As soon as everybody seemed to process what I said they were running all over the place. The only one to take initiative was mama.
"Everyone calm down! Pops I need you to go out there and get Tyrece so I can try to stop the bleeding. Boys! You both bring the car around and make it so he can lay down when we are done in here. Evie! I want you sittin' down young lady. I can see it in your face that if I don't calm you down your gonna have a baby," she chuckled at her joke. " Okay everyone let's go! My baby boy is hurt!"
After that everyone did as told. When Tyrece came in I couldn't help but think it was my fault because it was. If I hadn't suggested we tell them and convince him to come...he wouldn't have been hurt right now. If I hadn't come into his life a lot of things wouldn't have happened.
He wouldn't have had to deal with my father's threats, and with the whole baby that we have to find out how to support. He would especially not be bleeding to death right now!
I couldn't stop looking at him and saying it's all my fault.
"Oh no!" His mom yelled looking much more worried than before.
"What's going on?" I asked panicked at what her reply would be.
" A bullet hit his back." She whispered.
My eyes widened and I felt much weaker all of a sudden. I had to hold on to the chair I was sitting so I wouldn't tip over.
"Will he make it!?" I yelled scared.
He couldn't leave me! I need him! We have a baby on the way, even if it isn't very close to happening yet, I still needed him to help support this baby, but most importantly...
I love him.
He is someone I know I can trust to protect me and make me happy. I can't lose that. I love him so much, I can't lose him so soon.
I broke down.
I fell to the floor sobbing, and continuously yelling that it's all my fault. Tyrece's mom told his father to take him to the car and she ran over to me.
She wrapped her arms around me and started rock us back and forth slowly. She whispered comforting things to me until I calmed down. The boys had left to take Tyrece to the hospital. Then when Tyrece is all settled in, Pops will come back to get us.
I finally stopped crying and we just sat there on the floor holding each other. If she wasn't here I would have been still going crazy.
I squeezed her tighter when the guilt started to settle in even more, and I started to cry again.
"It's all my fault," I sobbed quietly.
"No it ain't honey. It's ya daddy's fault, you hear me? You didn't do this." She said lifing my chin so I was looking at her. She had a soft, but stern look on her face.
" How could it not be my fault. I begged him to go over there with me. It's my fault he is gonna be a young dad. It's my fault he is hurt. If I had just left him alone none of this would have-" she cut me off by grabbing my face and quickly turning it to her's.
" Now you listen to me, I don't want to here anything about if you hadn't met. You are just about the best thing to walk into the boy's life so don't you go on regretting it. Honey, he loves you. It wasn't your fault and I can tell you exactly why." She said a small smile on her face.
"Why?" I said in a small voice.
"Because you love him! You wouldn't do a thing to hurt a hair on his head, child. You couldn't even kill that fly yesterday, it nearly landed on the food!" She said chuckling.
She was right. It isn't my fault that Tyrece is hurt right now. I feel like it because it was my idea to tell them. I didn't control how my father reacted though. I didn't do it myself either.
"Thank you." I whispered, hugging her tighter.
"No need for that! I love you like family, Evie. You are like one of my children now. I won't just stand there and let you be hurt and sad, okay?"
"Okay," I replied snuggling into her side.
We got up and went to the couch. After a little bit I fell asleep.
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*Next Day*I woke up to people talking in the kitchen. It was morning cause I saw the sun stream in through a crack in the curtains.
I went straight to the bathroom and did all my business. After that I went straight to the kitchen to see what was going on.
I almost fainted.
There was Tyrece sitting at the table smiling and talking to everyone. His mom cleared her throat, she looked straight at me announcing my presence.
"Hey, baby! Are you okay? I heard what happened when I left I got so worried about you." Tyrece said with the most worried look I've ever seen on him.
I started laughing.
Hard.
"You okay, Eves?" He said approaching me. There was tears falling out of my eyes.
"You worried about me?" I said through the laughs.
"If course! I heard my pregnant girlfriend looked she was about to collapse from all her panicking! Why wouldn't I be?"
"I love you!" I said laughing. I got up and gently walked I to his arms.
He looked a little weirded out, but gave in and hugged back. He shove his face in the crook of my neck. I love this. I love him. He was just amazing!
He started to pull back which made me snap back into focus.
"Hey, out want some eggs? I asked the doctor while I was at the hospital what you should be eating and he said eggs." He said looking very proud of himself.
I just laughed and nodded. He ran to the kitchen and came back with a big plate of eggs.
"We'll share!" He said happily.
He grabbed my hand and brought me to the seat next to his. He scooped up some eggs and fed me.
After breakfast, we all headed to the family room and they all talked. I just stayed silent. I looked around the room and thought...
How did I get so lucky?
That day was full of us just having fun together. No one judged us or called us weird. We just did whatever.
That night, Tyrece and I were in bed and I was lightly running my fingers back and forth on his chest.
There was only one thing on my mind.
I will never let go of this feeling...ever.
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Hello lovelies!This chapter is a little later then I said I would post, but I'm trying to edit as I go along. I also had only just wrote his chapter today, but no excuses! I want to try and make up for all the time I didn't post when I had the chance. I will try and post everyday for the rest of this week. I might miss a day because I have mid terms to take so I will be studying a lot, but I promise the story is going to reach it's climax soon! I am confuzzled on if I should make a sequel on the life of there little bun bun. You could help me decide by leaving comments. Mainly in this section.
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