Train POV~
I was regretting what I did. I did it on accident. I didn't see him. I watched as she just stood there. Broken hearted. Watching him die. Listening to the faint sounds of the monitor. The nurses rushed in quickly but she didn't move. It was like her feet were glued to the ground. She & I watched as her now deceased husband was getting shocked back to life. But it was too late. He wasn't coming back. They yelled clear for the 3rd time. And she told them to stop. It was enough. He was gone, && it was nuffin they could do about it. I walked out of the room & sat on the bench. I put my head in my hands. Trying to think. I've gotta do something for them. I can't just walk away from this situation. Thts not the type of guy I am. Maybe I could pay for the funeral, or help her out with whateva she got going on. I've gotta think fast..
Keke's POV~
I turned around to see the guy gone, && Jayla silently sleep on the chair wif the teddy bear clutched close to her heart. I couldn't help but to break out & cry. I can't believe he's gone. Right when things get good, something turns bad. Why do I feel like God has given up on me? When I know he hasn't. Why do I feel like I can't get a fvckin break wif all this drama? Sometimes, I wish this never happened, the only thing tht has benefited out of this is Jayla. He was starting to change. For us & the better. =/ I couldn't take the pressure. I wiped my tears && picked up Jayla. She adjusted her head along my shoulder. I put the note & envelope back in my purse. I looked back once more. Jayla started to wake up. She looked over to see Braun laying there. She reached for him. 'Jay what's wrong?' I whispered. 'Daddy' she whispered back. I got closer to the bed, && I leaned her down to kiss his cheek. I don't know how I'm going to explain this. She laid her head back on my shoulder && I walked out. Dried tears plastered on my face. I've gotta call Braun's sister. She prolly wouldn't even care tho. She's been gone for so long. There isn't much of having a funeral. He hardly had any relatives. Besides his sister. I looked to my right to see the guy, Train, sitting on the bench, with his head in his hands. I think he feels guilty. I heard him mumbling to his self, he constantly was saying, 'What have I done?' .
"Don't blame yourself." I sat by him. He looked at me.
"I have to. I didn't see him, he didn't see me. It's all my fault."
"No. No. The more you blame yourself, the more your gonna find it hard to let the situation go."
"But aren't u sad?"
"Yes. Yes I am. But I also have faith. I have the strength of a young black woman/mother, thts tryna make it better for her child. I have to believe. && what went on tonight, was nobody's fault. It just happened. He knew he prolly wouldn't make it home. But thts just it. It's all good. && I forgive u." Knowing the next thing he was gonna say was sorry a million times.
"Is there anything I can do?"
"Not really. There isn't gonna be a funeral. He hardly had relatives. && ion need his lil gang members showing up, tryna get what he had." He looked at me.
"You're a strong woman. && I'm sorry for the pain I might've caused you & your daughter." I nodded.
"It's all good. Things happen for a reason right?"
"Right." He smiled.
"How come your so sad about this? Any other guy would take a chance && run away from this situation."
"Well. This happened to my older cousin, he's tha one tht took me in. I know how u feel. I really do."
"Ohhh I'm sorry to hear tht."
"It's gud." He looked into my eyes. && for a moment. I saw pure innocence. Like he didn't like doin this type of shit. I looked away. I saw something else. Just couldn't figure tht out.
"We should get going. It's been a long night." He nodded & we walked to the elevator. The ride down was silent until we stepped out.
"Keke's ya name right?"
"Yaaaz."
"Well uhm here's my number, call me if u need anything. I'm here for u" I smiled at his effort.
"Okaii..." Minnie walked to us. "Wait how are you getting home?" He shrugged. "You want a ride?"
"Yeah. Thankz"
"Np." We piled inside of Minnie's truck & drove to Train's house. He smiled at us, & got out of the car. He walked up to his door. But he jogged back to the car. I left my window down. "Yes?"
"Just.. I'm sorry."
"It's okay. I told u tht. Get some sleep." He nodded & smiled. We drove off back to Minnie's house, Leah was still there, sleeping. Well at least thts what we thought. She was in the living room, watching Spongebob, eating cereal, like it's daytime. I laid Jayla on the sofa, as she turned over && went to sleep. I sat on the floor by Leah; criss cross. I sat there like nuffin happened tonight. But I started to think. I knew I wouldn't see him again. I knew I wouldn't see those big hazelish eyes anymore. I knew I wouldn't hear his voice anymore. I knew I wouldn't get tht annoying feeling whenever he tried to do something & starts to get on my nerves. I knew I wouldn't be in his arms anymore. && I knew it wasn't a matter of time b4 I started to break down. Leah && Minnie asked me what happened.. I told them everything. After telling them. I just sat there. Staring at the wall. I had an unreadable facial expression. I didn't know whether to be happy or sad; happy tht he was away from the gangs & drama, or sad; tht he was gone. Forever...
~Lêxïï.
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