Love in New York [Under Construction].

XLV.

      I ran all the way back to my car, and drove quickly to Rico's house, which was just a few minutes away. I jumped out, not bothering to shut the door. I skipped the steps on the porch, and went into the house. I swung the door open to be greeted by the squad, and Choochi. "Adam, what happened?!" she yelled. "Some guys just pulled up under the bridge and started shooting" I panted, leaning against the way. "Oh my God..we have to get you to the hospital!" she exclaimed, pulling my shoulder. "What the hell, Choochi! I'm not hurt, Rico is the one that got gunned down! We have to go-" "You got a bullet right here in your shoulder!" she yelled. I looked down to a bloody bullet-hole that had pierced through my jacket. Some of the guys rain past me out of the door. "Fuck!" A sudden pain shot through my arm, and my leg. I looked down to see my white Adidas covered in blood.
      "Come on let's go!"

My POV

      "Aaliyah! Get up! Adam's in the hospital!" My eyes snapped open. "What?" I shot up. Lyra's tears covered her cheeks. I looked over at Adam's spot in the bed, empty and cold. She handed me one of Adam's black NorthFace jackets. I was too in shock to even move. I began to get dressed, ignoring the pain in my back.
      When we arrived at the hospital, the waiting room was full with Choochie and the guys. All of them looked away as soon as they saw me. "Sit" Lyra told me. I ignored her, going to stand in front of Chaney. "Chaney, what happened?" He looked away, shaking his head. Tears began to well up in my eyes. "Teo? Levi? So you all are just not going to tell me?" My breathe began to speed up, as I began to feel like everyone was hiding something from me.
      A nurse walked into the room. "Family of Adam Rodriguez?" I walked up to the nurse. "I'm his girlfriend. How is he?" "He's out of surgery and awake. The bullet didn't hit any major arteries, so we expect him to be fine." I still stammered over my words. "B-bullets? H-He was shot? How? When?" "Yes. He was hit in his chest, and his leg. You can come back and see him now if you would like." I nodded, now at a total loss of words. The nurse lead me to his room where Adam lay in bed, hooked up to numerous machines. "Baby!" he slurred, holding his arms out for a hug.
My emotions took over me, and I practically ran into his arms, squeezing him tight. "Ow" he groaned. I pulled away. "Sorry. Do you feel okay?" "Not really" he said, looking at his bandages, "they have me on some good ass pain medicine right now though." I took a seat next to his bad. "How are my little ones?" "They're fine" I told him. "Now tell me what happened." He sighed loudly, and instantly cringed in pain. "Look, me and the guys were hanging out and someone pulled up on us-" I shook my head. "You're lying to me. Tell me the truth." "That is the truth!" "No it's not" I snapped, tears threatening to fall once more. He looked down as his lap, tears welling up in his own.
"Listen Aaliyah, baby... I've been doing some drops for Rico." All of the racing thoughts in my head, stopped all at once. "Aaliyah...ever since you got pregnant..." I balled up my fists." My mind stopped. "Baby, please say something." I got up. "Don't come to the house. Don't talk to me. Don't call me." "What do you mean don't call you? You're my baby. You're the mother of my kids, Aaliyah." He tried to reach out, but I moved back. "Since this-" I said pointing at his wounds, "-is what you want, then the streets can have you." "Aaliyah!" I walked down the hallway, ignoring his cries.
Lyra stood waiting for me in the lobby. "Let's go, I've had a enough for the night-" I stopped in place. "Girl, you looked like you've just seen a ghost. Is everything ok?" I looked down at my soaked jeans. All the guys eyes widened.
      "I'm going into labor."