Him and I

Chapter 16

Tyrene pov

I can't breathe. My vision is blurry. feel somebody pulling me out of the car. What happen? I lay my head on the shoulder of whoever this is. I see flashing police and ambulance lights. Who is holding me? I begin to push against whoever this is. "Put me down!" I try to scream but my voice comes out horse. The person just squeezes me tighter. This isn't my dad. It doesn't feel like him. I rub my eyes. I turn my head down to see boots. This is a firefighter. Oh no. He drops me off in the back of an ambulance. He runs back to the scene. An Emt worker walks up to me. He grabs my face and shines a flash flight in my eye. "What is your full name?" I stared at him. "Uh, Tyrene Johnson-McAdams." He nodded. "Can you tell me your birthday?" I had to think for a while. "Uh. April 27th 2004." He nodded again. I'm scared. "Where is my Dad?" He smiled at me. "Some of the passengers have been rushed to the hospital." I released a breath. "Did anyone die?" He opened his mouth to respond but was interrupted. "Ty!Ty!" My head shot up. Anthony. He was running towards the ambulance. His shirt and about half his face were covered in blood. He held me softly. I hugged him back. A pain shot through my arm. "Ahh." Anthony stepped back. "What's wrong?" I pointed to my arm. This was the first time I'd been self aware since being pulled from the car. There was glass in my arm. I guess from when I was thrown. "Can someone help? Please!" I don't think I've ever seen Anthony this stressed. He's the calmest one out of the three. The same EMT that was asking all them questions came over. He looked at my knee and arm. He turned to Anthony. "Sir while I handle her, would you please seek the help of another medic on site for your own injuries?" He shook his head. I'm not leaving her." I looked at him. "Uncle Anthony please. I'm okay." He frowned but walked away. The Emt began to pick the glass out of my arm piece by piece. That shit hurt. "You never answered my question. Did anyone die?" The EMT stopped to look at me. "That's none of your concern."I had yet to see Antrez, Daddy, or nana. Anthony didn't even mention them.

The Emt wrapped my arm and gave me a blanket. Anthony still hasn't come back. I pulled my knees to my chest and cried. I can't lose another parent. Anthony came over and grabbed me. "Shh it's gone be okay." He patted my back and held me in his lap. A police officer came over. "Sir, I have to take you and your... sister? To the hospital. The other people that were in your car are there being treated." Anthony nodded and stood up. He picked me up bridal style and followed behind the officer. The drive was silent. It felt longer than it probably was. When we got out the car, I didn't wanna go into the hospital. I'm terrified. Anthony walked up to the desk. I just kinda stood there. Zone out. I didn't realize he was done until he pulled me along. We went down a long hallway. I hated it. We opened the hospital room and there on the bed was Antrez. I wanted to jump on him and hug him. "Ant? That you?" His eyes were swollen. I swung my feet from the chair. "Is Ty okay?" Anthony smiled. "Yea, She right here." He struggled to sit up. "Ty come here." I hop off the seat and go to the side of the bed. He reaches down and grabs me. I'm so happy to see him. He laid back in the bed. "I love y'all." Anthony smiled. "Uncle Antrez do you know where Dad and Nana are?" He cut his eyes at Anthony. "They didn't tell you none Ant?" Anthony shifted on his feet. "They say they still operating on moma and they tryna get Dre stable." I pull my knees up to my chest. Anthony noticed immediately and pulled my legs from under me. "Don't tense yourself up like that. You're gonna give yourself a panic attack or something." I attempted to relax myself into the chair. Antrez looked up. "She good?" Anthony nodded. "She will be." Anthony pulled me out the seat and sat down. He made me sit in his lap bridal style. Antrez and him kept talking. I just listened to his heart beat before I fell asleep.

When I woke up Anthony was gone. Antrez was awake watching TV. I stood up and stretched. That chair a bitch. "Where's Anthony?" He looked over at me. "Good morning. Nice to see you too. Anthony's friend came to get him so he could get his car from Atlanta. He will be back later." I sunk into the seat. "Uncle Antrez." He continued to look at the Tv. "Hm?" "I'm hungry..." I whined. He took a deep breath. "Ty I don't know what to tell you." I whined. "Shut that shit up right now. I know you hungry, but damn." He was quiet. I was quiet. "Call Anthony." My phone was destroyed in the accident. "Uh I don't have a phone no more. It was lost in the accident." He took a deep breath. "Use the hospital phone. His number on the board." I pulled the phone off the hook and dialed the number. "Anthony McAdams." I don't know why I studdered. "Uh- Uncle Anthony. I-I I'm hungry." He sounded like he was driving. "What you want to eat babygirl?" I don't know. "Whatever you get is fine." He grunted. "Antrez want some?" I looked at Antrez. He shook his head no. "Nah." "Alright. I'll be there in about an hour. Bye lady." I sat down on the chair and swing my feet. Antrez looks better today. His swelling of his face went down and he seems to be moving more.freely. It makes me happy.