Preachers Daughter (Lonzo Ball)

Is He Okay?

*Katalinas pov*

Me- is he okay??

Mom- We don't know yet..

Me- alright...

I sighed a bit and put my phone down again. "Calm down baby," Lonzo held me close and rubbed my back. I nodded and sighed a little.
"Its hard though. Could you bring me there please?" I sighed a little bit.
"Yes lets go," he helped me up and into the car. He put me in and got in too. I told my mom that I was on my way. I told Connor too. I held Lonzos hand, my hands were shaky. "Baby hes going to be okay I promise," he sighed a little bit.
"You don't know that," I sighed, shaking my head.
"But you need to think that okay?" I nodded and sighed a little.

Lonzo pushed my wheel chair into the hospital and into the waiting room, where my parents sat. "Any news?" I sighed a little bit.
"No not yet," my mom sighed. Lonzo sat down in a chair by me.
"This is Lonzo by the way," I smiled small, "My boyfriend."
"We don't care right now Katalina," my dad scoffed. I shrugged a little bit and nodded. I held Lonzos hand and leaned back, I waited for some good news.

"Is he okay?!" my mom stood up fast as a doctor came out.
"Yes but we cant get the bullet out easily, its close to his spine so there is a chance that he could be paralyzed from the waist down if we operate but there is bad things that come with leaving it in too," the doctor explained.
"Do the surgery," my mom and dad said at the same time.
"Okay we will get him into surgery as soon as possible and we will let you know what happens after," he smiled at us then walked out.

There was a few people taking pictures of Lonzo and I... I didn't know what to think about it.. Lonzo didn't seem to realize it though. I smiled small and put my head on Lonzos shoulder. "Whats going on?!" I heard Connors voice. I smiled bigger and I sat up a little.
"Connor I missed you!" I sighed a little bit, but it was a happy sigh. I stood up slowly and I hugged Connor. He hugged back gently and rubbed my back. "Brandon is in surgery right now," my dad cut in.
"Is he going to be okay?" Connor rubbed my back.
"Hopefully," my dad nodded. I pulled away and smiled at Connor. "This is Lonzo my boyfriend," I smiled small and sat down again. "Nice to meet you," Connor smiled at him.
"You too," Lonzo shook his hand and smiled at them.
"Don't worry about them," my dad pulled Connor away from us and sat him over by where they were. I shrugged it off, even though it really hurt me... My dad is pushing me away from the family... Lonzo could tell that I was upset and he rubbed my hand. I smiled weak at him and put my head on his chest and waited for the doctor to come back.

"We finished surgery and it went good. He is showing movement in his legs and arms which is a really good thing," the doctor smiled at us, "He should wake up very soon so you guys are welcome back there,"
"Thank you!" I smiled at the doctor and leaned back on the wheel chair. We all walked up to his room but my dad stopped Lonzo and I. "You aren't allowed," he looked at me.
"What!?" I looked at him.
"That is not fair sir, Brandon is her guardian right now," Lonzo sighed.
"I don't need your input!" my dad snapped at him.
"Hey stop it right now," my mom pulled my dad away, "lets go come in," my mom smiled at me. Lonzo pushed me in as Brandon was waking up.

"How are you feeling?" I smiled small at Brandon.
"Im okay," he nodded, smiling at me, "how are you??"
"Im good im worried about you," I sighed a little bit.
"Don't worry about me I'm going to be okay," he smiled weak at me. I giggled a little bit an smiled at him. I nodded and leaned back. Im so happy hes okay...

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Brandon just got out of the hospital and hes doing so good. he has been doing really good lately with his physical therapy. I was also getting better. My arm has healed but my leg hasn't yet. Brandon and I found an apartment but Lonzo now lives in Los Angelis cause he is a Laker. I graduate highschool in a few weeks too.

"Alright so you have senior recognition at 4 and then after you guys are having a bon fire right?" Brandon smiled at me and continued to cook.
"Yes and you are going to be there with me for my senior rec?" I smiled bigger at him.
"Yes of course," he laughed a bit, smiling at me. He turned around and gasped. Then he collapsed to the floor. "Branon?!" I got down onto the floor fast and looked at him, "Brandon!?" I screamed, feeling his wrist. No pulse. I started to cry as I called 911....