Jeremiah POV
"We have other patients that could be housed in that room. We can only afford to keep him on life support for the next week and a half."The nurse told me. I slept in the hospital, right beside my
Dad for the past two nights and I won't stop until I get a sign of recovery."Don't tell me what you can and can't afford. He gon' stay on life support until I say pull the fuckin' plug."I shot back.
"Mr.Gaulden, I understand that you're mad about your father but it's the hospitals rules, not my own."
"Fuck that!"I smacked the clip board from her hands, making it clatter to the floor.
"Miah calm down!"Jordan grabbed me, pushing me back into the seat. She helped the nurse pick up her clipboard and the nurse left.
"Miah, I get what you're going through, okay? But you can't go around fussing and cussing at nurses who are in charge of taking care of Ken."She lectured after the hospital door shut.
"Don't tell me what I can and can't do!"
"You need some air. You've been cooped up in this room and it's driving you nuts. Go outside, go for a drive or something. I'll report back to you if I hear an update on him."
I glared at her before deciding to myself that she was right. I stood up from uncomfortable chair and headed for the door putting all of my trust into her.
"Son..."A low voice said. I whipped around to see my dad's eyes opening slowly.
"Dad!"
"Son..."
"Yes? Are you okay?"
"No... unfortunately, I'm not okay."
"The fuck you mean?"
"I'm going to die soon son."
"Don't say that."
"It's the truth. And when I go, you'll be the man of the family and you have to take on the responsibility."
"Don't tell me that bullshit Dad."I could feel myself about to cry.
"Son, just listen... put me in an old folks home."
"What about the house?"
"Sell it."
"Sell the house I grew up in?! The house Colten grew up in? Kentrell, you must think I'm crazy. Fuck outta here with that shit."I used his first name so he knew I was serious.
"Son, sell the house for $6.450 million dollars."
"The fuck I'ma do with the money?"
"Invest in your YouTube channel. Invest in buying that pretty girl over there, a ring. Invest in businesses like I did with the money I made from rapping. Be smart with it."He coughed.
"What's gonna happen with Colten?"
"He's going to live with you but continue the weekends the court granted him with his mother. Teach him to be a man like you are becoming."
How will I teach someone to be a man when I'm barely one myself, I'm still growing up myself, I can't raise someone.
"You not gon' die on me Dad. Not today, not now. Not when I need you more than ever."
"Jeremiah, it's time. I'm going home to my baby. God, I miss my wife Nicki and I finally get to see her again when I pass."
What he did next, hurt me down to my core. "Jeremiah, just trust me. Everything will work out how you want it. Get closer to God for me, be the man I never could be."He reached over to the machine.
"What are you doing?"
"Pulling the plug on my life boy. Just speeding up the process and cutting the suffering part out."He yanked the plug.
"Dad no!"
"My first born, my first son. The first diaper I changed, the first nut that actually made it through to your mom. I love you with everything in me but it's time for me to go."
I could feel his breathing slowing down as his grip on my hand continued to loosen.
My body fell back on the floor as my eyes rolled to the back of my head. Fuck life! Everybody leaving me, like damn! I can't catch a fucking break these days.
After all the reckless shit this family has gon' through and he just gon' leave me like that? Nah, fuck that!
Maybe I should just end my own life as well...
Whoa now! I know this chapter is kind of short and I'm sorry for that but what do y'all think about Ken's death? What about Jeremiah's feelings?
Have a nice Labor Day y'all!