Tasha
While I was picking my money up somebody started shooting.
I dropped down. I was too scared to run, I felt like I would get hit if I ran.
When I was sure that they stopped shooting I grabbed the rest of my money and went to the back. I got my stuff then left.
...
I just got out of the shower now I'm counting my money. I got $472 tonight.
It was an alright night besides people shooting up the club.
I put my money up then went to sleep.
...
I just did my makeup, hair and got dressed.
I gotta pay some bills today.
I grabbed my purse and phone then went downstairs. I walked to the door and opened it. When I did Crystal was about to ring the bell. We still talk. It looks like she was crying. "What's wrong?", I asked concerned.
"Los got shot at the club last night, he's in a coma."
"Are you serious?" She shook her head. "What hospital?"
"The one on Howard street."
"I'll be up there in a minute."
"Okay.", she said before going back to her car. I closed and locked the door then got in my car. She pulled off before I did.
...
I texted Carter and told him that I was at the hospital and why so he got mad.
He went off on me. He called me all type of bitches and sluts and hoes. He just went off on me.
I honestly don't know why. I mean, Los is somebody I really care for and someone I think I love. I think I might even be in love with him.
I knocked on the hospital room door. "Come in.", his momma said. I walked in softly closing the door behind me. I hugged her, Brandon and Crystal.
His momma told me that things aren't looking good.
I tried not to but tears started running down my cheeks.
I can't loose Los. He probably want nothing to do with me but I don't care. I don't want to loose him.
...
Carter just walked in, I closed the door after he did.
Carter just looked at me. "Why you go visit Los in the hospital?"
"He got shot Carter. I had to see how he was doing."
"No, you didn't have to do shit, you wanted to see how he was doing. I could've sworn you told me how he call you all out of your name and-"
"You called me all types of bitches and hoes and sluts earlier." He just looked at me.
"That's different, I was just mad.", he said.
"He was too. Look I will continue to visit Los cause I love him and-"
"Wait, wait, wait you love him?", Carter asked cutting me off. I thought about it.
"I think I do, no, I know I do.", I said.
"Stop visiting him or we're done.", he said.
"I guess we're done Carter." He just looked at me.
He left slamming the door behind him. I locked the door.
I honestly don't see what the big problem is. I wouldn't be mad if he went to see an ex in the hospital.
It doesn't matter, I'm single now.
