Kept from God

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Though he fall, he shall not be utterly cast down: for the LORD upholdeth him with his hand.- Psalms 37-24

Christopher

"In my room, under my bed.."
Cash licked his lips at Modesty, August shooed her off still holding the gun to Cpash's head. I took a big gulp in the back of them , catching my breath from almost charging at him , nervously watching their stare down. 

Cash sucked at his teeth "so you just gonna kill me though , you wanna shoot me in the head over a couple bags and some chump change—"
"Popping off the mouth is gonna makes things more worse for your than a fucking gun shot don't act like you don't know who you talking to " August said.
"You ain't shit, You don't scare me. Especially a pussy ass bitch so quick to pick up a fucking gun—"
"This extra , Ill lay yo ass out with my pinkie if I had to boy"
I watched Cash's hands go behind his back , his boys surrounded him "Do it then" he said "put the gun down , and as you as you do I'm clocking yo ass "

August looked at me , he puts the gun down. Cash's friend pulls out the gun out his back pocket
-POP POP-
August flew to the ground in an instant I pointed my gun, without thinking I pulled the trigger , my vision became blurry sending 3 shots at the mans face in-front of me .
—- 7:30am
The rain made a pattern against the glass. Instead of being in my bed, I woke up in the chair that sat beside August hospital bed. I decided that I'd be the one to stay with him, a little bit of it to avoid my fathe.

Momma, who had been at the hospital all night walked in the room. She was working when she found it we were here, news quickly spread through the hospital like a wild fire. 

She sits down in the chair and opens August charts on some papers the Doctor had left in there last night. "He came out seamlessly.. No infections.. nothing" She mumbles. "God is good" I held my lip between but teeth, she was very upset with me, not as upset as my father when I told him. Sneaking out wasn't even part of the problem, Luckily I kept some of my night to myself to save her tears and mine. 

"Have you talked to your father?"She asked . I played with my fingers shaking my head "Not since you called him"

She nodded sitting the chart back down understanding my reasons why. The beeping of the monitor was the only thing bouncing off the walls , For a while sitting there I felt myself finally being able to fall back asleep when momma spoke up again 

"What's wrong Christopher?"

"What do you mean --" "I'm just curious what happened to my son, I didn't raise my son this way, sneaking out the house, doing drugs " She says. "This is serious"

"I know--" "No you don't" She cuts me off. "You don't know! This could have been you, did you know that?! Did you even think about that?!"

I gulped back the lump forming in my throat. 

"I don't know what it is but you need to fix it, because I'll be damned if I lose you to any of this you hear me?" I couldn't bare to answer her, before I could even respond she leaves the room without another word .I took a deep breath in and out, my heart jumped out of my chest when the door opened again, it was just Modesty