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Izaiah || IzzyI had some business to handle, I was in the process of opening up another night club. Meg was still asleep so I just left a little note and slipped out. I shouldn't even be gone long.
I got in my Range and headed downtown to meet up with this dude to finalize everything with my club. The grand opening was happening in about a week and I just wanted to make sure everything was handled like it should be. Ion play about my businesses.
As I'm driving, I'm a stop light. I pulled from my blunt and turned up my music. Boomin by Key Glock & I blasted through my speakers. I bopped my head to the music, I had noticed at a corner of my eye an all black Escalade had been following me for a minute. I ain't thought too much of it, I had business to handle. This wasn't something serious on my mind. I kept driving and as I was turning the corner, the same truck following me rammed directly into me. Not my new car, what the fuck dawg. I was about to get out my car when I felt a burning sensation go through my whole body.
Before I could react I dropped. I looked down and seen that I had been shot 4 times. Blood pooled out my body and I was beginning to lose consciousness. I was trying to get my phone and call Meg but I had no strength in my torso. I looked up at the sky, if today is my last day, make Meg's days better and my babies too.
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Omniscient
Izaiah was unconscious when he reached the hospital. His pulse was weak and his body temperature continued to drop but he was still alive. The bystanders who witnessed this shooting did nothing, people just separated and ran. When your life is on the line, the important moments you lived flowed through you. Izzy thought about his mom, his sister, and most importantly Meghan. She was carrying their child. She was vulnerable and most of all afraid. She was out the hallway pacing, Izzy's mom tried her best to comfort her but she could barely keep herself together. It was like she was losing everything, first her husband and now her son could possibly be another victim of gun violence.A few moments had gone by and out walked a doctor. He looked upset, but he took a deep breath and spoke. "Izaiah lost a lot of blood, we got it under control but he is still under. It looks like he may be in a coma."
"For how long?" Was all Meghan could get out before she fell to her knees and cried.
The doctor sighed and rubbed her shoulder, "I can't say. Things like this are unpredictable. It can be weeks, a couple of days, months, even years. Again I am sorry, he is stable so you are able to see him."
With that, the doctor walked off and Meghan, mama Gina and Iyanna, Izzy's little sister walked to his room.
Izzy looked lifeless, his chest was heaving up and down slowly, his eyes were shut, his mouth was slightly ajar and his hands were flat at his side. Meg walked over and kissed his cheek, and then his lips a few times hoping he'd kiss her back, but he never did. Mama Gina held her sons hand tightly in hers and Iyanna was by her side. Yanna was 17, she and Izzy were inseparable when they were younger. He was her hero, and best friend. The only boy she could depend on after her father died. Seeing him like this hurt her to the core. He didn't look like himself. She stood there, lips trembling as tears fell down her caramel cheeks. She looked just like Izzy, she had his pretty brown eyes, full lips and full nose. That was her twin.
She sat on the bed and lied her head on his chest, listening to his heartbeat. She whispered to him.
"Come back to us, and come back to Meghan. You have a baby to raise." With that she got up kissed his cheek and walked to Meghan and wrapped her in a hug. Her belly was barely showing but she had a little pudge going on.
"We love you Meghan. He'll wake up soon."
"I love you guys too."
Gina and Iyanna looked back once more before exiting the room.
Once they were gone, Meg burst into tears. She was so distraught and upset. They left Louisiana to leave behind the drama and the bullshit. But its like no matter where they went, somebody was always gunning for them. Who could've came after Izaiah in Las Vegas? His folks lived out here, there was no bull shit that Meghan knew about. She just hoped and prayed that Izaiah woke up soon. She needed him, cause by now she was even more vulnerable.
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