CHAPTER II.
QUESTIONABLE
Crack! Crack! Crack!
After Juice shot the gun, he looked at his weapon and then at the brothers, stunned at what he just did, he scolded him self for being so stupid because the situation wasn't that serious, he let his anger get the best of him.
Knowing the outcome, he ran into his car and fled the scene and sped off so quickly that his tires screeched.
Meanwhile, everybody at the party screamed in horror to the point no one knew what to do.
"Call the ambulance! They shot! Call the ambulance!" Someone from the crowd screamed.
Mirko was hit in his left thigh and shoulder, he instantly staggered to the ground and used his free hand to hold on to the wound in his shoulder and cried out of agony, this was his first time being shot and he was in so much pain and in shock that he didn't even notice that Carter was lying on the ground beside him, not speaking, just staring up at the dark blue sky with blood leaking out of his mouth and from his clothes.
Mirko came back to reality and the way he crawled to his brother you would think that he was wounded him self. "Carti?! Carti?!" He called out for him, as he used the rest of the strength he had left to pull him up on his lap, and he put pressure on his thigh just by doing that.
"Don't do this man!" Tears swelled up in his eyes and he pressed his forehead against his. "Stay with me, a'ight?! Yo! Call the ambulance!" He told the few people that was approaching them, frantic and most of them started crying for Carter not knowing if this would be the last time that they saw him.
"We did, they on their way!"
"Why you do that huh?!" He asked Carter, not angry at his brother for jumping in front of the bullet but angry at him self for putting Carter's life at risk as well.
Carter stared in Mirko eyes. "D—don't let— I don't want— to die" He said barely above a whisper.
"I ain't gon' let you go! I promise." He sniffled.
NEXT AFTERNOON
The whole night and morning passed, Mirko and Carter was admitted to the hospital after the incident. Mirko was fine, he got bandaged up and was giving an arm brace and crunches until he was healed, while Carter on the other hand, was in intensive care, a wound hit his lung and went into his stomach so he had to get surgery and hooked up to oxygen, the doctors couldn't tell if he was going to make it or notary but Mirko did his best to keep his faith.
Both Amber and Giselle was there, and all three of them sat in the waiting room until the doctors gave them the okay to go see Carter.
"He not gonna make it is he?" Giselle asked, with tears in her eyes. She loved Carter and didn't even know how to imagine life with out him, and right now it felt impossible for her to be strong because his presence gave him the strength that he needed.
Amber wrapped her arms around her and consoled her. "Don't be stupid girl, he is gonna make it through."
"I'm pregnant." She blurted out. "I haven't even got to tell him yet."
Mirko looked up at her with a concerned expression, he grabbed her hand and nodded at her. "He not going no where, I promise. Stay strong for my niece or nephew okay."
"Alright."
Suddenly Kamille and Woody rushed through the hospital doors, Mirko called them last night right after it happen so they booked the first flight to Florida. They started to go to the front desk but noticed everyone was in the waiting room so walked toward him.
