The Life Of Kamden

Not as planned

Kamden P.O.V

I pulled into Mia's run down apartment complex and got out the car.
Mia told me earlier how she got into it with Mya.
She told me that I should just call her when I got there, but I had to pee.
7B...
Where the hell is 7B?
I saw a little Mexican boy playing football with what looked like his older brother.
So I decided to ask them.

"Excuse me," I walked over to them and the little boy stopped and smiled.
His brother turned his head and looked at me too.
"Do y'all know where 7B is?"the little boy continued smiling.
Neither one of them answered my question.
"Umm never mind..... I'll find it myself."
I turned around and started to walk away.
Then I felt a hand on my wrist.

"Wait, I'm sorry about that. I was just amazed by your beauty."
It was the older brother and DAMN he was fine.
But that corny ass pickup line was a no go.
"Uhhhh yea but umm 7B is around the corner."
I thank him and turn around the corner as he directed.
Once again he roughly grabs my arm.
Ok now he's pissing me off.

"What," I yelled,"I thanked you what else is there to say."
He looked hurt and put his head down.
Then, he held out my phone.

"I'm sorry, but you dropped your phone and I just wanted to give back. Here," he said tossing my phone to me as it rang.
I answered looked at him apologetically and answered the phone.
It was Tristan's oldest sister Bria.

"Hey Bri," all I heard on the other end was crying.
"Bri what's wrong?"
I was answered with louder crying.
Now Bria is the toughest chick I know, ain't no way she just crying for no reason.
"Bria," I yell "calm down and tell me what's wrong!"
I heard her struggle to calm down and breathe but it just wasn't working.

"Theyshotem" it was hard to make out but it sounded like she said someone was shot.

"Who Bria! Who was shot?"
I was holding my breath.
I hope she wasn't about to say what I think she was.

"Trill! They shot Trill!"
She broke down crying again and I could do nothing but hang up and stand there.
I felt the tears running down my face,but I couldn't move my hand to wipe them. I couldn't move at all.
The older brother picked me up and carried me to Mia's apartments.
He knocked on the door and Mia answered.
Her eyes were swollen and puffy.
I'm guessing she knew too.

"Who the fuck are you?" She asked the boy who was carrying me.

"My name is Emilio Escobar. I live in apartment 9C? This lady was asking me and my brother how to get to this apartment when she got a phone call and kinda just stood there like a mummy. I thought I should bring her over her, to someone she knows ."
Mia looked at him ,grabbed her car keys ,and yelled for Mya.

"Oh, umm thank you."
She looked down at the floor, trying to recover for being so rude.
"I know it's a lot to ask but would you mind taking her to my car? It's the beat up grey accord."

"No problem," he does what she says and takes me to the car.
Mia and Mya are still in the apartment.
"Look, I know you don't know me but I put my number in your phone,"
Emilio told me as he was putting me in the car.
I wanted to respond but my words wouldn't form.
My chest felt like it was caving in and I couldn't breathe.
Emilio continued talking.
Although my mind was truly elsewhere I trying to listen.
"You look like your going through a lot and that you could use a friend. So feel free to text or call me anytime. I'm not trying to hit on you but it's clear whatever is happening is hitting you hard."
He wipes the tears from my face and whispers in my ear.
"I'm just a shoulder you can lean on.Nothing more, I promise."
And with that he left and I just sat there.
Tristan had been shot, and by the way Bria sounded, it's VERY serious.
I can't lose the love of my life.
FUCK NO!!!
I love him too much.
Wait....TJ....
Where is TJ?
Oh My God!
I feel sick.