In This Together

Hospital

*Jay*

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Rana

I was woken by the sounds of gunshots. I looked around, Kid was nowhere in sight and I was now in my bed. I ran downstairs and outside and stopped in my tracks when I saw Kid lying there on the ground all covered in his own blood. Tears immediately ran down my face while I rushed towards him cradling him like he was my own child.

"Kid please don't leave me" I repeated...

People were starting to come out of their houses being nosy.

"Don't just stand there call the police" I screamed out while more tears poured out by then my eyesight became blurry which made it very hard to see.

"The paramedics are on their way" I heard one of my neighbors say before passing out.

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I woke up to beeping noise and sniffing. I opened my eyes to bright lights, and my eyes and head immediately started hurting. I sat up in the bed and looked around. I looked in the corner, there stood Jay. I looked on the couch, there lay Trell. I finally looked to the right side of the bed and there stood Shawn eyeballing me not saying a word. I tried to talk but my mouth was too dry so I decided to clear my throat. Everybody quickly turned their heads toward me. My mouth was so dry I started coughing, Jay ran to my side with water. She held the cup while I drank out of it with a straw. "Thanks, hun" I finally said. "No problem ma" she sat the cup down and hugged me. "They said there was a possibility you could have slipped into a coma," she said pulling out the hug. "What happened" as I asked that Shawn left out the door along with Trell.

Wassup with them niggas?

"You passed out-" she was interrupted by me remembering what happened. "Where's William," I asked concerned trying to hold back my tears. The look on her face told me something was wrong. "He hasn't woken up yet, the doctor said that he was lucky the bullet went past his brain but he might go into a coma" as she says that the door was opened by a medium-height woman with burgundy hair. She was cute, she was thick and light skin. She looked like she was in her early twenties.

"Hello Ms. Tennessee, my name is Chanel, the young man that left out of here told me you have woken, I'm going to be your nurse today. If need anything you can just hit that button. Do you have any questions or concerns?" She says taking my vital signs.

"That's a beautiful name you have, do you know when can i leave and when is the doctor going to come and if it's possible can I go check upon a friend that's up here?" I said in one breath.

"Thank you, I like your name too my cousin has a child with that name. The doctor going to let you know when you're able to leave, he should be here later today and yes I would like to take you to check up on your friend- whenever you're ready" she says answering my questions.

"I'm ready," I said back. She had a New Orleans accent. It was cute.

"OK I will be right back I have to find you a wheelchair," she said leaving out.

Jay was staring at the side of my head like I was crazy. What's her problem?

"Wat" I questioned her.

She didn't say anything. It was silent until Chanel walked back in with the wheelchair.
"Ready" she asked.

"Yes, by the way, if you don't mind me asking, where are you from"

"I was born in Chicago but I lived in New Orleans all life until a few months back."

"I thought so, I can hear it in my voice, it's cute"
I said standing up but falling back down.

"Thank you, let me help you up" she insisted.