Pass Down The Throne

Chapter 10: Broken Bone, Broken Hearts

(Kyle Davidson)
Romain Kent POV
I got out of the car and locked it. I began to run as fast as I could. I ran so fast like I usually do on the pitch. I got to the reception and tried to catch my breath. I pushed in front of a lady but I looked desperate.

"I'm so sorry ma'am." I looked at the lady.

"I'm looking for my family.." I said trying to catch my breath.

"Name?" The receptionist asked.

"Kent, its Kent." I breathed in and out.

"They're here." She wrote down the floor on a piece of paper.

"Thank you." I said before reading the paper.

I took a look at the paper and saw the floor and her number at the bottom. I smacked my teeth and threw it near her as I ran to the elevator. I pressed real hard but it was taking ages. I went to the stairs and ran up them long ass stairs. Why did you have to put her high up? I finally made it and I pushed through the double doors. That's when I found my whole family there. Everyone except Rochelle and Harlem. They all looked up with sorrow in their eyes. As soon as mom saw me, anger and rage filled her eyes.

"WHERE FUCK HAVE YOU BEEN?!" She ran to me.

"Mama, I--." She cut me off with her hard slaps that stung.

"WHERE. HAVE. YOU. BEEN?! YOUR SISTER. IS IN THERE LAYING. ON HER GODDAMN BACK!!" She yelled.

Pops and Uncle Kenyon pulled her off of me. I was there on the floor. I felt defeated. I got up and saw my father. He had the look of disappointment on his face. He shook his head and so did Uncle Kenyon.

"I'll handle your ass when we get home.." He fixed his shirt on purpose showing me his belt.

"W-what happened?" I went over to Jeremiah.

"Romain..You left us there on our own. We had to handle Don's crew.." He sighed and lowered his head.

"Is everyone okay? W-where's my sister?!" I felt myself tearing up.

The doctor came out with a clipboard in his hand. He removed his stethoscope and walked towards us. We all got up and moved closer to hear what was going on.

"Doc! How are they?" Uncle Orlando spoke.

"Harlem is okay. He got a busted lip and a few scratches on his face here and there. He's also got a fractured wrist which we have already taken care of. He's okay though. Somebody probably jumped him but we don't know the situation. I know for a fact that they probably used something to hit his wrist." He explained.

"W-what about Rochelle?" Aunt Keisha asked.

"As for Rochelle, she got shot in the arm. We managed to get the bullet out so all is good. She got lucky, the paramedics got there in time. We will have to keep her in the hospital for about a week and then if she's alright, she'll be good to go." He told us.

I instantly fell to the ground and placed my head in my hand. I'm dumb as fuck, I really am. My sister got shot and it's all my fault that I couldn't protect her. I raised my head up and watched as my father pulled my mom in for a hug as she cried. I can't believe this is happening.

Harlem Taylor POV
I stepped out of my hospital room and found the whole of Rochelle's family sitting there. Mrs Kent got up and came over to me. She pulled me into a tight hug and thanked me for looking after Rochelle. As for her father, he slapped hands with me too. Walking past, I gazed at Romain who was on the floor staring at something. I smacked my teeth and shook my head.