For Better Or For Worse

Chapter 4

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I dropped my phone as soon as the words left my mom's voice.

I just froze. Everything got dark. I couldn't hear or see anyone. I couldn't think I couldn't speak. It felt like my world was falling down.

When I came back to reality everybody was just staring at me asking me what happened.? What's wrong.? Is everything okay.? I gathered myself. As much as I was hurting I'll never let anyone see me cry. I cried enough when I was little. Night after night. I refuse to cry again.

"Can I leave.?" I asked the detective.

"Well we don't have you hear under arrest so you can leave and we will call you if we have any more questions." He said about to shake my hand. I ignored it then went to grab my phone but killer already had it. I grabbed it from him then ran out and he ran out behind me calling my name.

When I got outside I realized damn I didn't drive her. I felt myself breaking down. No damn no. I shook my head. I refuse to cry.

Killer walked behind me. "Are you okay.?" He asked grabbing my arm.

"Can you please just give me a ride to the hospital.?" I asked covering my face.

"Yeah follow me." He started walking toward his all new empala. (I don't know nothing about cars so I can't even tell you what type so whatever y'all like lol) We got in and he started driving. It was complete silence and I was just telling myself don't cry. Somebody has to be strong.

"What happened.?" He asked actually looking concerned.

"My brother got shot." He was quite for a moment.

"I'm sorry." He said looking at me.

"It's not your fault there's nothing to be sorry for. Eyes on the road." He smiled at me.

"I can't see how this could happen and your holding yourself together. Your really strong." I looked at him.

"I don't cry." I turned my head and paid attention to where we was going. And with that our conversation was over.

When I got to the hospital I went to the front desk and asked what room was Hayden in.

"Are you two family.?" The nurse asked.

"Yes of course can you please tell me what fucking room he's in." She looked at me rolling her eyes.

"28B."  We ran down the hall until we got to his room. I opened the door and saw him just laying their while my mom pasting back and forth. I ran over to my brother and I just watched him lie there. He looked so lifeless. It kilt me. I started to feel my body weakening. Next thing I know killer was catching me. He sat me down in the chair and I couldn't breath. I just closed my eyes. I'm not gonna cry. I'm not gonna cry. I repeated to myself. My heart was burning and I had the worst headache.

"What happened.? why is he not up.?" I asked mom tryna hold myself together but you could still hear the hurt in my voice.

"All I know is he was shot the doctor told me that he's unconscious and he could be waking up soon. The bullet was in his arm and 1 inch away from his heart. He was lucky. He will recover once he wakes up but he would still have the bullet by his heart because if they removed it he could die and his arm was broken but would heal in a month." I started to feel a little better but seeing him laying there killed me.