Broken

six

Lanae
Hospital

I walked into the cold lobby of the hospital. Something about hospital don't sit well with me, but I still came because Jordan asked. I finally saw him sitting in the corner by himself lost in his thoughts.

"Hey everything okay?" I asked sitting next to him.

"My boy got shot last night"

His eyes was puffy and red. I was hurting for the visit with my mom early because seeing him like that broke me down even more.

"I'm so sorry Jordan, is he okay?"

"Bullet hit spine, he's paralyzed. There were always complications in surgery." Tears began to from but I could tell he was fighting them.

"He's in a coma" he whispered and then clenched his jaw.

"I'm here Jordan." I grabbed him and pulled his head into the crest in my neck. He began to let his tears fall.

"I didn't protect him ... I failed to protect him"

"On my life I promise, the nigga who did this is gone die"

"Let's just be here for him okay".

I didn't want him to get work up this wasn't the time or place for it. I've heard stories about Jordan being this big time drug dealer and having a few bodies. I never personally seen nothing beside weed and few guns that he had when I was at his place. I was still going to know him so you don't know what you don't know. After sitting for a while we made our way up to his friends room. He laid up hooked up to so many cords, with a neck brace on and his right leg was bandaged up. Jordan sat beside him and just started at him while I sat by the door in a chair. Suddenly a face that I saw at Jordan's place a few time appeared in the door way.

"Yo good bruh?" He said to Jordan.

"I'm straight"

"Yo this Lanae, Nae this my bro Remy"

"Hey" I spoke softly. Remy looked me up and down and back at Jordan, then back at me.

"Wassup beautiful, how you doing?"

"Chill Remy" , Jordan spoke sternly. I didn't really know why he was being so defensive. Remy placed his hands up in surrender.

"Only trying to be polite" he smirked while looking at me.

"How is he though ?" He nodded in the direction of the motionless body of their homebody Quan.

"Still the same", Jordan sighed as he spoke.

"I got the drop on that nigga"

Jordan raised his eyebrow and looked at Remy.

"Word?"

"Mhmm, we can slide right now if you want"

"Wait outside for me"

Remy walked out the room and closed the door. Jordan stood up and walked over to me looking my straight in the eye.

"Stay here and don't leave until I come back"

"Where are you going?" I asked stupidly even though I knew already.

"I got to handle sumn, just listen and stay here"

"Jordan ?"

"What Lanae?" He was getting aggravated because I knew he was ready to go.

"Is this really what you want to do?"
He scoffed and look at me.

"You can't stop me" he said before walking out the door and started down the hall towards the lobby. Before he got too far I called out to him.

"JORDAN?!"
He stopped and turned to look at me.

"Please be safe, and come back"

He just turned back around and headed for the lobby not saying nothing. Worry and fear filled my chest. I wasn't sure of Jordan was the person to killed somebody but know I knew. I knew he was about to do something he didn't need to be doing. I sat in the chair and leaned my head against the wall and replayed everything that has happened already today. I needed a blunt so I walked out to my car to smoke.

Jordan
Trap house

Taking one last pull from my blunt I put it out and put it behind my ear before getting on the car and walking into the spot. My boys was greeting me and dapped me me but I didn't come here on some friendly shit. I came to handle this sit and get back to the hospital.

"Where he at ?" I scolded.

"Interrogation room", Benny one of the guys who had working the trap spoke up.

I pushed open the door and sat down at the end of the table. At the other end Marco was tied up, he head was slouched over but he was leaking. Seems like my guys beat the shit out of him before they even brought him here.

"Wake his bitch ass up" while take the blunt from behind my ear and relighting it. Remy punched his ass in the stomach to wake Marco up. Marco groaned in pain before seeing that Jordan was sitting across from him.

"You really thought you was gone get away with that bullshit huh?" Jordan chuckled before standing up and walking over to Marco.

"I .... I .. I don't know what you talking about man"

"Give me your gun Remy" Jordan sat on the edge of table, putting him hand out for the gun and taking a pull from the blunt.

"Don't play me Marco, you've been plotting on me for the longest. Ever since Tia switched up on you and gave me the drop on all your spots"
Jordan spoke calmly while blowing smoke he then ashed the blunt on the side of Marco's face making sure to take his time.

"Aaaaaaahhhhh" he cried out in pain.

"You've been trying I do give you that, but you fucked up when you went for my family. You could have went for anybody else"

Jordan stood up and pulled from the blunt again but passing it to Remy. He cocked the gun and aimed right in the middle of Marco's forehead.

"Please bro I'll do anything. Just don't kill me" he begged.

"To late for that shit"

Jordan pulled the trigger causing blood and brain matter to splatter everywhere. He handed Remy back his gun while looking at Marco's lifeless body.

"Clean this shit up" he said while grabbing the duffel bag in the corner by the door he left to change him clothes and went back to the hospital. Leaving remy and rest to deal with the mess.