Chapter 30

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by Miqualia

by Miqualia

TYRA POV

Tears ran down my cheeks on the way to the hospital. I was stuck riding in Jacob's Escalade with Jacob, J.L., EJ, Myles, and Craig. I silently cried on the way there. All I thought about was whether or not Mickie's baby was okay. Of course, I thought about Mickie's health, but her baby was already developed and only had to grow. It was sad if he or she didn't survive because of whatever the hell happened just now.

I had yet to find out what happened. The boys who hung out with Ray and Chresanto weren't talking at all. Even Myles, with his bubbly and talkative personality, was quiet and worried. I didn't even know if it was about Mickie or if he knew Mickie was pregnant. Either way, he was biting so hard on his nails, he got to the skin part.

"Do you think they'll be okay?" He finally asked at a red light. I wiped my eyes and looked at him.

"I don't know." I sniffled. "Mickie's strong; she should be fine."

Myles gave a small, reassured smile and rested his head on the car window.

When we pulled up to the building, Jacob let us out the car while he went to go park. I was the first one in the building at the entrance of the ER. Ray and Chresanto were standing there looking scared, worried, and pissed off at the same time.

"What did they say?" Myles asked.

"She's on surgery." Chresanto mumbled.

J.L. pulled out his phone and dialed a number. I assumed it to be Q since he called her Baby and told her what happened.

Jacob came into the building and asked the same question Myles did just minutes ago only to receive the same answer. Chresanto absent-mindedly took a seat in a chair and kept facing the direction that I assume they took Mickie in. His leg shook ferociously while he bit down on his fingernails.

I grabbed a hold of Ray's arm and walked him away from the group. I helplessly looked into his eyes and my lips automatically formed a pout.

"Please, just someone tell me what happened to my best friend." I choked back some sobs and forced myself to be strong even though at the moment I felt completely weak.

"I'm sorry." Ray choked. "We were just chillin'. Like literally, we were starting a movie and Craig was making popcorn and I was about to order a pizza. It was supposed to be a chilled out day. But then Jaden's gang had to come ruin shit. I didn't even know what happened at first. I mean, sure we do this all the time but I was caught slippin' ohde." He was close to tears. I'd never seen him like this before. Not even when Lucky was shot and he was scared of me leaving him.

Then, he was just desperate. Now, he's genuinely scared. Like this was all his fault and he was feeling completely guilty. I didn't think he should take blame for something out of his control. Something he had no idea about to begin with.

"Mickie's pregnant. If she dies, that baby dies to. I can't have that on my conscience. I can't let her die. She isn't supposed to die. She's fucking young. She's a mother. Tyra, I promise you I didn't know what was going on." He was just seconds closer to crying. I didn't want to see that happen. Not here. Not now. Not when everyone needed him to be strong.

"I know, Ray. I know. It's not your fault either. Don't stress yourself out about this." I calmly said.

"Tyra," his last words before he fell into my arms and cried his eyes out. I never thought I'd see him so vulnerable. Even with all his friends around and in the emergency room waiting area, Ray was able to easily cry and not give a fuck. I envied him for that. I couldn't even show emotions like that around my house, nevertheless the emergency room.

I did nothing more than hold him while he cried. I held him and held him until he was able to recollect himself and wait next to Chresanto in the chairs neatly lined up facing the direction that I assume they took Mickie in.

So this wasnt much, but considering the crying part got me emotional due to personal experiences, i decided to stop writing at this point. I'll eventually update but I need time to think and plan out the next scene. So until next time, go read Tyra's story on her wall. All Chasing, Chasing You. I'll write more soon, don't worry my loves. Bye! ♥

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