Save Him

28.

Taelynn.

"He's not answering" I paced back and forth pulling at my hair. "This is some fucking bullshit" I didn't care about cursing in front of my parents at the moment; I was worried about my boyfriend. I was all over the place for Chrissy and Quadir, Quadir went into a state of shock and stop responding like he's stuck somewhere. So he's just sitting there staring off into space with tears falling out of his eyes.

"Baby I'm sure he's fine" My mom tried to hug me, but I moved out her embrace and grabbed my keys.

"Somethings wrong, he's not okay. I feel it" It was this pain in my chest and something in my mind was telling me he wasn't okay. "He's not okay" I cried and ran to my car, they had took my keys but didn't notice I took them back. My dad pulled my arm and I snatched away from him. "Please don't touch me" I gritted and got into the car, locking the door ignoring him pulling on it and tracked Quincy's phone.

A million thoughts were going through my mind; and none of them were positive. I tried to calm myself as best as I could because I couldn't stop shaking or crying; and I needed to focus on the road. All the regret hit me at once; how I was never for him as he was for me. I did get better but he shouldn't have had to tell me; as his girlfriend I should have known. The only thing on my mind was him committing suicide, and my heart was hurting I felt my chest giving in but I couldn't stop driving until I found him.

Suicide was something serious; and I prayed he wouldn't do this. Stopping my car I furrowed my eyebrows, seeing this is where his phone was at. I got out of the car and walked to the direct spot; finding it cracked and shattered. My hands started to shake as I looked around seeing no sign of him nor his car. Getting back in my car I had no idea of where to go, or what direction to drive. Wiping my eyes I said a quick prayer for the lord to guide me to Quincy, and as soon as I said Amen I seen police and ambulance zoom past me.

Something told me to follow them and that's what I did, I followed them a few blocks down and got out stopping in my tracks seeing a car flipped over and crushed by a pole. I took a closer look and screamed running to the car looking inside of it ignoring the commotion and people around, I didn't see Quincy inside and the police tried to drag me for them scene but I fought everyone off crying hysterically.

"My boyfriend... this is his car.. where is he?" I threw up holding my stomach, falling to my knees.

"We have a body, male." An paramedic shouted from behind a tree, I crawled to where everyone ran and there he was. His clothes were ripped as if he went through his windshield, and so much blood was everywhere I couldn't even look closer I balled up in a fetal position, letting out the most ear piercing screams. It's like I felt every string in my heart detach, I forgot how to breathe watching them put a mask on him and pump his chest.

"Someone check on the girl" One of them looked at me and ran over to me. "You have to breathe baby" He told me and showed me how to breathe; I gasped for air and started to breathe heavy. "I'm going to carry you to the back of the ambulance with him okay?" I didn't respond, he picked me up and I closed my eyes tight walking pass Quincy it looked like his leg was broke and his shoulder was dislocated. I jumped down and threw up again; before letting out all of my screams and cries. I was all over the place and this pain I have never felt.

Sitting in the ambulance I closed my eyes and couldn't face him. The last time I was in the predicament my Bestfriend had died, and I couldn't imagine losing Quincy too. My heart would literally be gone; nothing compares to this feeling. Not being raped, losing my baby, losing Josiah. Nothing.

"Ma'am we're at the hospital.. you can get out now" I heard the paramedic; then opened my eyes seeing Quincy was gone, I got out and slowly walked into the entrance of the hospital. My dad spotted me first and pulled me into a hug, I was numb I couldn't even react. He sat me on his lap and rocked me, while my momma hugged me too, they didn't say nothing but I knew that they had seen him being rushed in so there was no need to say anything.

"He's going to be okay.. he has to be right?" I looked at my parents who were holding back tears. "Please tell me everything is going to be fine.." I cried out. They didn't answer me and it just made me cry harder.

I couldn't think of a life without Q at all. I remember being so scared to talk to him in ninth grade, and then the first time I could without being a creep was twelfth grade year almost a year now, and I only did it because we didn't have a partner; that was my excuse and I ran with it. I wiped my eyes remembering me approach him.

"I don't have a partner either it says here; could me and Quincy maybe work together?" My palms became sweaty when I touched his hand and smiled at him. I was so scared but I had to learn about him.

"Well Quincy? What you say?" He didn't respond; just nodded. She handed him the box to pick the topic we'd be working on; opening the paper he glared at the teacher and she smiled at him.

"Oh gosh; we're going to fail" I looked over his shoulder and chuckled. "I know nothing about abuse" I frowned. I've never failed anything but a paper about any form of abuse? I couldn't relate.

"Well I guarantee I could pass" He mumbled.

"What does that mean?" I looked at him, confused as to what he was saying. I wanted to ask more but Kevin came in starting shit for no reason.

If I would have know the depth of our conversation that day I would have kidnapped him then a took him home with me. I wanted him to have peace into his life; and it seems he never got a break and here I was had the perfect little life and something finally happens to me, he drops everything to make sure I'm okay.

I don't know what I did to deserve him; but I prayed whatever it was.. I deserved to keep him. He couldn't be gone. He just couldn't be.

"How's little Q?" I asked sniffling. "Is he okay?"

"Yeah he's fine; he had to be tied to the bed he started to harm himself.. and begging for Quincy. He thought he ran out and left him just how him mom did" My dad sighed and in the middle of his sentence he threw me to the floor and stood up.

Before anyone could react he had ran up on Gerald; and punched him right in the mouth. My eyes widened when my little ol dad dropped this big ass man. I didn't know who this little girl was that he was with; but I seen her reach for what looked like to be my dad and before my moms got up I ran up to her and slapped her.

She held her face with tears streaming down her face and I took a good look at her and backed away from her falling down to the floor. "Please help me. He has a gun, I've been in the woods.. please" I remembered her face from the pictures.

"Kaycee?" I whispered before a gun shot went off.

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