Jay's Anatomy

How to Cope.

Two Days Later

"Jay... can you please talk to me?" I asked as she stayed under the covers and she stared at the wall.

"Babe... we have to get through this together. I know you're hurting, but I am too. You also shouldn't be stressing like this, it's bad for the baby." I said as she continued to stare at everything else but me.

"Alright... I'll come and check up on you during break." I said as I planted a kiss on her forehead. I grabbed her hand and I also placed a kiss on the back of it.

Then, I gave her a half smile.
As I walked out my room, I grabbed my scrub shirt, and I put it on.

While grabbing my car keys, phone, and bag... I looked up in the direction towards my room.

It hurts me that she's so shaken up like that. I can't get her to talk. She walks around quietly with slow movements.

I've never seen her like this ever in my life. She's still eating and trying to stay healthy internally for the baby. But, I'm worried because it's like she's going through this deep depression. It's basically PTSD.

It hurts me even more that I can't even get her to communicate. She'll come around though, and when she does, I'll be right there when she needs me.

Moniece's POV

These past two days have been so hectic. I feel like I need a day off or two at least. We're a little understaffed because of people getting injured during the shooting, and some workers refuse to come back. They feel like they're not safe.

So, the workers that have been here, we've been working super long shifts. The only person I'm really worried about is Jay. Chris said she won't come to work, and she won't talk to anybody. It's like she's closing herself off from everybody.

I understand... she did have a gun pointed at her because she didn't want Chris getting shot. She witnessed an almost tragic moment and it left her traumatized.

"Moniece... are you even listening to me? I asked you for another cup of Italian Ice." Keith said as I furrowed my eyebrows at him.

"Nigga I'm not your maid. I have work to do." I said as I stood up out of my chair.

"I beg to differ. You came in here to sit down when you had stuff to do. It's your fault. By the way, have you heard anything about Jay yet?" He asked as I shook my head no. This wasn't just hurting me, but I feel like there are a couple of others.

Dave's POV

"Man I don't even know... like that's crazy. Sge ain't even coming to work and she won't answer my calls. She ain't even at home." I said as Trey shook his head.

"I feel bad for her though... I heard that the man pointed to the gun at her." Trey said as I started pulling at my beard hair.

He could've killed her and my child. The thought of that just pisses me off.

"I need to see her..." I said aloud as the door to the lounge opened up.

Chris walked in and he dropped his bag off at his locker.

"Wassup Brown?" Trey asked as he pat Chris on the back.

"Nothin Nothin... I gotta go get ready for this surgery I got at 8:15. This girl was fighting her sister and she got shards of glass in her head." Chris said as Trey shook his head.

"That's some cat fight..." Trey said as they chuckled.

"Chris.... have you seen or heard from Jay?" I asked as he put on his white coat.

"Yes I have... she's fine... I got everything under control." He said as he closed his locker door.

"What you mean?" I asked as I furrowed my eyebrows.

He sayin' that like he know somethin' that I don't. Last time I checked, Jay and I were having a baby.

"I said she's fine... I got everything under control. I'm taking care of her." He said as he looked at me.

"Why are you taking care of her? I wanna see her. She's holding my child." I said as he walked towards me.

"Aye y'all calm down..." Trey said as he got in between us.

"She's probably holding your child, but she's my girl. I'm spending the rest of my life with her. I'm marrying Jay. She belongs to me, not you. So, like I said before, I got everything under control. Now, back off... I gotta surgery to do." He said as he walked past me and out the door.

I was speechless... first off, who does this nigga think he's talking to? Secondly, she didn't inform me that she chose Chris... I definitely need to talk to her now. This is ridiculous... I'm livid right now.

Jay's POV

You never really think about how essential your well being is until you witness a life threatening moment.

I remember seeing the barrel of the gun pointed at my face as tears ran down my cheeks like a river.

I remember the gun being pointed at Chris' head. His eyes focused on me... everything moved in slow motion.

I could see his finger on the trigger as I yelled out Chris' name.

I stood up off of the couch and I started pacing back and forth.

I cannot believe that I was so close to losing Chris. I was so close..... to losing a piece of me. I've never been so afraid in my life. I felt like the whole world stopped.

Hours Later in Chris' POV

"Jay I'm home!" I yelled out as I closed the door and I dropped my bag.

It was quiet and there was no answer.

"Jay!" I yelled out again as I furrowed my eyebrows.

"Look I know you're not talking, but could you at least greet me at the door? I mean we are gonna be a married couple soon. Your husband wants to be greeted when he comes ho——" I said as I was cut off by the faint sounds of crying.

I walked towards the living room and I saw Jay sitting on the floor crying. I saw books knocked off of the shelf. I saw a broken vase on the floor. I saw things knocked over.

She had an emotional breakdown.

"Jay baby... I'm right here..." I said as I kneeled down to her. I engulfed her in my arms and she cried into my chest.

"Chris I'm sorry, I'm so sorry..." She said through her sobbing.

"It's okay... I should've stayed home today. I should've been here for you." I said as I rubbed her back and I kissed her head.

"How do you cope with something like that? Your life literally flashes before your eyes and you're supposed to just be okay? None of this is okay!" She semi-yelled as she kept crying.

"Jay... I don't know how but we are gonna get through this... I promise you... I'm gonna take care of you baby."

"Chris I love you..." She said quietly.

"I love you too babe... I'm right here..." I said as I rocked her back and forth.

I hope she'll be okay soon. I hate seeing her like this.

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