Famous (Shareef O'Neal)

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*Shareef's POV*

"Reefy!!!" she screamed. I heard kicking and crying and I hung up. "Mom!" I looked at her.
"Shhh, Dad will be there soon I promise," she sighed. I found my dads name and called him. He answered. "Yeah?!" he asked.
"Dad hurry up!" I sighed, "Please... He's going to take her."
"I'm pulling in now Reef, I gotta go," he told me then hung up. I sat up in the bed and handed my mom her phone again. I ran my hands over my face and my head. "Boy calm down okay?" my mom rubbed her hand against my back, "She's going to be alright, okay?"
"What if dad was too late!?" I sighed, "What if she's already gone?? What is he going to do to her?!"
"What do you mean?" she sighed.
"He's abusive mom. He slapped her. He hit her the other day. He beat her for years," I sighed, "Mom she's not safe..."
"Dad will be there. Okay? Calm down it'll all be okay..." she rubbed my back and let out a sigh. But what if it's not?...

*Imani's POV*

He drug me to the hall and to the elevator. I looked up at the cameras but they were blacked out. He knew what he was doing.. "Make a fucking noise and I'll kill you," he whispered harshly to me. I nodded and wiped my eyes. He hit the wall next to the elevator. "Hurry up!" he groaned. Then it opened and I was never to happy to see Shaq ever. "Get your hands off her!" Shaq stepped up, "You may scare her but you don't scare me!"
"Who are you!?" Noah asked.
"None of your business now didn't I tell you to get your hands off her??" Shaq looked at him, crossing his arms. Noah looked at me and I looked away. Noah looked back to Shaq and laughed harsh. "If I cant have her no one can," he said. Before I knew it there was a sharp pain in my side and Noah went running. I yelled out in pain and looked down. Blood was gushing out my side. I started to cry. I looked up at Shaq and he too his shirt off. He held it against my side and sighed. "Let's go, cmon," he said helping me to the elevator. I cried hard as we got down to the first floor. He helped me out to the car and we both got in. "Stay with me," he told me holding my hand, "Squeeze my hand Imani." It was starting to get blurry but I could still hear him. I squeezed his hand as tight as I could but I knew it wasn't tight. "That's it girl... Don't stop you hear me?? Don't you close your eyes... Stay with me Mani! Mani c'mon squeeze my hand!"
"I-I cant, I shook my head.
"Mani listen to me!" my eyes started to flutter shut. I couldn't see anything it was all blurry and I saw white. "Imani!!" That's the last thing I heard...