible.

Obviously, Chris shouldn't be home and no one needs to know about his wereabouts as of now.

"Oh, really? Because I got a text late last night from one of my boys telling me that Chris was planning something with some nigga named Mike. What do you know about that?" He says as a smirk forms on his lips.

"Mike? Never heard of him or the 'plan' you speak of. I tried to tell you Chris keeps all that stuff to himself. I assure you he's nowhere close to here right now" I say sipping my water.

"Play dumb all you want but if I were you, I would be very worried for his safety right now. I suggest you give him a little phone call, or maybe a text." He says standing up and leaving the restraunt.

I roll my eyes knowing Jerome is just trying to scare me. Chris is fine, I know it.

He's always careful and prepared when he does anything stupid which is practically everything he does. He's never gotten severly hurt and I'm sure it's not going to start now.

I leave the restraunt and suddenly loose my urge to shop. I keep getting this sharp pain in my chest and short little migranes that hurt like hell. I try to shake it off and just keep walking to my car but every few steps I take the pain comes back worse.

I pull my bottle of Advil out of my purse , taking one and drinking it down with water. I say a silent prayer and hope that pill works miracles today.

After walking for what seemed like forever, I finally make it to my car. I unlock the door and plop down in my drivers seat, rubbing my temples to try and ease the pain.

I crank up the car and drive home as fast as possible, craving the softness of my bed.

It seems as if the closer I get to home , the stronger the pain gets. Its even gotten to the point where my vision is a little blury.

Just let me get home...

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My heart drops as I see two police cars parked in front of Chris' house and his mother crying my front porch. The pain hits me once more as I hop out the car to see what's going.

"Mrs. Johnson? What's going on? Is everything okay?" I say with worry, sitting down beside her. She looked up at me with so many mixed emotions in her eyes. Pity, hurt, sadness, hatred, resentment . I didn't know what to think.

"Adrianna, there's been an accident" she starts to say.

"An accident? What kind of accident? Involving who? Is Chris hurt?" I say hesitantly already knowing the answer to my last question. I start to feel the sting of tears in my eyes.

"I'll explain once we get there, although no one seems to know all the details. We just need to get to the hospital" she says trying to avoid answering my questions.

"Mrs. Johnson, why are we going to the hospital? Why did you wait for me? What's wrong with Chris?" I say still wanting to know what's going on.

"Adrianna just get in the car-"

"Mrs. Johnson please tell me he's okay" I say starting to feel lightheaded.

"Sweetie, he's been shot."

And with those last three words I jumped in my car and sped down the road towards the hospital.

I let my tears fall freely, occasionally clouding my vision as I make my way to the hospital. I keep my eyes straight ahead on the road trying my best not to panick.

I stop at a red light that isn't as red when the color is blurred with tears. I take deep breaths trying to control my emotions. The light turns green and I speed across the intersection not noticing the black van speeding towards me.

Out the corner of my eye I see the van getting closer by the second. Panicking, I turn my wheel trying to swerve to the side and avoid impact.

I scream just as the van hits causing my head to bang against my steering wheel. I feel the car flip not once or twice but three times. I see blurred images of a road now littered with debri along with blood and shattered glass covering my body.

And in a flash, everything goes black.

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Hope you liked the chapter. Finally, some drama! Please vote and share my story!

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Cierra