Thug Love (On Hold)

Chapter 11

  
                                                                                 *Anna POV*

  Its been hours since we arrived at the hospital. Jay has been in surgery ever since. Me, Jerimiah, Antonio, Mr and Mrs Smith were all waiting for the doctors to tell us about Jay. I was just sitting in the waiting room crying in the corner by myself. I wont listen to what anyone is telling me and i don't want comfort from anyone except Jay.

  If it wasn't for me Jay wouldn't be here right now. Its my fault i should've been the one in surgery not Jay if only i could turn back time. While i sat there and i heard someone walk into the room. "Family of JayShawn Smith." The doctor said. "That's us" Jay's mom said, standing up.

  "Well for starters Mr.Smith was badly injured. He has 2 bullet wounds in his chest, both were close to his heart. He has 1 in his leg, and 1 in his stomach. Mr.Smith lost a lot of blood but lucky for him he has a common blood type." The doctor informed us. I just wanted to know if he was alright.

  "Okay we get it dammit. Just tell us if he is alright, we don't need this extra ass information!" I yelled out of nowhere. "Well Mr.Smith made it through surgery and he is progressing slowly. Sadly we don't know when he will wake up. The rate that he is moving it might be months or even years. There is a possibility that he will never wake up. I'm sorry but please excuse me."

  When the doctor said that i couldn't help it. I couldn't stop the tears from coming out. I fell to the floor crying. After a while i was struggling to breath until Jay's mom came over and tried to comfort me.

                                                                               *2 hours later*

  I rode back to Jay's mom house with Mrs.Smith. When we got there she showed me the guest room and gave me some clothes to wear. I took a shower, got dressed, then got into the bed and started bawling my eyes out until i fell asleep.

                                                                               *Antonio POV*

  Yo wassup my niggas. This yo boy Antonio but people call me Trigga because i'm always ready to shoot some niggas up. I'm mad that Jay got hurt. He ain't just my homie he my brother and that shit hurt and then i hear the news that he might die.

  As soon as i find the niggas that shot him i'ma blow they fucking brains out  and nobody  gon know who did it. While Jay gone i'ma have to work wit my nigga King to ho,d down all these traps and make sure nobody gets out of hand. This gon be some hard ass shit but hey, anything for my brother.

  I'ma check on his girl tomorrow to make sure she straight since i never officially met her and all also for the fact that Jay would beat my ass if in didn't. 

                                                                              *Jerimiah POV*

  Wassup its ya boy Jerimiah but everybody calls me King, long story but now isn't the time. While i was at the hospital i was scared and worried. I didn't care about anything else at that moment except my bros health. When the doctors said they didn't know if he was gonna make it all the memories of me and Jay ran through my mind. We've been with each other through he good and the bad. 

  Hearing that a nigga couldn't help but cry. I've known him since diaper days and we've always stuck with each other and if his ass don't make it through this i swear them niggas that shot him are gonna get a fate worse than death. They messed with the wrong niggas and they gon pay.

Excuse any mistakes. I didn't proofread.