No more Secrets (Korey Cooper x Jacoby Shaddix)

Loss

Jacoby POV

I pulled Jagger inside, he was crying. 

"Mom... She-She... There was a fight between her and her new boyfriend... He-He." He kept crying. 

"I didn't know what else to do I didn't have my phone I couldn't call for help..." He cried. I grabbed him firmly by his arms. 

"What happened?" I asked sternly. 

"HE SHOT MOM!" He shouted. I let go, I stumbled back. I was in shock. 

"I'm calling the cops." I said I pulled out my phone. I dialed 9-1-1. 

"Hello, what is your emergency?" A woman asked. 

"My son's mother, she was shot, I don't know what happened, he just told me, there was a fight of some sort." I said. 

"Where did this incident take place?" She asked. I told her my old address. 

"We're sending police and paramedics to the location." She said. I hung up and sat down. Jagger was shaking. I didn't know what to say, I didn't know what to do. How was I supposed to feel, how was I supposed to react? Korey was trying to comfort Jagger. There was another knock on the door. I answered. It was a police officer. 

"Can I talk to your son?" He asked. I nodded. Jagger pulled away from Korey and went with the officer. 

"I can't believe this..." She trailed off. I nodded. 

"I don't know what to say or do..." I stated. 

"Sometimes you don't have to say anything." She said resting a hand on my shoulder. I offered her a small smile. 

"I guess, I just most guys I know would rejoice thinking their ex is dead, I feel sad." I murmured. 

"Well she was your friend, even though she is your ex." Korey stated. I covered her hand with mine. 

"Thanks for understanding. What if Makaile and Brixton-"

"Don't you dare even think about that Jacoby Dakota Shaddix!" Korey scolded. I sighed. I couldn't help but think about it, why wasn't Makaile here, why wasn't Brixton here? Jagger and the officer came back in. 

"Mr. Shaddix, can I speak with you?" He asked. I nodded and followed him out into the apartment hallway. 

"What's up?" I asked. 

"Where the 2 other boys your kids?" He asked. I nodded. He hung his head. "I'm sorry..." He trailed off. 

"Are they..." I couldn't finish the sentence, I couldn't bring myself to finish the sentence. The officer nodded. I leaned against the wall and slid down. I began to cry. 

"I need to put this into the database and put out a report." He stated. 

"O-Okay..." I forced myself to say. I couldn't say anything else. I lost 2 of my sons. I wanted to kill the fucker who did it. I wanted him to suffer. Korey came out into the hall. 

"What's up?" She asked.

"He killed them..." I said shaking my head. "The fucker killed my sons!" I shouted. Her face dropped. 

"A-Are you sure?" She asked. I nodded.

"The officer said so." I murmured. She silently helped me to my feet and brought me inside. She laid me in our bed and left. I just stared at the ceiling. Why would he kill them? Why my kids? They didn't do anything to him. Why did they have to die?